Z-o-m-b-i-e-s Fanfiction Novels & Stories

They stopped what they were doing and Zombie introduced me to his Slut. Zombie " Johnson, meet my cum dump, Vixen! Shes my whore, fuck her brains every now and then, Baby, this is my new homie, Johnson." Vixen " Hi, Johnson, you look hunky, if you want I could hook you up! Its free no pay!" Johnson " No V, I'm good!" Zombie " Okay, Homie, I need to get busy, Vixen here is hungry for some thick milk drink! See you later! "

Unfortunately, she wasn’t making as good a progress with understanding Kendra’s conundrum. “I can understand how your senses might heighten and taste buds crave things that you’d ordinarily never consider, such as deer entrails. What I can’t seem to get an explanation about is why your teeth are shifting,” Olga said when Kendra approached her about her findings. “Zombies teeth don’t extend like that. At least, not the human zombies. I didn’t examine the a****n zombies to know much about them except that they’re of alien-human descent. Perhaps it has to do with the alien reaction to the virus.” Kendra grew frustrated. “How can we tell for sure?”

“I’m fine.” He raised a brow. “You’re a terrible liar.” Zoe exhaled. “I saw something,” she admitted. Zack’s expression shifted instantly. “What kind of something?” Zoe hesitated, then— “Memories. Or… pieces of them.” Zack stepped closer. “What did you see?” Zoe looked down at the book. “A version of me I don’t recognise.”

Damien Perspective "That was fun, wasn't it?" Zyros, my wolf, growled with satisfaction. "Not now, Zyros. I’m not in the mood." I stormed into my office, slamming the door shut behind me. I needed a drink. Badly. "Didn’t you see what kind of mate we got?" I muttered, striding toward the bar. "But she’s ours, Damien," Zyros insisted. "That’s all that matters. I’m happy that she’s finally with us." I rolled my eyes, pouring myself a glass of whiskey. The strong scent of alcohol barely dulled the overwhelming scent that still lingered on my skin. Her scent. "I wanted to mark her right now. I can’t wait," Zyros growled impatiently. "You’ll have to wait," I said firmly, swirling the amber liquid

*Amber* I tug Adion closer, his tiny fingers gripping my shirt as he leans against me, his wide eyes darting between Zombie and the scattered blocks. The laughter between them echoes in the cozy room, a sound that feels both foreign and familiar. I take a deep breath, savoring the moment, before I turn my attention to Zombie, who’s now munching on a cracker with a thoughtful look on his face. “Hey, Zombie,” I begin, curiosity bubbling up inside me. “Have you ever thought about settling down? You know, finding a mate and having kids?”

Zoe The enhanced children's glowing eyes tracked our every movement like predators sizing up prey. My heart shattered seeing what Lucien had done to them, innocent faces twisted with unnatural rage, small bodies bulging with muscles that belonged to full-grown warriors. "Stay back," Damon commanded, but his voice carried sadness instead of fear. "They're not in control." A little girl who couldn't have been more than eight years old snarled at us through the bars, her fingernails elongated into claws. When she spoke, her voice carried an eerie echo.

’ Zoe said, lightly squeezing my cock through the fabric. “Are you alright, Henrik?” Tiberius arched his brow. “Super,” I answered, my voice a little higher than it should be. “Zoe, stop torturing your mate. None of us want to see that. And Zio Damon is in the same room.” Katrina rolled her eyes. “Zoe Alexandria Petridis, stop whatever you are doing.” Damon narrowed his eyes over his laptop. “Hands up where your Papa can see them, cousin.” Katrina laughed.

I introduced Mabel and Michael and she shook their hands as well but soon looked upset. "I apologize. I thought you all were hybrids. Let me get you two something else to drink," she said softly and grabbed both their glasses before scurrying off. I hadn't even realized that Damon was on his knees before Zuri and proposing to her. I glanced over just as she squeaked out a yes and jumped on him making him fall back onto the floor with his father and Grayson laughing at them rolling on the floor kissing once again. Mabel rolled her eyes about ready to scold them until Michael told her to let them enjoy the moment. Damon helped Zuri to her feet and hugged her tightly. They both were enamored wi

"I can't be Alpha if you're still in the Therians." Melisam was speechless. She glanced at the sad-faced Zloe. "I was kidding about being an Alpha," Zloe said. He did not want to look at Melisam. "I respect you, Melisam." Melisam felt guilty. Zloe was closer to Melisam to Rula Whitey, her biological mother. Zloe was always there for Melisam and vice versa. Melisam always felt terrible if Zloe had to give up his dream of becoming an Alpha in the Therians.

Instead, it was as simple as it could be, that is- MY DEMONIC FANGS ! They were sharply shaped dead cells around sensitive nerve endings and it was pretty safe to say that Zompano was going to be my meat at this hour of the day and I was going to make sure to relish each and every flesh and bone of his being. Rogue Demons might be disgusting to look at but Demon Meat was Demon Meat- juicy, luscious and stomach warming. “I can’t wait, Danielle,” Damon whined through the mindlink as I watched Zompano hysterically try to break free from our hold for some time. Pfft. Such a miserable loser. “What are you waiting for ?” he impatiently asked.