Vampire Werewolf Zombie Novels & Stories

Derek stood at the edge of the desolate graveyard, his heart heavy with grief. The moon hung high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the tombstones and ancient trees. He was a vampire, cursed with immortality and a thirst for blood, but tonight, his fangs were useless against the pain that consumed him. Beside him stood a pack of werewolves and his fellow vampires, their fierce and wild presence a stark contrast to his pale and delicate features. They were his family, his pack, and their loyalty was unwavering. Among them was his sister Victoria, her life tragically cut short Blake and his army.

“Yes, we are.” He turned resting his arm on the bar behind me as he took another drag. “Want to do a thought experiment on it?” “Vampires drink blood. They’re basically dead.” I scowled at him. “Nothing dead can have children,” he said glancing at me. “Thus, vampires are not dead.” I blinked at him. “Vampires drink blood.” “If a werewolf drinks the blood of a golden werewolf, from a…” he frowned. “What is it you call it? Werewolves with magic.”

Lasters was the first to react, commanding his furies to reverse their battle formation. Vampires and werewolves from various clans began to appear from the bushes with all white clouded eyes that glowed from within. - What the hell is this? Voilon said in surprise. - These are fucking zombies, someone controls them, go ahead! Baruz growls. The werewolves attacked their former brethren with fury. The dull-eyed with the fury of a berserker, not sparing their own existence, rushed into battle. Their attacks were often suicidal, but carried only one goal to injure or kill their opponent, like a kamikaze *

“I found the horde. I think it’s worth asking them for help.” “Say what?” Jasper incredulously exclaimed. “Ask the zombies for help?” “Why not?” Ben asked. “You said yourself that it was the zombie venom that killed the vampires. Thanks to you, they’re immune to the werewolf bite and the wolves haven’t got their powers enhanced enough to go into a den full of vampires. The zombies are our surest bet.” Jasper chose to ignore the dig about the fact that the vampires were immune to the werewolf bite because of him. It was a fact, but it didn’t mean that Ben needed to rub it in. Even so, it wasn’t the time for conflict over ego and hurt feelings.

“It is enough to have to battle each other without throwing the human race into the mix.” “You war with each other?” Jasper asked with surprise. Rowan nodded. “Indeed,” he said, “The werewolf and vampire are fierce enemies.” “And zombies?” Jasper asked. “What about them?” “The zombie is a curious anomaly,” Rowan began. “Unlike the vampire or werewolf, it is not a creation from another dimension come here. A zombie is the result of a virus that takes hold of a recently deceased corpse and causes just enough animation to allow it to function in the most primitive of ways.”

he said and hurried around the side of the house. “It’s a long story,” Rhett told Connery. “But there’s a virus that turns humans into zombies. Whilst they’re alive, vampire blood is a cure – but not all vampire blood. If they die, well…” He looked towards the side of the house. “If werewolves get bitten, we get sick. Vampire blood cures us too.” “And these zombies are just… walking around?” Connery arched an eyebrow. “Sort of,” Cameron admitted. “We had thought that Leighton had most of them though he hasn’t been able to get a full head count without getting to the cave where he was keeping them.”

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!

"Tige! I'm in trouble. I need you." "Frank, Tony, Keada, Cyrene, Kaniji—to my home! We're being attacked!" The air in the room seemed to thicken. Anyone with a sense of the supernatural could tell that something huge was about to happen. Before their eyes, Vampires began to appear. They dotted the room out of nowhere. Julie was first and didn't have to ask any questions. The sight of the roomful of werewolves was self-explanatory. Ran was a step behind her along with both of their Vampire assistants. They all stared at the werewolves, who were busy turning here and there trying to protect themselves on all sides from attack.

I looked at each of them slowly. “What if I told you there was another way?” The youngest blinked. “What way?” “Leave.” They stared at me like I’d just suggested flying. “You’re joking,” one of the others said. “I’m not.” I leaned forward slightly. “Join us.” The tallest wolf narrowed his eyes. “Us?” “We have wolves,” I said. “And vampires.” That got their full attention. “Vampires?” the seventeen-year-old blurted. “You’re fighting with vampires?”

Unknown P.o.v Lola had become a key player in this game of ours, a game that ended in life and death. What was even more entertaining, she was clueless about her true nature. An anomaly; Half-werewolf, Half-vampire. Something such as her simply didn't exist in our world. You were one of three: Human, Werewolf, Vampire. There were plenty of Werewolves and Vampires mixed with Humans, but Human's were a grey area. Werewolves had their mates, Vampire's chose their own. Werewolves never mated with Vampires, it simply wasn't fate.