Zombie Master Novels & Stories

There are seven masters in this city,I will say according to the ranking: Master George Stephen's father comes first,so I understand his fear. Master Henry came second, so they had a close relationship. I came third Master Felix came third fourth. Master Max fifth. Master Tony came sixth. I hate master Tony. He is the brother of the man who killed my family and ruined my life because my father ranked first. I slaughtered his brother's family and we had never had any contact since then except for the master's meetings. Master Williams came last ,he took over from his late father two years ago and had been struggling to pay off the debts of his father which had accumulated.

They were being manipulated by threats, pressured into situations against their will. They were at his mercy, forced to act like dogs. When he was around, they were basically slaves with no dignity, waiting for his orders. When he whipped them, they had to put on a smiling face and say how amazing it was and that they enjoyed it. Day after day of continuous torture had turned the three of them into brainwashed zombies, completely lost in the fantasy. Listening to this, I was shocked. "Why did you choose me?" I couldn't understand. Was I just a random pick? It didn't seem like something that would happen repeatedly.

I have also been thinking about possibility, disgruntled I get out of bed to get some milk, I was thirsty and not for water, the frustration was tormenting me too much, I thought he would come to see me but he didn't, I guess even though he is a vampire he also had problems with his parents. Going down the stairs I stopped when I hear something whipping, fearful I squat down to find out what it was, I sigh when I see it's just the back door, "was it open?" no, it was impossible dad always locks them, I went to close it, I put the lock on it and when I turned around I froze when I saw a guy with bright yellow eyes standing there. I was paralyzed because this doesn't look good at all, "What th

THIS WILL INCREASE YOUR WORK EFFICIENCY. "Shut up, you damn AI!" Kevin snapped, his fists clenched under the table. Across from Kevin sat several zombies. Not just any zombies. They were fellow Vlogger Zombies, drawn in by the signal waves from Riska’s Master AI and the Master Judge, ZF-BOSS. They carried cracked old cameras, obsolete phones, and some even recorded with nothing but their glowing red, empty eyes. Their bodies varied: some were skin and bones, some were swollen like the Sucrose Zombie, and others were covered in wires like the Tech-Zombie.

Lucas and Jackson were so scared while Lucas told his mother to please do something so that Andrew can stop because the sound could attract more zombies. Mrs. Benson shouted at Andrew to please stop his madness but Andrew wouldn't listen. Mrs. Benson ask Lucas and Jackson to follow her as the three of them hide inside the master bedroom toilet and lock themselves inside there incase if Andrew finally opens the door he wouldn't see them. Andrew finally opened the master bedroom door and immediately he open it, the zombie destroy the entrance door and rushed in also.

Few weeks later. It was dark at night. Grace, in her zombie form, climbed up on the glass surface of a penthouse straight to the top pest floor. She hanged on with both hands and swung her body back, brought it back on the glass. The glass shattered and she made her way in. She got out of the room she entered into the hallway sneaking through. Bright lights glowing enough to blind came on suddenly. Alarm blared all over the penthouse. She turned round and round in amazement. Some gunned rushed to the hallway down from where she was.

Or, like me, you can become a master earlier because you exhibit great strength. Here I am a Master due to some fluke, but I'm nowhere near as strong as a thousand-year-old Vampire. It's not uncommon for someone to be turned into a Master one day and be dead the next. It's the nature of the game. The Masters are my police but also much of my headache. Vampires are a selfish breed, and having to answer to someone they look down their nose at is always a pain. Tyler flanking me makes it easy to keep them from jumping on me, and Julie with her sharpened senses can anticipate something foul like the countless traps I've avoided.

He fondled me while humping in and out of my wet pussy. “Damn it, so wet, Miss Reina, I am your master!” He screamed. I nodded at him. “Um, yeah! My boss! My Master Cullen!” I screamed so hard and followed our moans. “Ugh, ahhh, ahhhh, ohhh, ahhh, ugh, ahhhhh, ahhhhh!” I was screaming due to pleasure. Suddenly Cullen Lee stopped from thrusting. “Why? Why are you stopping? Fuck me to death, Master!” I demanded. I do not want this to stop.

the offer was there. Pouring the drinks, we sat down and began discussing who we thought the killer could possibly be, but honestly, we were both so old, there were many people it could be. None of them was strong enough to be this monster though... Or they were dead and it would be impossible. Not vampire dead, Dead-dead. Vampires may be real, but Zombies definitely weren’t. A few hours had passed and we were still sitting on the sofa, talking about things. Ideas, Nick. Maggie. But just like how he closed up about his husband, I closed up when he started talking about my daughter.

For all her bravado when dealing with the souls of the departed, Suzanne was very squirmish when it came to slime. She looked down and to her horror, she saw that the black substance was actually a sea of worms. There were worms everywhere, and a great number were crawling around her feet. Suzanne’s eyes widened in horror and she screamed, but she could not find her voice. She couldn’t move either. Her fear had paralysed her. Tom, help! She tried to call out with her mind but no one came out of the bathroom. The worms were starting to crawl up her ankle.