Willa Zombies 2 Novels & Stories

It was hard for her to breathe. “This is the last thing you will see before your life ends ... know this ... your father ... your mother ... and your brother ... they will all perish because you think you could make some extra money by killing me ... you worthless whore!” he let go of his choke and pushed her away. He stood up and looked at Xander for a brief second. Adelia gasped for air, and before anyone could think, Xander took out his gun and shot the girl twice in the head. Ariana was stunned. Of anyone in the world, Diego was the last person she thought would pull a gun and kill that poor girl. She covered her mouth with one hand. She felt something was coming up from her stomach, but

Late that night, I was roused by the loud revving of a car's engine. I peeked out of the curtains to see a car running over zombies as it sped forward before stopping outside a villa at the end of the road. A woman covered from head to toe got out of the car with a baby in her arms. She ran to the villa, but zombies intercepted her and tore them to shreds. I could vaguely hear the baby's cries, but when the zombies dispersed, all that was left was a pool of blood.

All of them were wielding weapons. It had mutated into something scary and disgusting. It was much more horrifying than the haggard, giant spider that was the old hag. Willow had a thought and said, "Let me test the waters." Purple light glowed in her eyes, and it shot right at the zombie monster that had just been put together. Its massive body had been moving forward and was stomping toward Chase and the others. However, it looked like it was turning away. The giant, old hag noticed this unexpected turn and roared angrily at the sky.

The other zombies lined up as they walked to a corner, carrying a large vessel, and started walking to the other side of the cave. By this time, Oscar was sitting on an armchair as he kept on smoking. Willow and Igor picked different vessels just like the zombies did and began following the way they were going. They followed them until they got to where there were scraps and metals. Willow watched as the zombies picked the metals and scraps from the ground and placed it in their vessels, then carried them back to the oven. Willow did as they did, she made sure not to carry too many scraps as she was tired and hungry. She was glad that Oscar did not accompany them this time, she guessed that

"So not only did you flop the rescue, you forgot to lock the main door?" Heads swiveled. Willa started shaking, furious. "You're horrible! I was trying to save someone! You could've helped—he died because of you!" I stared like she'd lost her mind. "You're giving me way too much credit. You dragged a whole horde over here and thought what, I'd solo them? I figured you had some hidden power, the way you charged in. But that was it?" Zombies hit the sixth floor, clawing at the door.

The enforcer‑me tilted his head. “And when she dies?” he asked softly. “What will you make of her then?” The air in the corridor thinned. I could see it then—because the Game wanted me to. Another mirror, farther ahead, flickered to life. Willa. On the bus floor, chest still, eyes open and empty. Blood on her lips. A wound I didn’t recognize. My own hands pressed to it, futilely. Selene, in the background, expression unreadable. The display over the windshield flashed GAME OVER in letters that bled.

Caleb watched on with pride as his pack members worked together in perfect harmony, their movements coordinated and efficient. When the last vampire had fallen, they continued on their journey, the adrenaline still pumping through their veins. But their troubles were far from over. As they made their way through a desolate wasteland, they were suddenly attacked by a horde of zombies, their flesh rotting and their eyes devoid of life. The creatures swarmed around them, their moans filling the air. Jessica shuddered in revulsion, her hands shaking as she raised her weapon. "What are these things? They're like something out of a nightmare."

“Will you take my blood?” Zuba never said anything. She looked into his eyes, and grabbing his chest forcefully, she plunged her fangs gently right into his flesh. “The other one is for love”, she said as she looked the other way. She gave her back to him. She looked away for a moment to wipe away her tears. “And the other one?” he asked She then turned around, facing him again, “The curse of a witch is broken”, she replied. “From now on you will shape shift at will without waiting for the tree days of the full moon”.

Marcus asked William in whispers. "Dunno, maybe just hundred or thereabout." Soon, rotten and worms infested bodies were gathered in formation against them. Like zombies they appeared, without feelings nor emotions. The number five times doubled the casual number William claimed, and at this time he and Daniel looked at each other slightly. "Oh hell, why kill so many?" Mr. Pats asked standing next to Willow. "This is Shade, witches here ain't cool," she replied and began growling. "Round two. . . Begin!" Stygian gave the order smiling evilly.

They could track down anyone who owed money, no matter where. When my parents discovered there were no zombies and no apocalypse, they questioned Giselle. She muttered in disbelief, "Impossible!" Mom hesitated. "Why don't we go outside and see for ourselves?" Giselle immediately blocked her. "No, the streets are full of zombies. If you get bitten, there's no surviving it!" They spent another two days holed up inside, and then the debt collectors finally showed. Giselle had chosen a front door fit for a zombie apocalypse. It was so sturdy that no matter what the collectors tried, they couldn't break in. All they could do was curse and walk away.