Willa Zombies 2 Novels & Stories

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.

Maya barely saw a pair of eyes, as Ben who was caught off guard came out from the pharmacy with a very relaxed movement. "I am done. What exactly are you looking at, Maya?" "WATCH OUT!" Maya reflexively pushed Ben away when a pile of zombies that were hiding in the darkness nearly dragged the man into the darkness with them. The sound of the zombie's terrifying roar finally sounded so close to the woman's ears. For some reason, the zombies looked like they were trying to hide from the light when Maya tried really hard to free from their grasp. They keep attempting to pull Maya into the darkness. Many hands attempted to pull her body, while a feeling of pain began to be felt all over her body

I looked at Zac, and then at Annie. "Let's do it," I replied. Together, we fired our Uzis at every vampire in the room. "I want Star and the boy alive! Kill the blonde!" Drake yelled over the gunfire suddenly exploding within the room. Within a second, the vamps rushed us, and we took them all down. Zac ripped the heads off some, then shot another, placing the pistol right between the guy's eyes. Annie's karate and jujitsu moves were unsurpassed as she moved with lightning speed, ripping apart the vamps in her wake. As for me, I ripped apart every vamp in my way, blowing the heads off any who got in my way as I made my way purposefully across the room, my eyes never leaving Drake.

Driven by the scent of the meat, the zombies would mindlessly keep running forward nonstop. The cages were connected directly to generators, which meant those zombies would now produce electricity for me day and night. A few more setups like this, and I’d never have to worry about power again. After solving the electricity problem, the system rewarded me with another huge batch of survival points. And I had already spent part of those points preparing a little surprise for Sharon. The moment Sharon noticed the facial recognition scanner on the gate, her eyes lit up with excitement. The two of us looked almost identical.

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

Connor only but grins at me, "I see you are learning fast, but I agree with you; this is taking far too long. If we can get to Roberto before they reach him, if we trap him, then those things will just let go and walk away. Well, perhaps not, for our boys are up for a great clean-up once this is done." And yes, he has to say things and clean up; for next, I hear the ghastly sound that you only hear from those flesh-eating zombie movies. Then as I spin around, I am petrified of what we are facing. "My fucking hell," I hear Connor gasp, "Where did these come from?" "Well, apparently when we were not looking." So immediately it is game on, but first, "Alatar, if you get out of that damn car, I