Invader Zim Picture Novels & Stories

“My mother has been kidnapped! Our house is destroyed! How could you possibly think that I’m—?” “Vaelora,” Zane’s voice interrupted us, sharp and cutting through our argument like a knife. We both snapped our heads toward him. Zane was standing by the remains of the mantelpiece. He was holding a heavily singed, silver picture frame. The glass was shattered, and the photograph inside was badly burned around the edges, but the face of the man in the picture was still clearly visible. Zane held it up, his golden eyes fixed entirely on me, his expression suddenly very serious. “Who is the man in this picture?”

[Juliet's POV] Deep into the night, I crouched on the city wall, handing energy crystals over like a machine. Alison waved her hand impatiently. "Hurry up. Quit dawdling. You're gonna drag everyone in this city down with you if you delay my progress with fortifying the walls." I remained silent as I handed another crystal to her. On the faint golden protective shield—visible only to me—the cracks spread wider and wider. All of a sudden, a ten-foot-tall mutant zombie thrust its arm right through the lightning and protective barrier. With an effortless slash with its sharp nails, it stumbled its way inside.

It shone in the light illuminating overhead as he flipped the file open with shivering hands. "Bloody hell!" Cole expressed loudly while Hunter just lost his voice as their gazes fell on the first set of evidence— pictures of Zara taken from afar, but clear enough to show that it was her. They were not just any pictures... But pictures of her standing half naked in dark alleys, or fully naked in the BDSM club she went to. What made the pictures worse were men. Different men. Each picture had Zara with a different man, pressed against the wall or on the floor, being banged with legs either on their shoulders or in the air.

Then Michael sight a crown that was draw on the van, he remember that most of the zombies that attack them were stab with a knife, that has the symbol of crown on it. "Who are you people?" Michael asked again. The person holding the mic reply "Is that how to say thank you to the people that helped you? anyways We are the virus! We are the zombies!!."

"You called for us urgently. Is there new information about Vex?" I nod, gesturing to the scrolls laid out on the table. "Yes, there is, and it's a revelation that changes everything. Look at this," I say, unrolling the scroll that holds the image of Vex and the young boy. "It's a portrait of Vex with a child, a boy who bears an uncanny resemblance to Zion."

I cannot believe this guy has no respect for me. “So are you Zane?” He asked me instead and didn't care that I was fussing. “Securities!!!” I yelled and walked towards the alarm button to call their attention. “Oh..Ho … hold on right there. There's something I'll like you to see” He turned his laptop screen for me to see. On the screen was a picture of Rita putting on a fish net lingerie. “Uhh…you probably didn't see that clearly. Here’s another one “ He swiped the screen to a picture of Rita stack naked.

How could he decide I was always amazing? I was about to reply when my eyes caught on something. There, in the very bottom drawer, which was left open, and although the drawers above slightly covered it since they were also half opening, I saw a picture. It was Zurin hugging a female from behind, and they both had big smiles on their faces. It must be her. Eve. -- ZURIN

Not because he found me even the least bit attractive. Zane: Though my vote will always be no clothes, you have killer legs, you know that right? BTW I wouldn't say no to a few scantily clad pictures - just to get me through the night. I Googled a picture of a marshmallow and edited it to put a bikini top on it then sent it. Zane: I think I just orgasmed. Fallon: There's more where that came from. Zane: Talk dirty to me - wait let me get comfortable - shirt's off, I'm ready, hit me with it.

It’s Zain. “To make things fair, and for you to stop being embarrassed….” I wait, what is he…ding. Well now. A picture comes through. My checks flame and a heat ignites in my belly. His muscular chest and exquisite abs stare back at me. I can see water droplets sprinkled across his gorgeous dark skin. Making trails all the way down to that perfect V. That is where it stops. I shake my head at myself when I open the photo to full screen to see what else may be visible. I can admit to myself I am a little disappointed that the photo is cropped right at the good parts. I mean, its all good parts, but now my curiosity is peeked. I want to know what lies below the edge of this picture. Purely for

to express his joy. After a while, Ava's resentment and Cheng's satisfaction ends when the girl shrieked in surprise. Her eyes never leave the picture of the apple green skin that covered some of her flesh. One of her feet and some of her fingers reveal a bare-bones view. "I am a zombie?" Her face twisted in confusion... [Even the name is “Z system” it's a written you will have an appearance of a zombie!"] Cheng palms his forehead in strain. Firmly believe that she is somewhat foolish in certain things just a little bit more talkative than her mother...