The Dead Zone Novel Novels & Stories

I gave the apocalypse one star. The author replied: "Prove it." Now I'm Vera, the wife who dies in chapter seventeen. I have two dollars, a cheating husband, and twelve days until the dead start walking. But I wrote the review, so I know every plot hole in this book. I also have a space where time stops and nothing ever spoils. Let's see how his book ends when the reader is the one holding the pen.

Then I walked slowly to the edge of the bridge. The wind was strong, whipping my hair across my face. I closed my eyes, thinking of the warm days with my father. "Papa, we'll be together soon." Then I jumped, and the world went dark. --- Meanwhile, in the Miami penthouse. Seraphina was clinging to Axel. "Honey, my tummy hurts... I think our baby is being naughty," she cooed. "Can you stay with me?" Axel frowned, his mind elsewhere. He hadn't been able to shake a feeling of dread since Aria left.

what would be left of me when he was done? ‎ ‎"We’re entering the Dead Zone," Vance announced, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts. ‎ ‎The convoy slowed down. The two armored SUVs flanking us tightened their formation, boxing us in. ‎ ‎"Why is it called the Dead Zone?" ‎ ‎"Because nothing lives here," Vance said grimly. "Even the birds avoid this stretch. It’s too close to the Butcher’s territory." ‎ ‎The Butcher. ‎ ‎Kaelen. ‎

My lawyer husband, Chester Stratton, and our five-year-old son were kidnapped. By the time I arrived, the bomb had already detonated, and they were reduced to ashes before my eyes. My older sister, a prosecutor, had tried to help me track down the culprit, yet even she was captured and tortured to death. Everyone said my ruthless methods had earned me too many enemies, that they had suffered because of me. They said I should have been the one to die. Even the Criminal Investigation Division stripped me of my position. For three years, I secretly hunted for the mastermind. Until one day, my investigation led me to a restaurant. There, I saw my husband, my son, and my sister—the three peop

I feel like a new me us being born and the past me us being erased when I feel a new energy take over my body. By the time I come back to the ground, I am filled to the brim. My whole body is shining and surging with power. I stare into the eyes of a black wolf and then a same brown wolf beside her. Then I remember about that power stone and how I can raise half dead creatures to life. Gabriel is deaf and if it means dying while saving his life, I don't care. I will die trying. I kneel before his lifeless body, collect all the power in me into my hands and quickly shock his heart. No sign of him alive. I shock him the second time and still his heart is not beating. I am becoming frustrated b

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Currently, she was looking forward to seeing Lucas regret his actions. "Let's head inside," said Lucas slowly. After saying that, Lucas sauntered into Zone D. Lia was stunned, and she glared at Lucas from behind. After a while, she caught up to him. Both of them had just set foot in Zone D when lots of zombies came rushing over to them. Those zombies were like humans who had been starved for ten days and nights. Nevertheless, they were still alive, and they rushed toward them frantically. "Awoo! Awoo!"

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.

Brandon's voice broke the silence, "When I came to, the drugs should've knocked me out for hours. The moment I opened my eyes, Noelle was right by my side. Man, it gave me quite the jolt. "And how is she still standing? With her heart condition and all those extra shifts she's pulled this month, she should've been a wreck seeing me 'dead'." Aria chuckled mockingly. "That woman doesn't care about you. If she did, she wouldn't have just stood there without batting an eyelash." I smirked at their words. In my previous life, Oswin had actually gotten sick from their little game and ended up dying of pure rage. However, this time around, I was given a second shot at life. I would never fall for t

I clenched my hands tightly. Panic gripped me as I recalled the helplessness I had felt in my dying moments during my previous life. When I felt the strength returning to my palms, I was finally certain—I had been reborn. I glanced at the clock, knowing I would be informed that my house was on fire soon. Right on cue, the phone rang. It was our neighbor, Paula Klein. She yelled, "Caroline, get back here! Luna and Liam are home napping. Emery just left, and he isn't picking up his phone! Hurry!"