Zombie Eddsworld Novels & Stories

Just as its teeth were about to touch his scalp, I swiftly pressed the 'ascend' button. Uncle Adam was propelled back to the second floor like a spring. The zombie missed, and its teeth clanged loudly as it bawled. "Oh, that was close! I almost got your head bitten off!"

The little girl and the silly zombie sweet world couldn't be destroyed at all by a mere passerby who disrupt their sweet scene at the beginning of their first meeting. The woman who was badly injured a while ago by the same zombie who was dragging her collar at the back and was also the same zombie who threatened her revive a feminine zombie to come back once again from the dead will for sure puke all the little things she ate for half a year if ever she get to know what was these two was regarding her in their mind, but sadly, she will get to know that in the future but not now, she will for sure regret thinking of knowing what things will be in the mind of these unfeeling zombie and this r

The remains of the fire glowed drearily before my eyes. The sun was going down, and I was no longer thinking that I had spent the whole day with a stranger who was really strange. That I had almost slept with him in a bear’s lair. That I had almost died from a seizure. And now, I’m watching the dying embers with him in the company of an undead called Zomzom.

He sat with the second wolf’s limp body across his lap as he wiped at the blood on his chin and marveled over how quickly it all occurred. “So, I’m a vampire now,” he said to himself with a dull acceptance. “I am uncertain if this is a good thing or a bad thing,” Ebenezer said as he appeared before Edwin. “I was waiting for ye to cross over. When it took too long, I came searching. They said no venom was left in ye. Yet, here ye are, a vampire. Just like thy uncle.” “I am nothing like him,” Edwin protested as he pulled up his sleeve to inspect his rapidly healing puncture wounds. “At least not in temperament.”

This so called demons don’t want me to take a breather. I can’t even enjoy my best festive season. From fighting Gyllou to trying to save the town from impending doom —again. This is tiresome. Let’s get on with this, shall we? THIS IS THE WAY THE WORLD ENDS; NOT WITH A BANG OR WHIMPER, BUT WITH ZOMBIES BREAKING DOWN THE BACK DOOR ➔ AMANDA HOCKING, HOLLOWLAND When everyone is sleeping with their loved ones, one crazy ass person stands alone in the middle of the night at the cemetery about to raise the dead. Jessica stands at the centre of the cemetery holding a dirty scroll and bottle she got from Abaddon

Opening his eyes, he saw the portal right before him. "Jump!!!" Edrek shouted, this time, orally and out loud. Nick jump in. Darkness. Darkness. Extreme damn darkness. ************* Thump! Nick fell, smacking his fore-head against a rock-wait, what?! Skulls!!! He had landed on cold rotten smelly skulls! Yuck! Couldn't he have landed on anything else but skulls?! "Karma."Nick sighed under his breath. He stood up slowly, the pearl still in his clutch.

Third Person's POV The Astral Planet is a world where monsters roam freely. A place where they throw the worst of the worse. A complete opposite of the Celestial Planet, which can be described as an ethereal or sacred world. Within its dangerous and toxic territory, there stands its only Kingdom. Where even the meanest monster strays away from this place, making it a safe zone to live. They aren't avoiding it because of the strong energy emitting from the land but rather they are afraid of its ruler, the Dark Queen.

“As usual, Elizabeth Edwards, you show me you like my subject and you know any answer. You got the two points from me. But, you can still tell us the recipe, if you know it.” The girl started: “Eight large doses of clear water from the cold Spring ... 2 pinches of basil.” “Wait, dear. I’d like you to write down this recipe. Maybe we'll prepare it someday ... and maybe we'll use it.” “Against a vampire!” said Johnny excitedly. The children all laughed. Harmony smiled, trying not to make the boy feel offended. “Johnny, there have been no vampires for centuries. Not even in Western Transylvania. Some say they were exterminated... by werewolves. They also disappeared for more than four hundred y

He take out an ancient black scroll while the two around him started chanting unknown words. Spell? I know how this world is full of fantasy and magic but seeing this first hand, I can't help but feel astonished. The scroll starts emitting different pale colors. Soon after, letters coming from it surrounded the room before forming a group of words into a sentence. "In the darkness there's light, the Underworld has come to life. Human bows to death, Souls were tied by a thread. Fated to live together, their love was sacred forever. Gazes by the amethyst eyes,

I could see that he didn't care about the battle tomorrow, and truth be told, neither did I. "Tomorrow morning, Cornelius will return to cast a spell on you. The spell will turn you into a living zombie that will only follow mothers' orders." For the first time in his life, I could hear the disgust and loathing in his voice when he said; 'Mother'. Instead of the blind faith and devotion to her. Maybe, just maybe there might be hope for him yet. "She will choose someone to fight, I don't know who, though." "I will not fight. " I croaked. My throat dry and raw.