Novel & Cerita Gonner Daddy Im A Zombie

I thought Dad was finally going to grieve for me. I thought he would rush over and hold me tight. Excited, I drifted to his side, wanting to nuzzle his arm like a kitten. But what happened next plunged me right back into an icy abyss. After taking a deep breath, Dad screamed at my corpse with all his might, "You little brat! What kind of sick game are you playing up there? Get down here right now!" My body just swayed gently in the freezing wind, unable to respond.

Using the last of my strength, I dragged myself out of bed. Three hours later, I stumbled into the medical center. The doctor shook his head, his face grim. "I'm so sorry, Luna. You were too late. The pup has no heartbeat." In that instant, my world turned to ash. Numbly, I signed the release forms for the pup's remains. "Please send this to my husband," I said, handing the nurse a mahogany box containing the wolfstone. "To the Black Moon Pack headquarters." The wolfstone held the soul of a deceased pup. Any wolf would know what it meant at a single glance.

Angelica screamed, dropping to her knees as her mother pulled her close, refusing to let her see the sight. Bobby stood frozen, watching his father's body topple over the edge of the roof and crash to the ground. It was as if he didn't know how to react. Then, with slow, steady steps, he made his way to the edge and looked down at his father's body. I knew what he was seeing. The zombies were tearing into his father's limbs. I didn't even want to imagine how he was feeling in that moment, but when he turned around, he looked at us and slowly pointed the gun in our direction.

“You can’t be here.” “I can’t go anywhere else. Your father wants my head on a spike.” He sits next to me, but I’m frozen. My father wanted him dead, which meant he was a zombie. My father had killed vampires and werewolves for half a century. He was still one of the fiercest hunters in the pack.

What she failed to see was that it had all been hard-earned through my own efforts and sacrifices. Over the years of fighting alongside Shawn, I knew exactly how he thought. I told him straight, "In 13 days, the zombies will appear. The serum from the Westfound lab has leaked, and the world is about to face a crisis." As expected, Shawn looked at me like I was crazy, but he didn't outright call me insane. "You're Shawn Decker. Your parents are district commanders, and your grandfather is…" I raised my finger, pointing to the top. "He's the second-in-command."

He wasn't sure if Lucas could cure his daughter's illness. After all, only the Bloody Ganoderma could cure his daughter's illness. "Do you think I'm joking?" Lucas looked at Mccoy, the Patriarch of the Zachary family. Hearing this, the Zachary family Patriarch, Mccoy, dared not say another word. At this moment, hundreds of Gene Fighters of the Zachary family were looking at the place where zombies gathered in front of them. At the same time, they really couldn't understand the meaning of Lucas' words.

I'm tanned with brown long hair but tail and ears are blond, daddy call me special and cute, my eyes are hazel colored. My daddy is James, the big guy sleeping next to me, he's like so tall! So tall, everyone is shorter than him, when he carries me no one can touch me up high. He's a vampire, he's also a bad guy, he's the one in charge of the whole family, he's been my daddy since day one. He explained to me that he's my daddy, like really my daddy, he used the word mate, that we are together forever.

He pursed his lips and looked at him. “Dad,” I called him, my voice was full of worries, but this time it had nothing to do with Ethan. “After taking his blood, do you think…” I swallowed hard. “I’m gonna be a…” It was hard for me to say ‘monster’ because Dad is a vampire, and I couldn’t tell if I had turned into a vampire because I am one. “You have to die first, Izobel,” Connor chuckled as if he knew what I was talking about. “Come on, let me kill you,”

he begins to laugh All the zombies all gather me and began to jump on me one by one

Someone should as well come up to me and ask: Any last words?. Because i am a zombie, walking dead. A meat suit on two feet if Daddy catches me. Catches us. I jerk him into the sitting room by a handful of his dress shirt and shut the door behind us, quickly. "Amanda, slow down first. What's happening?" He asks. How about "my Dad is going to murder us".