Zita Invader Zim Novels & Stories

Without hesitation, Rama immediately chased after Ririn, "Beib, wait!" Zeva and her boyfriend could only shake their heads. "Why are you here? How did you get here?" Zeva asked, expressing her curiosity. "I have a Doraemon door that can go anywhere, Dear. And... do you know what? I've implanted a chip in your body, so I can track your whereabouts anytime, anywhere." "Zero, I'm not joking,” said Zeva seriously. Zero, who had been grinning, also turned serious and said, “This is what is called Zero Hour, Dear.”

- he says in a deep, almost robotic voice- Key? What? What key? I make a face of not understanding. -Invitation? -Ask again. -Well ... you see ... Azael invited me. The guard makes a mocking expression and looks away to fix his eyes on me again. -Don't tell me, you're just another crazy bitch for him who tries to sneak in to see him.

She seemed very weak. "No. The Eyeless. Morton. She is the Eyeless" Hart shouted excitedly. "The Zombie fighter" Morton moaned. "What is she doing here?" he asked in confusion. "I don't know" Jansen let go of her. "You know I've been planning to meet you one day and pick it up with you. I just wish my boss here allows me to have a fight with you today" Hart walked towards her. He grabbed her arms and wanted to lift her on her feet.

"Yes, my brother. Well Mik's older brother. He was supposed to come here and take over alpha duties when he disappeared. Everyone assumed he had died." "Then I will go home..... I mean your house." She said looking down "It is our home. But that is in Rosé-Noiré pack and I don't think you will be safe there by yourselves. Ivan is dangerous when he wants something. Please Ali...." He pleaded with her hating how his voice almost broke. "All three of us you mean, me,Giselle and Thalia?" She asked "Yes. It will give us comfort knowing that you are here ,well protected."

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

Still, almost nothing is the same as before. I’m a zombie, the living dead, the supreme specious of the planet, and the leader of one of the largest hordes in North America. I’m one of the Zombie Kings. My job is to keep the peace among zombies, keep my horde fed, and hunt humans for sport. I’m the stuff of Lacey’s nightmares now, and yet somehow, I have to rekindle our relationship so that I’m not forced to use her as a breeder.

Project Revenant Activation: 71 Hours, 59 Minutes. She picked up a phone. “Zayn is with them.” A voice on the other end chuckled. “Good. Let them come.” The screen flickered. Then? It displayed a single name. "Dr. Azim Shah – Architect of Titan & Revenant." The woman smirked. “Let’s see if his daughter is as dangerous as they say.” Then? She pressed a single button. And the world began to change.

How do I tell her that her real identity is not of a feeble human but something powerful? Yes, Zara is not a human but one of the invincible wolves in the werewolf world, ALPHA WOLF.

The invasion. Queen Zita's POV. Six hours later, we arrived in Alpha Zach's territory. It was a weekday and most of his pack members were indoors… I took my group of warriors to the west side of the village, while Alpha Jacob took his warriors straight to Zach's mansion.

The girl hated me for no reason at all. “At least, I have a wolf.” She shot back. “Zita!” The third girl hissed in warning. Bless her soul, but I didn't need Jill to defend me. “And you will no longer have a face if you keep speaking.” I turned, notching an arrow, and aiming straight at her. “You wouldn't,” She snarled, but I could smell her fear. Zita was the only shifted member of their group of three. But my arrows were faster than her wolf. Everyone knew this.