Lalat Zombie Novels & Stories

Jasper’s POV I had never seen a dead body. The body of the girl my best friend, Keller, and I found under a bridge was Lanie. She was a sigma werewolf and a hardcore addict, not like the party girls we meet at the clubs. Keller is a werewolf. We’ve been friends since grade school and I just found out he is a werewolf a couple of months ago. He tells me most of the sigmas he has ever met are addicts or prostitutes. Except for his girlfriend, Zara. She’s a sigma, but doesn’t even drink.

Working through this, the list of names was displayed right there, and I clicked on her name at once, and a gasp left my lips. I was looking at secrets that have been hiding, a picture image of Georgette with a knife as blood gushes out from it made me tremble a little. Thinking that was the worst, I clicked on the next screen and almost felt myself dropping dead from the shock that was looking right at me. She was in some gang? A group that kills people? What the heck is happening right here? There was no need to deny that because right here is the truth about who she was and that shocked me so much.

The flickering torches barely illuminated the way, but I pressed on, leading my small group to safety. At last, we emerged from the darkness and into the cool night air, where the sounds of battle had begun to fade. I was greeted by a gruesome scene, I covered my mouth to hold back a shriek as my eyes widened in fear and horror, bodies brutally torn apart were seen lying dead on the grounds, lycans ripping and shredding each other to pieces, I immediately slumped on the ground while shaking and shivering uncontrollably "Hailey quick we have to leave," Natalia said, "Everything will be okay, Killian will get here soon and deal with the Intruders,"

After that, he turned around and gave the Sacred Spring Water to Fiona, who he said needed "recovery." Vivian wiped her tears and looked at him coldly. "You took her only chance to survive and gave it to someone else. You killed Daisy!" When Vincent heard those words, he started shaking. His strength gave out, and he dropped to the floor. "So she really was sick... I thought she was just causing trouble. I killed her..." Then something seemed to hit him. He lifted his head suddenly. "Soul Decay Syndrome is a fatal condition caused by long-term depression and emotional distress. Daisy was my Luna. She never suffered like that. How could she have gotten something like this?"

She was sitting comfortably on the bed, enjoying a plate of spicy drumsticks like someone who had never been sick a day in her life. The moment she heard Zelda’s voice outside the room, her eyes widened. “Oh, shit.” She quickly dropped the drumstick in her hand, wiped her mouth clean, pushed the plate away, and immediately threw herself back onto the bed. Her eyes closed. Her breathing slowed. Within seconds, she transformed herself into the sick and unconscious Luna everyone believed her to be. Zelda finally made it to Leah’s room after dealing with several questions and unnecessary resistance from the nurses. The moment she stepped inside, she spotted Leah lying motionless on the bed.

"Why is it so loud this early..." His voice was cut off. On the screen back in the bunker, Julian's pupils widened. He froze as if someone had cast a curse on him. The once-bustling downtown streets had become a hellscape. Burning vehicle wrecks were everywhere. Torn flesh and innards littered the ground, and hundreds, maybe thousands, of bloodstained zombies staggered through the streets. One zombie lay sprawled on the hood of a sedan, greedily gnawing on a human leg.

[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!"

I'd never love a woman with no brains like you! He pulled up the ladder entirely and disappeared into the vent. The zombies were getting closer now. I could hear their roars even from where I stood. I shot down a couple that got too close. Through the corner of my eye, I saw Yvonne stood petrified, and she was shaking all over. A zombie lunged at her. I thought it would tear her apart, but Yvonne rolled out of the way, then she snapped up a metal pipe and smashed it down on the zombie.

It all seemed to mock my weakness. My mind replayed the altercation relentlessly. I saw Rykor's eyes, how they flickered with a mix of shock and something else, something I dared not name. His pack’s faces, previously bright with warmth, turned mute with disillusionment. Blood pounded in my ears as I curled onto the floor, my body racked with silent sobs. Anyone or anything I touched died. The marks on my skin stood as a grotesque testament to my cursed existence—a tattooed ledger of my sins. Could I ever escape the sense of dread, or would I forever be the Luna of Death, feared and isolated?

| 17 Kayzel_123: Ecto? | Mrs. Lapuz watches in horror as rival players gather around Ecto and batter him with various weapons. These warriors are different from the earlier fare of goblins and zombies. Mrs. Lapuz counts five players and they’re all attractive. To her, they look like superheroes in Marvel movies because even when they look weird or dark, they’re still stylish.