Wynter Zombies 2 Novels & Stories

Seeing the snowflake so present in the thoughts of the one she considered her favorite, her treasure, her best creation, annoyed her. Idiot, a thousand times idiot. She extinguished the light in a being that didn't deserve it. In someone who mattered to her, more than she should. What a way to take lives. That tactic will never change. Her gaze was towards the ceiling, trying to control her anger. Until she heard someone picking up the broken pieces of the bottle. Za. She glanced at him briefly. "The more bottles you break, the fewer you'll have back," Za said cautiously collecting the glass shards.

Lucas turns back with a growl, and runs into the woods, getting another zombie. Eliza gets out of the car, along with Monica and another human. And then all hell breaks loose. Over a dozen zombies stagger forward, drawn to the scent of fresh meat. I swing the machete, hitting another in the neck. It falls, almost knocking me over. I jump back, and my fingers slip off the machete. The zombie drags itself forward, taking my weapon with it. “Give that back, asshole,” I say. I hold out my hand to telekinetically bring it to me, when another zombie grabs me around the waist. Binx shadows through the yard, crushing the zombie against the ground.

AFTER 3 HOURS "KAELYN, ENOUGH ENOUGH! WE CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!! "The twins yelled. I think I have just lost my soul. "TURN IT OFF RIGHT NOW! WE CAN'T HANDLE IT!" The twins are now shouting and trying to hide in the living room while Darenn is already asleep, and little me is on the edge of fainting out. "TAKE A LOOK AT DARYL! I THINK HE'S ALREADY DEAD!" Daniel yelled. I'm not sure what they're doing, but I assume they're trying to take The remote from Kaelynn.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

He kicked Adrian recklessly to break free, biting his hand, and injuring his arm with his nails. Ravi was startled when the mirror beside him shattered, suddenly accompanied by flickering lights and darkness engulfing the room, the air turning cold and seemingly suffocating Ravi. He only then realized how Raymond in front of him had unleashed his black wings, stretching out to destroy the side of the restroom. For a moment, Ravi felt fear creeping over him as he saw the glaring eyes filled with rage in Raymond's gaze, although he realized that the anger wasn't directed at him. "Let him go," Raymond spoke as if his voice was being dragged from his throat.

Sebastian’s hands stroked my face, wiping away the bloody tears. “As for the incubus,” Sebastian began as he pulled towels from under the sink. “An incubus can be killed easily when he is in his true form, if you have a cursed dagger like the Assassin had. And he isn’t dead Christine, he was just returned to the Underworld. That is why there is no body, it was returned to where it was supposed to be all along.” I hummed in understanding. I don’t know why I had felt sorry for Wyatt, I mean, Ir’ak, when he stood in front of me. Now I was glad he was gone. He wouldn’t hurt anyone on earth and he certainly wouldn’t hurt me playing with my feelings.

My mother screamed—the correct reaction. “What the fuck?” Sara, my sister, gasped as she walked into the room and squatted next to our father. A large puddle of blood had formed by his face, seeping out from his mouth and nostrils. She pulled a dart out of his arm and smelled it. “Wolfsbane,” she said. “How ironic,” I responded. “What?” She looked at me, confusion on her face. “Well, it was his idea to use wolfsbane darts in battle. It’s pretty ironic that that’s how he dies in the end, eh?”

But they had to hurry- it wouldn't take them long to figure out what or rather who was under the hood. The person in the center took one last look at the retreating figures of the werewolves and breathed a sigh of relief. It had been easy to distract the hycwens with a sudden appearance, yet the hycwens were a notorious breed known for their bloodlust, though they were a bit dim-witted. 20 feet above the ground, the hycwens' mouths continued to bicker, "Is it dead? I wanted to play with it a bit.." The person whirled around and stood on their feet in one swift move, discarding the hood.

I spoke quickly. "Oh," she replied, "makes sense." I'm glad she accepted my answer so quickly because I really didn't want to stay on that subject for longer than I had to. We both jumped as one of the Vampires shut off the lights. "Lights out!" He yelled before slamming the door shut, followed by a locking sound. It was pitch black in here. "Well... goodnight I guess," Doe spoke before I heard her shift her position. "Yeah... goodnight," I whispered.

A quick glance at William showed the first shot had missed him, but the gun was now trained on his chest and he stood perfectly still, watching her carefully. He and the rest of the RV were dripping with blood from the slain wolves, and his eyes glowed a dangerous wolf gold. "Lycaon gave me this gun," Amber said bitingly. "It's loaded with silver bullets. He wants you both alive, but I'd be happy to deliver you loaded with silver and let him figure out what to do from there." William growled low; his gaze locked with hers. Amber looked away from his eyes and turned her head just in time to see the man who jerked her door open abruptly and grabbed her. A second shot sounded, and one of the wo