Invader Zim Pak Novels & Stories

I casually tossed the grenade up and down in my hand like a ball before hurling it toward the car where Scarface was hiding. By the time Scarface managed to shove away the zombies around him, his entire body had already erupted into flames. He staggered around screaming in agony, desperately trying to find water to put himself out. But there was nothing here that could save him. I watched expressionlessly as he burned into a charred corpse before collapsing onto the ground. I wondered how many survival points the system would reward me after destroying this many zombies at once. Thinking about that, I turned and walked back toward the estate.

He caught me looking at him as I looked away. "What's your name?" "Mia" I answered, not looking up at him. Kian chuckled and said, "I am Kian Alpha and solar pack and he is Ezra, Alpha of Eclipse pack". Ezra didn't look pleased that Kian helped him introduce himself but he didn't say a word. "I know", I said as they both looked at me. Had they expected me not to know them? They were fucking Alphas.

Do not release her or feed her unless it is by my orders. I stared at the broken fragments on the ground, not saying another word in defense. With a loud clank, the door was locked shut. As the darkness consumed me, the system's alarm bells rang out in my head. [Host's vitality: 18 hours remaining. Protective shield status: 30% damaged.] [A massive zombie swarm is estimated to arrive in six hours.] I could hear Alison whining on the other side of the metal door, "Let it go, Jeff. Juliet didn't mean to do it, so don't punish her too harshly.

I had to take careful steps or I would only make things worse for Zeve and my pack. Hikari got up to leave. “Where are you going?” I asked him. “Overlord should have some solution,” he said, walking out of the room. I nodded, “it’s time we have a formal meeting with Zahir. Morfan.” Morfan nodded and left. When I marked Zeve, I saw some really disturbing visions. One vision looked something like a mass suicide, another was a battle that almost wiped out an entire pack. The rest of the visions were about Zeve and her time in her pack.

Zack stepped into the moonlight streaming through the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows. He wasn't wearing a shirt. His chest was a map of scars—bite marks, claw rakes, and the jagged line where a hybrid had nearly gutted him last week. He didn't look like a tech-support specialist anymore. He looked like a scavenger. A ghost. He inhaled the cold, metallic air, his pupils dilating until his eyes were almost entirely black.

“It's a... high-level zombie, probably a monarch zombie.” “Monarch? Are you kidding me? What are we doing here then? Let's f*cking go home, old hag!” Patrick screamed, wanting to enter the humvee.

Damon I was here in a pack named the Silver Pack, which was located fifty meters away from my pack. My mate was beside me as I stared around the place with a weird feeling creeping under my skin. I'm here for a meeting in this room. The meeting had been scheduled months ago, and at that time I hadn't met Cynthia. I met her when I was investigating the incident that had happened to me where I had lost my memory. I knew that me bringing her here was nothing since she had been made the Luna of my pack. I was happy that I had made her the Luna of my pack.

"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?"

My gazed lowered and Motherfuc — He had his dick pierced! There was a shiny metal on the tip of his dick and man was his dick looking like a monster. I felt him twitch a little under my riveted gaze but then he walked up and covered his body. “What the fuck were you thinking?” Zane growled at me in anger; as he adjusted the sheet on his body to cover it. But what the holy fuck did I just see? The shiny metal on his was driving my mind crazy even though I was hurt really bad, not too long ago.

I also dreamed of myself being eaten up by zombies. One day, the military head came to me. He said, "The satellite's been destroyed." I looked at him, trembling so much that I couldn't speak. He asked, "When will the zombie wave come?" "In 30 days. They'll come in the morning," I said. I didn't know how he explained this to his men, but fighter jets left the safe zone the following morning. Later, dozens of fighter jets came and went. There were vague sounds of explosions within the safe zone.