Undead Acres Novels & Stories

"This place has a weird atmosphere. Like someone died here before." Frank didn't answer immediately. He stood a few feet away, his back to me, hands in his pockets. "Not really," he said finally, his voice low. "But maybe someone will soon." I turned sharply. "What do you mean by that?" Before he could answer, I heard footsteps behind me. Heavy. Deliberate. I spun around. Three masked men emerged from the shadows of the unfinished building. Each wore dark clothing and a black ski mask that hid their faces. In their hands, they gripped wooden clubs—thick, brutal, the kind meant to break bones.

The door swung open, and there stood Chester, who was supposed to have been a fixture in the morgue for the past two weeks. I nodded at him, my face a blank slate. "It's been a while!" The relatives froze, their exchanged glances screaming silent panic. "Ah!" "He's alive!" "I said we shouldn't visit the morgue after midnight, but no, you had to see for yourselves!" "All this for a few bucks from selling their organs? It's not worth dying over." My aunt, gripping Theodore's arm and shaking it, wailed. I let out an icy laugh, lifted my hand, and gave Chester a slap that left a red mark blazing on his cheek.

He handed each of us a copy of the test results without a word. King Damian chanced a look at me. "The soil beneath the playground where the children died had traces of old blood magic. We found the witch’s signature buried in the earth. But the thing is..." "What?" The King asked. "Who was it?" He looked scared to give us the name. “The Grey Bone Coven,” he whispered, like it hurt to say it. “They marked the place and mistakenly left a trace spell. It's an Old technique but we found them."

Years later after the war had ended, Members of the Jade wolf formed an alliance with other pack Alphas and they became the rulers of the underworld, they were to institute justice and care for their packs. At least that was what the goal was in the beginning, Tara fell in love with a human, and she got pregnant for him but was betrothed to the son of the Midnight Wolf pack when the news came that she had a child for the human, wolves sought to kill her and her child so she fled. Harry was born on a blood moon night, the sky was red as blood and there was not a single cloud in the sky, Tara was alone to care for her child as the other wolves had killed her human lover and forced her to run a

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.

ROWAN The good thing about our visit to The Undead was that the ghost alpha ended up accepting the donation. Well, his beta did. Maybe it was because of what his alpha said, and he wanted us to leave as soon as possible. What was bad was the fact that Damon told me that he was blocked, he couldn’t sense anything.

“The army whom we thought of as a myth were on the battlefield, killing anyone in their way.” The Undead are Dragons who were cursed by the Moon Goddess for rebelling against her. Together with the other gods, they had tried to kill her and her mate but the Moon Goddess trapped all of them in a mountain called Veneer. Since then, the Gods have been dormant while the Dragons became Undead. They are skeleton-like being which cannot be killed unless a witch buries them. The Undead were thought to be mere tales until Phillippe saw them with his own eyes during the Battle of Ezealyra. If it was not for Emperor Alexei and his witch mate, they would have all been dead.

(1197) Amber It was a sunny day with not much going on in the houses lining the sidewalk. I moved back into the small town that I lived in when I was a kid on the outskirts of a busy city. I had no reason to return to this dreadful place other than a letter I received in the mail. Pulling into the driveway I saw my family home overgrown with vines not having been touched in years. Not since my parents deaths, saying they deserved it would have been an understatement. They way the treated my siblings and I they were lucky it was strangers and not their own blood.

Bery again looked at the other bank and shuddered all over, alert. From the forest appeared something that carried danger. Huge, dark carcass. Small silver eye beads. Bloodied mouth. Silent ugly screech. Undead. Fat, beefy undead. Right on the border. She cannot cross pure flowing water, but she did not come for this. She came for the girl.

Thea gets serious again. “Well, she told me that she came up with the name Undead not because they couldn’t die, like she wrote in her journal, but because they actually died before they were revived. An Undead is created through death, literally. That’s how Thalia created her first one: she killed the guy then revived him through dark magic. She could only make one because it drained a lot of her power. Next Undeads can be created without magic. The only thing needed would be a born Undead’s blood. It couldn’t be the first one that Thalia created, since he wasn’t born as an Undead, but… he had a son... and Cornelia has been using his blood to create Undeads for years. Who knows how many of