Undead Novels & Stories

Knowing more and deep, she rushes to greet the two only to be stopped and held in place as the nameless introduction echoes only to her ears. “DEATH, LIFE, OR REBIRTH, WHICH ONE WILL YOU CHOOSE? IN THIS GAME OF A NAMELESS STORY?” HARUNA Stop and somehow pulled her down unto the ground and dead upon her track. She suddenly felt the dread that she never felt before, a warning, yet a death sentence that will sweep everyone away by the stroke of midnight, but marks the salvation from the darkness that will never keep them all alive forever. The darkness she might only feel now and for the first time, but she is familiar with. The dread that only one person can give, the being that once pure but

That was when Murin looked them both dead in the eye and whispered, "We are now in the same boat as Caleb! Do not think about betraying him no matter what happens, or he will prove to you why he and the Chandlers are scarier than the Alliance, Danmarch, and Nistral! Seeing Murin's glower and determined look, both Udal and Grendel inhaled deeply. "Magister Davos is right!" Udal said, gritting his teeth and lunged toward Zoronda's five remaining elders. Shunk! Boom! With a sudden burst of Scion rank aura and burgeoning killing intent, he vaporized the five remaining Zorondan elders before they realized what was happening. Shank! Shank! Shank! Boom! Grendel gasped loudly, but he knew that his p

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.

Selena and Kevin exchanged a knowing glance, their determination deepening. "We are reborn," Selena declared, her eyes flashing with newfound strength. "Our army will rise from the depths of darkness, unstoppable and relentless." In that moment, the ground beneath them trembled, and Selena's lair transformed into a macabre spectacle. From the depths of the earth, skeletal hands emerged, followed by decaying bodies rising to their feet. The army of the undead, Selena's loyal minions, had been resurrected, their hollow eyes fixed upon their queen with unwavering loyalty.

I replied and there was a pause while I yawned. “I want Nakul!” I suddenly screamed. “Err… she is talking about our puppy.” I heard her voice and turned to see her looking at the window where the people from another car looking at us with confused expressions. “Is the puppy dead?” someone asked and I glanced straightly to see the red signal. “He is not dead and he is not a puppy.” I said in a sulking tone. “Not dead, but he ran away from home and she is sad.” Di explained.

“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

Fredrick murdered you 120 years ago at the request of his father to become the Mafia boss. He is no longer a Mafia boss but a king. What! How could This be? He has turned his mansion into a palace. Time has passed, and his mansion does not exist in modern times, but he is still very much king of undead. We have brought you back to kill him and set our people free. You are the last known person that he loved. What he is, we don't know but we called him the reincarnation of the devil. He is a Monster. Th...then what are you?

Estefania Fantozzi Saunders 1967-97 Rest in peace our beautiful angel Ryan took off the dead flowers and placed the beautiful new ones on her grave. "Hey mummy, it's Ryan. I brought new flowers for you. It's December 15th already again. I can't believe it's been so long without you. I miss you everyday. This time I brought someone with me, I have a girlfriend. Crazy huh? I really like her, I'm sure you do too" he said sadly. I bent down and touched her grave stone "hello Mrs. Saunders. I'm Maddie and I've heard so much about you. You sound like a wonderful and talented woman. I hope that we can meet one day." I smiled sadly.

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.

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.