Undead Novels & Stories

I said to Marcus, and his eyes softened a bit. "Get him treated and lock him up in the VIP cell along with his niece," Marcus said, and Uldrich was surprised at his kindness. "The Baron has an intermediary. His name is Bill Anders. He is a kappa in the Wind Pack. The place is heavily guarded with drugged-out wolves. Getting to him won't be easy. Once you find him, you will get the baron. " Uldrich told Marcus, and I was shocked at the wealth of information the man willingly divulged because of kindness.

The Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman was a Rank 8 being. The Rank 8 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman had spoken right before he noticed Lucas, Scarlet, and Rayne. He was stunned and could not comprehend why a zombie would be with two other humans. Scarlet's aura was being concealed by Lucas while Rayne's aura was not. Hence, it made the Rank 8 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman puzzled—why was a zombie together with human beings.

“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.

At first nothing was happening but th longer I purse them, the damage on the undead are slowly appearing They doesn't have a body so they could regenerate as long as dad have a mana in him and would continuously support them. That mkes it harder for me. I may be have a lot of mana with me, but I can't still control them so the more I purse them, the more my strength become depleted And daddy is aware of that that's why he's making me push myself thisbhard. It's not like I'm complaining, I am actually very happy because I could improve faster this way.

Undead Creations: Bone Knight: A towering behemoth clad in armour forged from the very bones of the fallen. These warriors are formidable in battle, their strength augmented by the souls of countless warriors bound within their skeletal frame. Summoning a Bone Knight requires a vast number of souls and a deep connection to the power of death. Wraith Stalker: A spectral assassin, swift and deadly, composed of pure ethereal energy. Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake.

on, it looked more like a human sized tub, filled with blood and skulls, bones and some other body parts afloat in the pool. 'This is a dream! I'm dead sure of it! ' Nick screamed with fear-but in his mind. Gently, he looked up to the face of the figure. What! A human face! 'This is extremely terrible! How am I going to survive this?!?! ' Nick screamed, yet again, in his mind. His heart was pounding so hard, heaving extremely heavily, back and forth. "Hello there! I'm Dr. Mario Mc'Vida! I'm the Duke of hell! I'm here to get my pearl back. So make it snappy, in order for you not visiting my golden hospitable home-Hell! Now pass it over, don't be scared. I'll do you no harm if you just give m

They both vanish in the next split second to Goddess knows where. This place is a whole mess. I do not know which is worse, the barren lands where the undead are residing or here in which thousands and millions of souls are begging for mercy. Barren lands? Undead? Where did that thought come from? I shook my head as if to erase the sudden idea that popped in my head.

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.