White Zombie Soul-crusher Novels & Stories

Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence. "Ezra William" Selina didn't care anymore. She looked at the wolf beside her and called out a familiar name. That black-haired wolf was indeed Ezra William. It understood and leaned forward to let Selina climb up and sit on her back. Ezra commanded the remaining two wolves, "You two should dispose of her body." The other two Wolves received the order and transformed into a human to quickly clean up the body. The two wolves had now turned into two highly handsome men.

"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.

Their relationship doesn't begin well, but with time, it all returns to normal, to her perfectly happy life. Happiness, however, does not last forever. ***** Welcome to an action-packed, adventure-filled world of high school drama. In a world filled with Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and other supernatural beings. Take a trip with Josette down a path filled with laughs and tears, sacrifices and betrayals, love and hate. Discover The White Wolf's Sacrifice by reading my book.

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.

one of my cousins declares as his whore continues to suck him off. "Stai Zitto!" I order curtly before giving them murderous looks. "I'm going to go calm down in my office. I'll be out in an hour to get over the urge to put a bullet in you. I don't want to see any of this when I return!" I spin on my heels and hear Santo laughing behind me. "Cazzo, when I tell you he hasn't gotten laid in a long time! He's been blowing up over nothing lately." "Leave it, Santo. I'll send Gina to calm him down," says one of my cousins. Let him try, and he'll have to go home with the corpse of his whore.

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.

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.