Invader Zim Xmas Novels & Stories

“Yeah. Come celebrate with me and Scars and Keira. Wolf will be there too and a few other guys, I’m sure. Kansas said something about coming over, and maybe Jinx.” “But – you don’t even know me,” Jo said. “Isn’t Christmas for family?” “Jesus Christ, woman,” Zoe said in mock exasperation. “Haven’t you been listening to a damn word that I’ve been saying?” “Ummm… I think I have.”

The pain was too deep to continue a relationship filled with lies. “Mrs. Zia, I think the weather is very bad. Please stay at home.” For some reason, the security guard guarding the house felt uneasy seeing Zia dressed warmly to go out. Zia laughed softly in response. “Everyone will be celebrating Christmas Eve, sir. You should also have fun instead of worrying about me.” It was true that Zia's heart was hurting. But she didn't want to bring that energy to people who were supposed to enjoy their New Year's Eve celebration. She was trying to look fine.

Their golden glow casting an ethereal light that reflected in his dilated pupils. "You look breathtaking bathed in gold," Zavian said appreciatively, drinking in every inch of Emmeline's illuminated form. "Won't the lights shock me?" she asked in a small voice. Zavian chuckled softly, his breath tickling her skin. "These lights don't use electricity, so you're safe," he reassured her, raising her bound hands above her head and leaning in close to her flushed face. "I can't wait to see you under red lights next Christmas," he murmured before capturing her lips in a soft kiss again. "But let's focus on this Christmas for now," he added with a smirk.

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

It was protecting its children from the zombie horde. Even zombies instinctively protected their offspring. And yet my own sister spent every waking moment plotting against me. The thought left a bitter chill in my chest. Fortunately, my sadness lasted less than three seconds before my mood brightened again. Because at that exact moment, the system informed me that the zombie siege had counted as a major survival crisis. Even though I had survived partly thanks to the zombie bird’s help, I was still eligible for a special reward because of it.

It's past twelve am and officially Christmas morning. I turn in Zeke's hold, tracing the lines of his cheekbones and perfectly shaped lips. His tongue darts out and tastes the tip of my finger. I gasp inaudibly. His eyes crack open at a slow pace, like he's in this place of peace he never wants to end. He's smiling at me and I can't stop the heat creeping up my neck. "Someone looks thoroughly fucked." He jokes, tucking a fallen strand of hair behind my ear. "Merry Christmas, Marelyn."

"I'm back with Taren." Taren extended his hand. "It's nice to see you again." "The pleasure is mine," Mr. Cummings replied, shaking his hand. "What can I do for you today?" Taren glanced over at Kiki and then turned back to the man who looked so much like Santa Claus. "Christmas presents." "Christmas is over," he replied. Taren nodded, his lips curling into a smile. "Yes, but we didn't get to celebrate properly, so we're going to make up for it tonight."

Day fifteen of the zombie apocalypse. Famine had fully set in. There was nothing edible left in the penthouse. Even the expensive potted plants had been ripped out by the roots and eaten by Julian. He and Jessica were nothing but skin and bones, their eyes sunken, like two walking skeletons. Jessica was even worse off.

[Juliet's POV] The music at the celebration party continued. Surrounded by a crowd, Alison basked in the crowd's repetitive praises. Suddenly, a deafening boom came from the city walls. Overlapping growls and roars of zombies tore through the atmosphere. Terror erupted instantaneously. People in the crowd screamed, "It's a swarm of zombies! A massive swarm of zombies!" A guard ran over, staggering along the way. "The lightning barrier on the right of the base has been breached. There's a massive gap. Zombies are coming through soon!"

We wanted to have a Christmas together as a family. And then the surprise turned into a nightmare. The first thing my in-laws received after they went into the villa was not a hug. Instead, it was a basin of dirty water. Zack was standing at the porch, sizing us up with disgust. "Ms. Sampson's villa isn't home for the homeless. They're your parents, aren't they, Felix? Figures. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Ugh, I can still smell the mud on them."