Zombie Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

he said, his voice steady. Logan’s face lit up with fragile hope, and he extended his tiny pinky toward Zander. "Promise?" Zander blinked, momentarily confused. "What’s this?" "You don’t know a pinky promise?" Logan asked, his small voice tinged with surprise. Zander shook his head slightly, irritation flickering across his face, but Logan only smiled—a gap-toothed grin that tugged at something unfamiliar in Zander’s chest. The boy took Zander’s large hand in his own, hooking their pinkies together.

I don't think I could ever forget what I had seen the night Carla and the other girls were slaughtered at the casino. "So… there are commoners who bite people, and turn them into vampires-slash-zombies to make an army of them?!" I called out, processing all the horrifying possibilities inside my head. Patrick put a bitter smile on his face. "It would have been better if it had only been like that." "Then what is it?" I asked, anxiously leaning towards him, anticipating getting every detail about the situation.

“Police are investigating another suspected animal attack after the body of twenty-three year old Chrissy Leyland was found by a dog walker just three hours after she was reported missing. Police are asking the public to be vigilant...” Johnny groaned and jabbed at the TV remote with his thumb to try and find something to watch that was better than the news. He’d been in the states for a few months but didn’t enjoy the TV much. Then again, he was usually too busy to watch TV but being bed-ridden had left him with a lot of time on his hands and no way of filling it. He had tried on several occasions to convince Ursula that he was at least fit enough to do light duties but the woman as stubbor

Wolf! Damn, Jamie. You really are losing it. Her neighbors were out doing their own decorating, too. Some people put out fake bodies, others had witches flying in their trees. Still others had ghosts suspended from porch eaves or the limbs of their trees. Jamie had her own special effects - a ghost and a witch - that Mike set out for her.

JULIAN The job site smelled like wet concrete and diesel, and Adrian Voss showed up in shoes that cost more than my mother made in a week. "Those are going to get ruined," I said. He looked down at them like he was noticing them for the first time. "They're already ruined. I stepped in something on the walk over." "That's called mud." "That's generous. It moved." A cement mixer groaned somewhere behind the chain-link fence, and my mother's crew called out numbers to each other across the lot, the kind of shorthand that only makes sense if you've spent years learning it. Adrian flinched at the noise like it had personally targeted him.

We couldn't see anything, not ourselves but feel each other and heard screams of everyone wanting to be free from the dark clouds around us. I cried scared of what was happening. Suddenly my eyes opened hearing a loud growl. A werewolf. My body shakes holding my mom scared. "We found that sheep in wolf clothing!" I heard Bazar yell. My fingers dug into my mom's skin but frightened as I heard the werewolf and protectors fighting. I screamed as it made a loud sound of being killed. "Get rid of the wolfsbane," I heard Bazaar.

I pinch my eyes closed, suddenly feeling every bit of being a stupid, stupid pup. “The Midnight Protectors.” Protecting the dark. Well, what’s in the dark? All the things your parents warn you about, tell you are just tales meant to scare pups. The entire pack knows that the undead sleep below their surface, and moreover, they protect them. “The pack protects you during the day, while you sleep,” I ask, turning back to look at him.

Zoe beamed as she scratched behind the pitbull puppy’s ears. “Uh, perhaps you should let me take over, Miss Justice,” I said, clearing my throat, trying to move her away from the table. “But why?” she questioned with confusion written all over her face. “Just a safety precaution with Titus being a pit and all.” “Dr. Parker, he’s a puppy, and I’m fine. Please be seated,” she gritted through clenched teeth. I sighed but returned to my stool in the corner of the room and watched him flirt with Zoe while she examined the puppy.

Now the times had just flown by so fast. My mother died, Dalia's dad mixed up with some bad company and got her in this mess with St. Laurent and died. Kane accepted the change. It still spooked me everytime he smiled and the tips of his fangs showed. All I had were my friends. My people My family. Dalia and I had been inseparable since kindergarten days and then we had sealed the bond with Kane during our beginning days at the Fangs Academy. They have held me strong in tough times.

It was a pretty normal thing for a Rank 3 Evolved One to fail to defeat a Rank 3 Dark Race. Lucas did not say anything. As he was beginning to lose interest, he was starting to regret his visit to Zombieland. Feeling rather awkward, Caesar stood behind Lucas. He had not expected Lucas to be so overwhelming. Just when Lucas was about to leave the place, he sensed something odd. There was a black dog that looked like it was only a few months old. The dog was engaged in a battle with a wild boar that was infected with the zombie virus.