Novel & Cerita Hollywood Undead Fan Fiction

Dylan checked in. I mentally sighed, Dude, I’m fine. I’ve been in more fights this last week than the last 2 months. I decapitated the next undead before throwing him a humorous smirk. How do you expect me to feel right now? Cole jumped in, Are you guys seriously making jokes right now? He didn’t sound amused. There were only 5 undead left by this point. With all of us working together it took less than 10 minutes to eliminate all of them. Oh come on baby, I cooed smiling at him from across the yard. We all did amazing. It’s time to give it a break.

“You’re really something, Lauryn. Now I understand why Matthew is so infatuated with you.” “Don’t talk too much. Get yourself ready. Because we’ll be burying Holly this afternoon,” Alpha Matthew whispered, half growling. “Well done, sir.” Theophile smiled. After finishing our breakfast, we immediately headed to the lab to bury Holly. It was then that I realised Everly had never made it to my house that snowy night. There was no Everly and no snowstorm. It was merely an illusion created by my frightened mind, still reeling from Holly’s recent attack.

Dylan answered as I took the second letter and ripped it open without warning, my eyes scanning the words. “The letter says the blank page of the Book of the Undead will be revealed tonight and they’d want our Zeta to be present... to pass the information,” Roger started. “The Luna of Moonstone also wants to know about her daughter.” My heart froze when I completed the second one. I tore it into instant pieces and stormed out of the room, my aides on my tail, as I tried to process my thoughts. I didn’t know how I would handle what was coming but one thing’s for sure, I was raised for this and when it comes to my mate or my pack, I'd have to make a choice.

I'd just gotten engaged. And now my undead fiancé was trying to convince me that it had been my idea. Maybe she wanted to convince herself as well, I couldn't be sure. I had the brief thought that Shelly might be one of those psycho girlfriends that are always showing up in the Post. You know, the ones who move into a guy's life while he's on vacation or whatever. Or worse, one of those girls who kills her boyfriend and just tells everyone he's on vacation. There's always a story like that in the newspapers and the way Shelly was acting...

Holly asks and tilt her head. "Well I don't know if you know but me and my mates have completed the marking and mating ceremony and for a couple of days I have been inside all of their memories. Orion's was the most interesting, did you know that our dead uncle Colt was holding the answer for my sleeping vampire side? All I need to do is kill the person that put her to sleep and then I can fully harvest my own magical core?" I say with a wondering smile and look Holly in the eyes. It took her a minute to connect the dots but when she did she stopped smiling and glared at me instead.

"'YOUR' only lead, not ours. You should stop reading those Twilight novels. Next thing, you'll say Taylor Lautner entered your room in the night and whisked you away in his big strong arms." "Stay out of my fanfiction, Dorian! Knock it off!" Maddie growled and punched him on the arm. Scarlett blinked at the thought, Maddie reads Twilight Saga novels? And mostly, she favored werewolves over Vampires. Typical fangirl. But then she wondered if she could ask her if she had the Midnight Sun edition. "Well, I hypothesize that they're an extraterrestrial race posing as humans and they're looking for more hosts," Zack exclaimed.

-Is that possible? -They hide underground. In winter, the undead hibernate, slowing down their metabolic processes... oh, forget it. Marisa folded the letter, slipping it into her pocket. “The point is, they found a big lair. Underground, on several levels. Traces of dark rituals, cocoons of the undead. -AND? the man got worried. It seemed to him that the hair was moving at the back of his head. -Nothing. It's completely empty," Marisa said thoughtfully. – Nobody is there.

Instantly, the water thorns inside the vortex, like metal weapons, tore the skeleton undead into pieces. "Sizzle sizzle!" A scarlet light swiftly flew out from within the vortex. After which, it was swallowed up by a huge skeleton undead. The next moment, the other party's body clearly became stronger. "That's Undead Fire, which represents the lives of these undead creatures. Only by completely destroying their Undead Fire can we completely kill them!" "Boom!" With one hand, with an aura that could cover the stars and hold the moon, it directly pinched more than a dozen skeleton spirits.

Death by edging. I wasn’t sure if that was possible, but it sure the fuck felt like a possibility. No fantasy I ever dreamed of being with Holly could hold a candle to reality. Holly was going to be the death of me, and even if I don’t get to cum before I meet that end, I could say I would die with a smile. I would die a happy man because Holly Boland, the star of every fantasy I’ve had since I was sixteen, TIED me up in the hayloft and gave me the most mind-blowing blow job without ever blowing my load.

But they had to hurry- it wouldn't take them long to figure out what or rather who was under the hood. The person in the center took one last look at the retreating figures of the werewolves and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been easy to distract the hycwens with a sudden appearance, yet the hycwens were a notorious breed known for their bloodlust, though they were a bit dim-witted. 20 feet above the ground, the hycwens' mouths continued to bicker, "Is it dead? I wanted to play with it a bit.." The person whirled around and stood on their feet in one swift move, discarding the hood.