Invader Zim Zita นิยาย & เรื่องราว

One of them displays a pocket watch while the others say accept and decline. "Accept mission..." She mutters. The 'accept' button forms a thin light before exploring the whole space and disperse. A voice chimed in her ears. [ Thank you for being the second human to use the Z system... As the creator of the system, Linda Brown will give you a bonus that will be of use in your crucial state! Please enjoy your stay!] Ava's jaws plummet for the second time after she finished skimming the news... "My...my mother is the one who created this scenario!!" How come she doesn't know this?

“And we’re yours,” Zia said proudly, linking her arm with mine like we were about to skip into battle. “So if we have to cause a little arson to protect your dignity, then baby—hand me the lighter.” My wolf purred like a demon cat inside me. (I like them. I want to howl with them. We should form a girl gang. We’ll call ourselves The Biters.) “I can’t believe this is real,” I groaned. “One second I’m sparring like a respectable Omega, the next second I’m apparently auditioning to be Lucian’s Luna by dry-humping him in front of toddlers. And now I’m a villain? For winning?!”

Since he ruined her scheme and placed the wolf-less slut on a pedestal, then she would remember to return this debt with interest! Tightly clenching her fists, Celia snorted at the hoard of supernaturals congregating on the training field, threw a hateful glance at the slut bent on snatching her man, then turned and waved through the mob. Her time would come, and when it did, she would remind everyone that disregarded her who Celia Dmitri exactly was! "Daddy is awesome!" Zara cheered. "Of course. He's our dad after all." Zanai proudly puffed out his chest.

Katarina I’ve been increasingly suspicious of Zane since he started making secret calls. Earlier, he snuck out of the room to answer a call from Adam, thinking I was asleep and wouldn’t notice. But I’ve been onto him. The werewolves are planning an attack, and Zane didn’t want me to know. I couldn’t risk him knowing that I overheard, so I played along. I can’t be mad at him. Of course, he doesn’t trust me. And he’s right—he shouldn’t.

“It was at that. We had countries targeting us with germ warfare and us targeting them back. Third world countries were fighting with each other, the nuclear war, and then an alien invasion. Calling it a crazy time is putting it mildly.” “So, the aliens are mush,” Imogene said as she poured more hot water into her teacup. “What’s on today’s agenda.” “The human zombies,” Kendra offered. “My aunt wants to test her cure on them.” Vernon’s excitement showed in his voice as he said, “If it works, we’ll have three more warriors to help us with our mission.” Imogene leaned against the counter. “How is it administered? Is it airborne like the virus?”

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

He’s old enough to be my grandpa, but damn that man can kick ass. After I wash off, I step out of the lake to dry off with a shitty towel I have. I’m not even sure it’s really a towel anymore, more like a rag. I’m halfway through drying off when screams from the camp ring through the woods. Shit! They found us. I toss on my shirt, but a dart hits me in the thigh. Suddenly, I become woosy. I fall to my knees as two zombies approach. Two zombies approach me. “Is this her boss?” The one with pale blonde hair asks.

Zita stood nearby, her twin daggers slick with crimson, watching the four of them with a look of dark, twisted amusement. "Stop it! All of you! This is precious!" Zita laughed, the sound surreal and haunting amidst the carnage. She stepped back, sheathing her blades with a choreographed flourish. "Look at yourselves. Can't you see the comedy in this? The 'Conqueror’s' finest and the 'Twilight's' best, tripping over their own hearts."

Zita’s head shook, “I don’t wish that type of life for you, Abi, I wouldn’t even wish it for my enemy.” “Here,” Abigail smiled weakly. She was hurting inside, but she tried her best to hide it from her friend. “That’s the only place for me right now, you know, based on the fact that I have lost my womb and all.” “Abi!!” Zita exclaimed and covered her mouth. She was still Zita, even though her soul and spirit now resides in the shell of another body. “All this trouble for me? I was just a slave!” Zita said. The tears dropped from her now bright eyes.

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.