Invader Zim Style Novels & Stories

I still haven't recovered my powers back yet and it was so hard to live so ordinarily. "Are you lost young lady?" A kid asked walking up to me in his cute little outfit. The outfit looked exactly like the one they made back in my world which I found stranger than the fact that he was calling me a young lady when he looked like he could fit into half of a potato sack. "I am in fact lost, care to help me find my way cutie pie?" I stretched my hands to lift him up, I loved playing with kids. I grabbed him and he disappeared.

"I'm right on time." Ziah approached, and I was struck by his style. He was dressed in a sleek, white turtleneck sweater that hugged his muscles, paired with tailored grey pants, polished black Chelsea boots, a stylish watch, and a hint of sophisticated cologne, he exuded the confident air of a high-fashion model, or better still, a fashion god. His curls looked more defined, luxuriously thick and glossy, and fell into soft, defined ringlets. "You like what you see?" he winked at me.

Instead, in its place was the flaming hot body of a highly trained alpha who had very clearly, worked hard to chisel out every muscle that was adding spice to his delicious body. The way his delectable V line trailed to his- …. “I know you wanna see the magnificent end of the trail, babe but c’mon ! We need to slow down a bit, don’t you think, Timz ?” that narcissistic, hella sexy man teased while smirking. Shit. Shit. Shit. He caught me ! Someone please make me vanish !! “You can turn invisible,” Zumi deadpanned. “That won’t help, bitch !! He fucking caught me staring at his man tools !” I internally sobbed.

“How..you..?” I sputtered, still crouched up on the couch like the floor had opened into the Abyss. “You seem shocked by my presence, I apologize. When you are as old as I am, one tends to learn a few tricks.” Zin winked at me after he spoke, which seemed out of place with his clean cut dark features. He looked more like a cooperate CEO then Cash did on his dressed up days. “Uh, yea, okay. No problem. Knock next time?”

, he stated and sat down. James finger-walked away from his desk, and turned to Zee, "Next", he said a grin barely suppressed. Zee stood up, Rinzen hummed as he took them in, they were skinny and wore revealing clothes that for one, held a lacy quality to their clothes, sheer in a way but it was black, which both hid everything and put it on display. Slim-fit blazer and long slim fit trousers. Their skin was almost translucent white which accentuated their white hair, red lips, and teal-colored eyes.

Zayn heaved a sigh and said, “To be honest, I have a secret that I haven’t told all of you all this time.” Dilidaer’s expression changed drastically at once upon hearing Zayn’s remark. It was because she knew what Zayn was about to tell them. Just as she was about to speak and stop Zayn, Zayn said, “In truth, I’m not from this world, but I come from another world and I’m an invader that you loathe.” Everyone at the scene changed their countenances violently upon hearing that. In fact, quite a number of people had even backed away and looked at Zayn differently.

But the pimp was even crazier because he immediately allowed them to work. And now, they were being dressed up by a makeup artist. Fortunately, they didn't have to wear clothes that were too revealing or sexy. They only wore casual T-shirts and shorts. Yes, even though this still made Cylo uncomfortable. “Tsk, this is going to be one of my worst memories,” said Cylo when he saw his appearance, which was too soft and sweet, not his style. Unlike Cylo, Ivo smiled happily, his cute yet still sexy appearance. “Relax, buddy. We only have to do this once to get the money to buy weapons and gadgets. And after that, we'll be free.”

“Brilliant.” I dashed upstairs. I wanted something simple, not too much….except everything in my wardrobe screamed stripper attending a charity gala. I groaned until my eyes landed on Zed’s section. A hoodie. Black. Oversized. Smelling exactly like him. I put it on. It swallowed me whole, the sleeves covering half my fingers… but it smelled like heaven. I sniffed it and smiled stupidly. Slides on, hair in a ponytail, no makeup…I was ready. The compound felt cold when I stepped outside. Beautiful but quiet… like a mansion made of secrets.

I invited him to join me, he happily agreed because he said it was free. I wanted to slap him but I decided to restrain myself, after all this will be my payment for slandering and blaming him without his permission. Let's pay for the chimis he brought. Haizz... I'm such a good friend. I could help but silently patted my back. Now, Kaiden doesn't look like a zombie anymore. Instead, he looks like a kid with his eyes shining bright after seeing the food. We were sited closed on the floor to ceiling glass window, making us see everything outside.

She also had a thing for zombies, which was how the three of them connected and started chatting. She added fuel to a never-ending debate that Zeke and Trevor had for the longest time: Zeke with his distaste of the zombie subculture or with any silly import from the mother country versus Trevor's adoration of it. She was on Trevor's side and made their position more convincing. In the end, Zeke lost his stance on the zombie/Colony import debate but gained a new friend.