Undead Acres Novels & Stories

Ansel leaned against my side, his small fingers gripping the front of my dress. "Mother, where's Father?" "He's gone." "Gone where?" "Where he belongs." Ansel gave a small, uncertain nod and did not ask again. The procession reached the family grounds. The coffin was lowered into the earth, the grave was sealed, and the headstone was set in place. Two names were carved into the stone. "General Stellan Montclair. Lady of Fidelity, Daphne Langford. Buried together." From that day forward, the whole world knew that Stellan Montclair was dead and Daphne Langford had followed him to the grave. They were 'buried together' for eternity.

The infected weren’t the only threat anymore. That much had become clear over the past few weeks. It wasn’t just the shambling hordes of zombies that kept me awake at night, but the survivors—the desperate ones, the ones who had lost too much, the ones who saw others as nothing more than resources to take.

The Unbreakable Accord, framed in pixels. Night fell, a gentle cloak over the secure estate. The grandparents had left. Bella was asleep in her crib, a monitor emitting soft, rhythmic static. William and Mimi stood on the veranda, the city’s distant lights glittering like a fallen galaxy below them. The air was cool, carrying the scent of night-blooming jasmine. “It’s real, isn’t it?” William said, his voice barely above a whisper. He stared at the horizon. “It’s over. It’s just… us.”

She sighed then her gaze shifted to my arm. "What happened to your arm?" Annah points at my left arm that's wrapped in a casket. "Don't worry about it." She eyes me for a second then lets it go knowing that I'll be fine. "Anyway, back to business." Annah is an arms dealer, her company is one of the best companies out there they call themselves 'The Caters' She does dirty work here and there but she knows how to cover up her tracks

Amanda and Hannah ran to greet him, their faces beaming with excitement. "Uncle Rajan! You made it!" Hannah exclaimed, throwing her arms around him. Rajan hugged her back, his eyes twinkling with pride. "Of course, Hannah. I would never miss this adventure," he said. Amanda led Rajan to her house, where they discussed their plan of action. They knew that they had to be careful and strategic if they were going to infiltrate the vampires and find information that would stop Darell from marrying Marcelyn. "We need to find that special weapon that can destroy vampires. Do you know where we can find it, Rajan?" Amanda asked.

Stepping into the yard where i send different bodies into without being there brought an unusual feeling to consume me and a murky feeling settled in my chest at every step I took that drew me to their resting place. "Leonard Elzandre, Elsa Elzandre" my parents name caught my eyes and at that moment I couldn't control the lone tears that rolled down my cheeks. I wouldn't be cliche and start speaking to the covered earth that had just their bones in it but I do believe their souls hung around to hear the message in my heart cause the emotions I was feeling was too much to handle at this point and I found it difficult to open my mouth. Slowly my sadness faded away and I was struck with anger a

He was still amused that he could feel this way about a woman after years of boasting that he doesn't do love or relationships. Brian was still thinking if he should leave Vee a text message or call her. It was 4 am in North Carolina and he was sure She was still fast asleep. But something caught Brian's attention, a text message from an unknown number. Out of curiosity, he opened it. Brian Matthews' heart shattered with what he came face to face with. The unknown person had sent him naked pictures of Vanessa and Henry, cuddling on the bed. He or she also sent pictures of their clothes scattered across the floor.

“We decided to cut the bond between the Madrigal’s and Valdez.” “ Why?” I heard Zared asked with a calm tone. “ You knew what happened to them few months ago, right?” my mother asked. “ They got into an accident without us knowing the very root of it.” “ Something about the Salvador’s that made them got into an accident.” Aunt Zandra went on. “ It wasn’t their fault.” “ Who’s Salvador’s?” Zaine interfered. “ The surname of your real best friend, Zaine. Cheska Leign Salvador, does it ring a bell?” His mom asked him. That made Zaine’s brows furrowed into a thin a line.