Gonner Daddy Im A Zombie Novels & Stories

Zyra went there, carrying the money that Alexis had given her. She didn’t give it to Lenie right away because she knew Lenie would immediately refuse it. “Lenie, my condolences, okay?” Zyra said before hugging her friend. “Sorry to ask this, but what exactly happened to Auntie Hasmin?” she added. “I was on my way home yesterday when I saw that our door was open, so I went inside right away. When I stepped in, I just saw her lying there. Thankfully, Sir Lance was there to help me,” Lenie recounted, glancing briefly at Lance.

It's like I can't take what I'm seeing and witnessing. Every path Mommy and Daddy take is littered with dead bodies, same with Zac and Hector, and even more so with Grandpa. The goons are almost wiped out, and my stomach is about to turn! Debbie hasn't opened her eyes; she's just clinging to me tightly. Zac is starting to struggle due to his foot injury, but he still keeps coming towards us until the last goon standing was dead. It's a victory! We're safe now, but I think I'm going to pass out again from all this.

Vernon furrowed in confusion. "You mean you have another candidate?" Zach nodded. "Anderson has created chaos by creating a biological weapon. We've been at war with vampires for thousands of years, and they're gone. Now my son is resurrecting monsters that no longer exist to rule the world." Zach then turned to Vernon, who could only stare. He turned to Kyron, who heard all the conversation but didn't understand. "Anderson has also created an antivirus to match his plans. Imagine the damage that would be done to this world if it succeeded," he continued, silencing Vernon.

The hair on my skin prickled as his hot breath caressed my skin, sending hot waves down my body. “Oh!!! Daddy!!! Yes!!! Ummm!!!” Lucan’s grip at the base of my neck tightened, then he pulled his face from the base of my neck, bringing his face to meet mine and keeping his gaze locked on mine. His lips twitched, and his gaze glistened. “Daddy?” He whispered, tilting his head sideways gently like that could help him look into my eyes more. My pussy hugged his fingers instinctively, because damn! He looked so fucking much like a psychopath, and I love it. I love it so damn much it made my pussy wetter!

My curse was more of a moan and a relieved yet dazed pleasured look appeared on my face as Daddy pulled his cock out of me and came on my ass instead. "Hmmm" I purred, feeling daddy's warm cum on my ass. Oh, if only Grayson daddy was here too.

The next evening, I barely made it through dinner with my father before heading straight to the gym. Isabella had sent me a single text earlier: “9 PM. Wear nothing but shorts. I’m not wearing anything underneath my robe.” My cock had been hard for hours just thinking about it.

He desperately thrashed and wiggled in the air. I leaned over the windowsill with a remote in hand and a brilliant smile on my face. "There's no rush coming back up, Uncle Garrett. "You were always bragging about being a professional fisherman, weren't you? You said catching a ten-pound carp was a piece of cake for you, while my dad only caught scraps and trash. "Well, you get to be the bait today. Let's see if we can hook a big one." With a roar, the zombies below went into a total frenzy. Fresh meat dangling right before their eyes seemed to drive them wild and turned their eyes a manic, bloodshot red.

Hank looked at me and his eyes widened in terror, “You!” he exclaimed. “Me” I mocked wiping the blood from my nose and stepping toward him, “So then, which one of you is my darling daughter?” he chuckled looking between Dad and Spartan. So, he did know that Zee is a Were, though clearly not what her wolf looked like. He was trying to keep it cool, but the stench of his fear was pouring out of him. Seeing his smug face and being in this house, plus the hit he got to my nose, it drew all my anger to the surface.

"They're fine. They called me over the phone and informed me that some warriors are leading them to the dungeon. Can't we all find a way to escape here, and head over to my pack? It could be unaffected." "Haven't you guys lost any pack member before? Haven't you buried anyone of them before? If you have, then expect them to be back to life, roaming your pack, right now." The moment I said that, it occurred to me that my father and Fredo would also be among those roaming around as zombies. My heart broke as that wasn't how I wanted my father to turn out. His death ought to be honorable, and dignified. Not him having to turn into a zombie which a mere pack warrior would have to kill with his o

Before long, I felt my hands grow so numb that I could barely move them. I was so cold. I knew I had messed up. I would never dare covet my younger brother Beckett Walker's food again—not even a whiff of it. Suddenly, the piercing wail of a red alert echoed through the entire base. It was a Code Red—the highest-level zombie horde invasion! I could hear panicked screams, frantic footsteps, and the deafening roar of heavy gunfire. I summoned every ounce of strength I had left to shout, my voice trembling and stuttering from the cold. "Dad! Mom! Let me out! The zombies are here!"