Fanfiction Invader Zim Novels & Stories

She may not like it, but it was fact. “I thought that the aliens looked more like us,” Ari managed to say once she’d regained control of her faculties. “These guys have heads that belong on ants or grasshoppers. How many species invaded us? I wonder if they realize what’s really overtaking the planet back home? Are the preparations we’re making to eliminate them going to be enough?”

All she could see was Alex, looking like Lucifer as he smiled wickedly while fighting his own men. "Geez," Julie heard a heavy sigh coming from behind her and when she turned, she recognized the man with the golden earing and long blonde hair named Zolan. He smiled at Julie and then stood next to her. Julie had felt this before but this Zolan seemed to possess something other Aliens did not seem to possess. Like Alex, he gives off a different manner of aura, the kind that almost seemed magical, though this man's aura was light and seemingly soothing while Alex's was pure darkness.

Then again I guess when you have mates that look like mine it would be hard to impress me. “Do they even know that we know each other?” Zavian asked. “No, because no one has asked me who I know in the magic world,” I replied. Of course, I know Zavian, only that is not his real name. His real name is Zain Vinilion. He is a werewolf/warlock hybrid that I met years ago while I was traveling. Somehow he took after his father and got none of his mother's magical ability. I didn’t understand that at all. He found me and at first I was afraid until he explained that he was sent by someone who wanted to protect me. He couldn’t tell me who it was, because this person kept their identity conce

He turned his face away, fighting the burning sting in his eyes. It took several minutes before he could force himself to hit send. He stared out the window, feeling like his soul had been hollowed out. He craved her response, yet he was terrified that the next word would be the final blow. Seconds later, the screen lit up. "Thank you." That was it. The final thread between them snapped. Zander wanted to type: "Liana, please be happy." But his fingers were frozen. Everyone in the werewolf world envied him—born into the powerful Blackthorns, raised as a high-society elite.

He was almost unrecognizable. The once proud and upright heir was now gaunt, his clothes disheveled, his eyes filled with nothing but obsession and madness. He stared at me without blinking. For a moment, I saw the reflection of myself from another life, helpless, waiting for death on a sickbed. The wheel of fate had turned, revealing itself in this twisted way. Riven shifted slightly, stepping half a pace in front of me, and asked in a low voice, “Do you want me to handle this?”

"Dr. Cloude, two more wanderers have been discovered in Zone B7." I raised an eyebrow. "The same pair as before?" "Yes," he replied in a hushed tone. "The man is partially blind. The woman is completely zombified but still conscious. She's restrained." For the past year, Hans and Winnie had wandered like ghosts around the perimeter of various safe zones. The side effects of the first-generation vaccine had turned Winnie into a conscious zombie, while Hans stubbornly took her everywhere seeking medical help. "Should we expel them?"

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

Xia grip on the zombie neck tightened, her twinkling phoenix eyes as if it had stars in them as she slowly approached the zombie ears, she says, “I forgot to tell you. I am immune to zombie virus” she muttered so sweetly but her words were still regarded as if every word she uttered was covered with thorns, it sent goose bumps to his greyish skin and sent chills to his infected cell for the last time, before he felt his body exploding.

He had always wondered if some of the children had escaped the Turk invasion and scattered. And he had found Zande, his own lifemate, when he had been seeking lifemates for others. And she had a temper, this woman. He found himself laughing aloud, remembering her "push" at his mind. She was much stronger than he had anticipated. He had gone from a stark, barren existence to one filled with excitement in the blink of an eye.

“And we’re yours,” Zia said proudly, linking her arm with mine like we were about to skip into battle. “So if we have to cause a little arson to protect your dignity, then baby—hand me the lighter.” My wolf purred like a demon cat inside me. (I like them. I want to howl with them. We should form a girl gang. We’ll call ourselves The Biters.) “I can’t believe this is real,” I groaned. “One second I’m sparring like a respectable Omega, the next second I’m apparently auditioning to be Lucian’s Luna by dry-humping him in front of toddlers. And now I’m a villain? For winning?!”