Pirate Zombies Novels & Stories

I told Sebastian all about it and he convinced our dad to invite all the children of all the chiefs that were in the same age range as us to dine with us at the palace on the full moon. We all gathered around and munched on the wild animals on the table and drank their blood till our fill. After the meal, Sebastian suggested that we play a game of combat. Sebastian made sure to pair me with the boy that I liked. I don’t quite remember what the prize was but I do remember that at our age, we would kill for it. Even though it was just a game that we played for fun, Caleb wouldn’t fight me, he lost to me on purpose because he was scared that he would hurt me, I knew he wanted the prize but back

As I grew older and overheard conversations between papa and his 'colleagues', I soon figured out what the fuck was going on. I was fourteen when I found out. My papa killed his brother and his family to take over the Spanish mafia himself. He did all of this for money. Our family wasn't poor before this, so papa had no reason to be this greedy. He got caught up in all of this avarice that he ended up killing his own family. It wasn't like uncle Pedro didn't send us money either, he would always help us when we asked. Yet, papa didn't appreciate his brother's efforts enough...

Even so, it still makes aggressive zombies not afraid of pain and panic, but fortunately, at this time, Tadhg Walter's Iron Earth Ax was able to kill it in time, using the strength of a level five white-haired zombie did not stop it. It didn't take long to get the Iron Earth Ax, plus the golden bug on the side, it didn't take long to kill the remaining level 5 white-haired zombies. As usual, Cadell Brian and the Ghost Scene Female General picked up a few white feathered zombie corpses of level four or higher and put them in the storage bag. The two of them couldn't help but take out another bag of things from their bodies, and it was a bit unclear what the young man in front of him wanted so

Pigsy shouted, "Damn, what the hell is this? People who do not look like people, ghosts who do not look like ghosts?" Alex inherited the Ultimate Book of Medicine and was still hunting for all the strange knowledge. But, at a glance, he could see through the nature of these corpse soldiers. "These are zombies and very vicious living corpses. They sacrificed people who were alive. I did not expect that the Miller family, with such an ancient heritage, actually keeps such things at home." Zendaya nodded. "To use living people to refine corpses. There really isn’t any bottom line anymore." However, they heard even more astonished voices, precisely those of the Miller family speaking.

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

He roars in frustration and the creatures attack. The girls head the charge with Mark and I behind them. The two sides clash and sounds like a wave crashing into the side of a cliff taking bits and pieces of rock with it as it recedes into the ocean. The smell of blood fills the air as some warriors lose their lives along with the scent of rotting eggs or a bloated dead whale as we take out these zombie creatures one by one. It is truly one of the worst smells I have ever encountered. The grass is stained red from our shifters mixed with a black substance from the zombies. It’s really a horrendous sight.

“Well, there’s your old enemy Ganzorig. There’s this bomb expert and firebug, Zonghuo. Lastly, there’s Zaterra who’s a… nobody. He doesn’t have any clan or ki powers because he was an orphan from the Far West. He wields crescent moon knives and claims to be the pioneer of a technique he calls the Drunken Fist. Personally, I think it’s just his excuse to drink a lot.” “Well, there’s the pirate life for you,” Sasha said. “Live like a fish, drink like a fish.” “And that’s it,” Aki finished. “That makes a total of ten pirates aboard this ship.”

They lead certain lookouts for any spotted offender in line with the job they are called for; fishing out the weres, vamps and zombs. Normally, Tartal was the creator of the zombies, a grave sin totally considering the fact that they are originations from dead humans and this reason, the rogues were even careful not to mingle with him. That should also explain how easy it was for them to have had an alliance with Rex. What a betrayer! After they've digested the whole game thing, a fight erupted quickly. Mia on her part was trying to disguise her moves in case they were going to find her out like that.

for her eyes to adjust to the dimness. When they did, she could see movement out on the barges. The band had begun putting away their instruments, too. In just a little while, it would be dark enough for the fireworks to start. She dropped the sparklers onto the ground in front of her and took Rave’s hand in hers. “Hey,” Cali said, leaning in front of Rave so she could talk to Leesa more quietly. “I almost forgot. Did you hear about those two kids in Maine who got all bit up? Their friends said it was zombies who did it, but no one could find any trace of ‘em. When Rave and his buddies killed the zombies in our dorm, the things stayed right where they died.” “Yeah, we heard about it,” Leesa

Her curses stopped abruptly because the lifeboat suddenly tilted violently. A horde of zombies grabbed the boat from underwater! "Ah! Get away! Don't touch me!" Winnie kicked and struggled frantically at the rotting arms, but to no avail. Hans desperately struck the zombies with the oars, pleadingly looking at me. "Clarissa! Please! For the sake of our years together..." I silently watched them struggle, feeling calm. My voice was soft, yet each word pierced the heart, "Hans, do you know that you pushed me into a horde of zombies in my past life?"