Wyatt Zombies Novels & Stories

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

“Chick, didn’t you hear what I said? On usual occasions, I would take my time to play with you, but today I am in a bad mood...” Zayn Lewis squinted his eyes. He could vaguely see Yvonne Xavier’s hot body and flawless face. Although he felt that she seemed familiar, he did not care too much about it. Wyatt Johnson who was behind him laughed arrogantly, bending back and forth. Hearing his laughter, Zayn squinted his eyes and looked at the blurry figure leaning on the car not far away. He gave a sinister laugh and said, “Little Wyatt, how do you want to deal with that brat?”

"So, how soon can we get everyone organized?" "A few days." Elias shrugged. "I'd like to hit Nightshade in waves. We'll attack with the wolves first, and then the witches, and then the vampires will come in." A broad grin spread across his face. "They won't know what hit them." Eve nodded, reaching over and giving Elias's hand a gentle squeeze. "Sounds like a good plan." Elias smiled but casually pulled his hand away. My inner wolf was ready to tear out her throat. We spent the rest of the afternoon planning until it was dinner time.

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.

He declared running his fingers on the note at the bottom left of the note where the name he mentioned appeared. “If their mother is a vampire then they are vampires.” Amaya analyzed. “I think we should call Marissa,” Hadrian said. “There is another name here, Zachary Taylor. It must be another Vampire. Amaya, you're dealing with five vampire brothers.” Hadrian scolded, raising his voice at the last sentence. “I'm sorry.” Amaya whined. “Go and get some rest. I have three lines of sentences left to finish the note and I would destroy it afterward.” Hadrian said.

The world should end on a Monday. There’s something honest about that. Brutal, yes, but clean. A Monday already has the emotional texture of damp socks and unpaid bills, so adding zombies feels less like a cosmic betrayal and more like management escalating a complaint. Unfortunately, the world chooses Thursday at 6:17 p.m., while Maya Rodriguez is standing barefoot in her kitchen, trying to decide whether expired sour cream is a negotiable concept. “It smells fine,” Dex says from behind her.

Death replies smugly before walking in front of me and standing beside Zeus "Seriously," Zeus says "Everything formed perfectly," Death tells him "Good, she should be able to retract her wings as you can," Aphrodite tells Death Retract, I tell myself and my wings were gone, "I did it," I say making them look at me as I turned around showing them they were gone "Of course, your mate would be a quick learner," Demeter says "Nope, it's just because I'm awesome," I flip my hair over my shoulder

To stop and was able to kill that filth easily, but it is for his Mate , for his lover, for his life and soul, for his age and heart, it is for Ardena! It's their end yes! He looked weak and confused, and he never left her from his bosom, that wolf who grabbed Mike by the neck and squeezed him under his hands to raise the gasps of the herd of Annevirus.. his previous herd.. Zayn , despite his weakness, could easily smell the smell of fear from them, and the smell of anger from this wolf.. her devil as she calls him He ran at top speed and with one movement he killed many of them as he snarled with his sharp teeth in front of them

What was this duo up to? Their house was beautifully decorated, but the colours were not the best. “How are you finding the place so far?” aunt Zora asked while we were eating. She turned to Zach whom she had strategically put next to her. Either she had great maternal instincts or she was so used to playing games and manipulating people. “Do you like it here, Zach?” “Yes, I want to see the werewolves,” he said, excitedly, making aunt Zora go pale. Bonnie gasped. “Emilia thinks there are many of them in this town. Werewolves are so cool.”

“Don’t… don’t…” Wyatt spoke! Caitlin and Quincy exchanged a look, then continued to ask, “Don’t what? What did you see?” “Don’t kill me! Don’t… don’t kill me… don’t kill me…” Wyatt seemed to recall something terrifying, as if trapped in a nightmare. He became so terrified that his body started convulsing and shaking, and he collapsed from the chair, curling up as though trying to hide. Caitlin felt certain that Wyatt had remembered something important, something related to Kelly, and it was likely tied to the incident with her mother’s ashes being swapped.