Romans & histoires Wyatt Zombies 2

it depended on other threads that it was better the snow-haired guy never knew about. Melia took a bite of the last toast, and while doing so, she saw her right hand, and on it was the mark of two large black horns with red tips that radiated what she recognized as... they were, they were... The faces of the people the one she considered an angel had cried for. The people whose bodies weren't found... Only their faces were, faces with blank eyes and open mouths, a black void in the background. You could even see their souls in distress, begging to escape from that freezing place. This couldn't get any worse. Skalliet had them, had them locked up, bound, waiting for someone to come for them.

She nodded and gazed at the man who I still didn’t know the name of. “Yes, sweetheart. Your life as a human has finally come to an end. From now on, you’ll start anew as a werewolf, a new member of the Crimson Shadow pack. Since you’ve come of age, you will be attending the mating season, and from there you will meet your mate, your fated pair.” Aunt Alice’s words were encouraging but her last statement told my gut that I’d be in serious trouble… …mating season?

I immediately raised my gun toward it, only to realize its flight path wasn’t aimed at us at all. Instead, it crashed directly into the zombie horde. The giant bird circled above the mass of zombies, using the force of its wings to build momentum before slamming into them again and again, until the entire grotesque tower of bodies collapsed apart. The sound of heavy bodies crashing down echoed one after another. Still shaken, I lowered my gaze toward the ground below. The scorching asphalt was so hot that the zombies’ flesh sizzled the moment they hit the pavement. Many of them became stuck directly to the melting road, writhing helplessly without being able to move.

I nod and get up, surprised that my knees didn't feel weak "You are a strong one, teleportation like that would have you in a coma for a week," He says as he opens the door for me. "Teleportation?" I repeat, is that what happened back then? "How long was I out for?" "Two days," The packhouse is full of werewolves and Lycans, all laughing and chatting, everyone is bowing to Vincent while ladies bat their lashes and blush when he smiles at them, all this seems surreal to me, it's like I'm in a fairytale. The sky is blue outside and the garden is full of green grass and flowers, I smile when he opens a glass door into the green garden and it's full of different colored butterflies. I smile and

The room temperature seemed to drop instantly. An invisible fear enveloped us. Just then, Poppy’s smartwatch, which she had been fiddling with, finally connected to Castiel’s phone. “Daddy, hurry home! Zombies are in the base!” Hearing his daughter’s words, Castiel grew impatient. “Stop spouting nonsense! How could zombies suddenly get into the base? Daddy is busy. Can you please stop bothering me?” June urgently shouted into the phone, “Castiel, we’re not spouting nonsense! Zombies are already inside the base! Hurry back with reinforcements and save us!”

Marcus firmly asked before ordering him to stand. Speaking while he got to his feet, Joseph said, “I have just received word from a very reliable source that the zombies raided the vampire castle. The only ones left are the king and a small raiding party that wasn’t there at the time.” “Zombies?” Freya said with surprised disbelief. “They’re too stupid and clumsy to pull something like that off.” Hesitating as he looked from the wolf queen to his pack leader, he said, “It’s true. They were led by Jasper and a warlock.”

With a zip, the line extended just one foot and sent Garrett's head dipping straight down, right into a zombie's waiting jaws. A zombie opened his bloody mouth wide and aimed a bite at Garrett's balding head. Just as its teeth were about to sink into the scalp, I hit the "raise" button, and Garrett shot up toward the second floor like a spring. The zombie's teeth snapped on thin air with a loud clack, and it let out an angry, frustrated howl. "Wow! That was close! You almost had your head popped!"

he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray. With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead. Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching horde. Hannah's flames danced and flickered, engulfing any zombies that dared to draw near, while Marcky's electrified attacks sent jolts of energy coursing through the ranks of the undead.

Two zombies burst through the restroom entrance first, a boy and a girl in old uniforms. Their bodies were long past fresh decay, and their faces were chewed down to ruin. One was missing half a forehead and eye, while the other's lower face was gone from nose to chin. Under the red glow of the setting sun, their wounds looked even worse. The zombies burst through the restroom entrance, mouths gaping like blood-slicked abysses, their gray, clouded eyes fixed hungrily ahead. Shing! Slash! Hayley drove the short blades in both her hands straight into the skulls of the lunging zombies. The moment the zombies dropped, she broke into a sprint toward the hallway.

Wade Carter, Jasmine Cole's male best friend, was a useless bum who couldn't muster the guts to kill even a single, regular zombie even though it'd been three years since the apocalypse. However, he was now ordering me around like he was a king. I heard his voice coming from the military-grade walkie-talkie as he arrogantly said, "Don't just stand there, Jason! You heard Jasmine! Move it! Run right to the eastern ruins and distract the Tier Six zombies! "You'll never hear the end of it if they scratch the vehicle's bulletproof glass and get in my way of going to the inner city!" The b*stards were yelling at me from the safety of the vehicle. The zombie virus was quickly spreading through my