Novel & Cerita White Zombie Soul-crusher

"You should have told me to bring a mask." "I'm sorry, I thought you're not coming and Dad told me to keep this a secret from anyone until it's over." I was about to speak when suddenly the surroundings became quiet. Out of the darkness, a man came out, smelled like a corpse. He slowly walked towards us, smiling as he tilted his head. It looks like a zombie in the movie people are watching now. Van and I once pulled out the silver knife and prepared for his approach. I was suddenly startled when blood dripped from his lips. Annoying! I couldn't wait for him to get closer. I rushed and stabbed him in the neck and just like thunder and lightning an army of corpses came running towards us.

He some how lost more coloring in is face at my calm words “Ground Spears!” I shouted angrily punching up into the air. The soldiers that surrounded us were now high up on the points of the spears with blood gushing and dripping down the jagged rocks, more groans and moans of pain filling the air which was tainted with the scent of blood. “Soul Snatch!” I ripped the wispy soul out of the body, and he looked terrified. “Soul’s Doom!” Just like before, a white demon charged right at him and shredded his soul to many little pieces. The spears disappeared a moment later, and I was encircled by bodies.

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.

I activate my super-hearing, trying to listen to anything out of the ordinary. A snapping sound brought my attention to the woods. My eyes glowed blue as Jenna appeared in my head. Dark red eyes stared back at me from the woods, darker than the eyes of a vampire. “I don’t like this. Get out of here, Josette!” Jenna growled.

She turned towards the doorway, frowning in concentration. He sensed her nerves, but as he man stepped across the threshold, her eyes went black again. She rose slowly, pushing her palm forward again, as those tendrils surrounded her once more, connecting to them as the larger one from her hand shot out towards the human's chest. It hit him hard, and he collapsed right in the doorway.

Cazzo, especially Terzo, is capable of showing up and staying until closing time if the mood takes him. "Okay, the guys are on it. Are you girls okay?" declares the voice of the bar manager, allowing me to interrupt my thoughts. I turn my head and see the ice cream cabinets serving as bouncers grab the stronzo by the back of the neck and guide him toward the exit. "I'm better now that I know that guy's out there," Wini declares with a sigh of relief. "I... I've got more peace of mind, too," I say as the hallway door closes behind my brothers.

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

And Cerberus completes looking at Zander in disbelief. . . . " This boy is ...death wolves.....Soul corona."

A beautiful visage of Freya appears, overlapping the features of her most faithful subject: The bond which bridges your divide, With blood and lust, shall be cast aside; A bond that cannot be remade, Until the blood has been repaid. As soon as I heard the line about her unborn child, I turned to look at Hanson, which was the only reason that I saw that soulmate bond finally break, bringing him to his knees in agony as he screams at the tearing and ripping pain occurring within his chest. With a final look at Jezebel, I see as she grows brighter and brighter with a power and strength not her own until a blast of light throws everyone and anyone far and wide. Werewolves land on witches. Witche

They may have my blood in their hands, but the monster in me will be spilling more blood and destroying more lives. First, Lucy, then Cassidy...I'm no longer just a lost soul, I'm the devil incarnate.