Novel & Cerita Undead Acres

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.

Those days felt like paradise on earth, if felt like we had the world in our palm, it felt perfect. Then, it felt like if we didn't have mamá and papá uncle Fidel and aunt Samantha would be there to fill the void of their absence but no we lost both parents cause after mamá and papà's death we didn't hear from them anymore, it felt like they disappeared from the surface of the earth and all of a sudden they appear and want to bring back the horrible past we have done our best to bury for years now. They weren't here when we needed them the most so i don't see the use of their presence anymore. ~~~~~~

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.

She said already getting angered. Luke looked at Jane in surprise. He had not expected her to react that way. But it seemed like she was scared, and he could understand why. The recent werewolf attacks had been getting closer and closer to their home, and they had both been living in fear of the next one. Then he recalled again, an unborn child. "When you say unborn child, are you pregnant?" He asked. "Yes, I found out two days ago. I have been looking for an opportunity to let you know but you have been busy and.." she replied as she placed her hand on her stomach.

The campus stretched out in eerie silence, broken only by the occasional groans of the undead. The once-vibrant environment was now a decaying graveyard, with broken glass glinting in the pale sunlight and abandoned belongings scattered along cracked pavements. Amidst this desolation, a lone figure lay sprawled in the middle of the street, arms folded beneath his head as if he were basking on a beach. Akin opened his eyes lazily, blinking up at the sky. His bloodshot irises gleamed in the light, giving him an almost ethereal appearance. He yawned, stretched, and rolled onto his side, propping himself up with one arm.