Zombie Pony Novels & Stories

💿 Disc 2 Theme : Deceit . . Ana Pov We stood at the entrance of the pit named Exotic . The neon red sign flashed brightly in dark. What the hell is so exotic about vampires getting drunk off drunker humans? Sounds more disturbing than exotic. Talon had shocked me by dressing with some class. He wore a gray button down dress shirt with black dress pants. He actual looked good but I wouldn’t tell him that. “Ready” Talon asked scanning my body for the hundredth time since we left the house.

Streams of white light energy hit them and sent them and the bodies they possessed down into the abyss. I moved my hand, aimed at zombies, and sent them to the darkness of the Underworld. A zombie in the form of a naked shifter had cracked the back of a screaming Neratomay Elder, and I shot it, sending the both of them into the abyss. Paul was punching a zombie that had entered the body of a Were-bear, its mouth the size of an alligator. Though Paul knocked the bear off balance, the bear wasn't stunned. I aimed my power at the bear's cavernous mouth seconds before it would have locked onto Paul's face. I returned that abomination to the Underworld. "Paul, you can't fight them!" I yelled. "St

Our pack was a community of about forty-five hundred werewolves located deep in the woods of northern Vermont, where humans didn’t normally venture, a heavily forested area surrounded by mountains. As the party progressed, people began jumping into the water, some coming out of the woods shifted into their wolf form. Lucy and the others ran toward the shoreline to join everyone in the festivities. Because my ankle still wasn’t 100 percent, I decided to hang back and chill out on a blanket by the bonfire. Getting comfortable, I pulled my long, dark hair into a ponytail and stretched my toned legs out in front of me. A red cup appeared over my left shoulder. I could smell his cologne. I glance

He was raised in a mansion in A state and never had friends. As a result, when the end of the world came, his only companion he had was Jayden, his Baby, and the tiger he found in the garden of the mansion when he was 13, Baby was 5 years old and very cute. But unfortunately, when the end came people started to show their real colors, the original soul had gotten a fever 6 months into the Zombie apocalypse and was very sick, the tiger went out to find him something to eat but was instead eaten, when the original soul finally went to find him he only found clean white bones.

At this point, Quincy, Susan, and the others finally confirmed that she was an expert with an overwhelming battle power. She could instantly crush people like them. The two swords in Alex’s hands kept swinging. Even the Mystic Armor had been activated to the maximum level. However, it was a little unbearable. His body was already bleeding after being cut by the sword a few times. “I don’t know either! This thing is a little ominous. It doesn’t look like a statue.” Zayne said, “Is it a Gimmick Puppet?” Before Alex could answer, Freya said in a delicate voice, “This isn’t a Gimmick Puppet. This is a zombie refined using a living human. Look at its eyes. The pupils are golden, right? This is a

The screaming outside dragged on for almost half an hour. Then it stopped. When the silence settled in, I slowly lifted my head. Something black rolled to my feet. Bubba stood there, 24-karat gold eyes shining, chin tipped up like he'd just saved the world. "Dad, I bit off every zombie head on the block. I'm solid, right?" *** Who just talked? "Ahhh—monsters!" Missy calmly licked the blood off her paw. The leg that used to limp looked strong now.

His eyes were sunken, filled with the white haze of death. Donny let out a low groan, searching for prey. The lips that used to hurl insults could now only spit out saliva and blood. Disgust and anger boiled inside Bima. The world was ending, zombies were everywhere, and yet Donny still managed to make his blood boil. [Emergency Mission: Petty Revenge!] [Target: Defeat Zombie Donny! The best revenge is surviving and staying healthy!] [Reward: +500 Calories, 'Complete Fried Noodle' Skill (Level 1).]

I'd never love a woman with no brains like you! He pulled up the ladder entirely and disappeared into the vent. The zombies were getting closer now. I could hear their roars even from where I stood. I shot down a couple that got too close. Through the corner of my eye, I saw Yvonne stood petrified, and she was shaking all over. A zombie lunged at her. I thought it would tear her apart, but Yvonne rolled out of the way, then she snapped up a metal pipe and smashed it down on the zombie.

I muttered. "Must kill... must kill... Bonnie..." Robbie let out a low growl and barked, his hackles raised. "It's no use," I said quickly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "There's no way with that much cursed energy on him that he's even alive right now. It's just a puppet." I recognized this from one of the forbidden texts I'd snuck in to read during my time as Luna. Skinwalkers had the power to create zombies—mindless puppets animated by cursed energy to carry out a specific task. This one's was clear. Find me. Kill me.

one muttered. Inside the campus, the scene was eerily familiar. Broken glass littered the ground, papers fluttered in the breeze, and the faint stench of decay clung to the air. The first wave of zombies appeared almost immediately, their guttural groans cutting through the silence. Luke and Bayo didn’t hesitate. Bayo wielded a makeshift weapon—a sturdy metal pipe he had found earlier—and swung it with precision. Each strike connected with a sickening crunch, sending the undead to the ground.