Zombie Revelations Novels & Stories

“Will you take my blood?” Zuba never said anything. She looked into his eyes, and grabbing his chest forcefully, she plunged her fangs gently right into his flesh. “The other one is for love”, she said as she looked the other way. She gave her back to him. She looked away for a moment to wipe away her tears. “And the other one?” he asked She then turned around, facing him again, “The curse of a witch is broken”, she replied. “From now on you will shape shift at will without waiting for the tree days of the full moon”.

I removed the leathered clothes I wore from the training and climbed in the bed covering myself in the white sheets trying my best to get to sleep in order to forget what I saw. It came to me that I forgot to blow the candle. I sat down and blew the candle. After doing that I came back to the same sleeping position, covering myself with sheets once more. I tried to close my eyes for a moment and opened it after about six minutes and suddenly saw that the candle was lighted. I never felt or heard Cyrvian came in! I got curious so I removed the sheets from my face just covering my lower part instead. I almost jumped out of bed when I saw HIM--

Guevarra’s liposuction. “Welcome back, Ginger,” Dr. Guevarra said with a smile on her face. “Are you ready to remove your bandage and see the result of your new appearance?” “Finally! I get to see the new me literally,” Ginger said. “And Ginger had already died three months ago. It’s Lucy Solace now.” “Well, that’s a nice name, Lucy,” Dr Guevarra said while gently removing Ginger’s bandage, and once removed, she handed over a mirror to Ginger.

There was something about him that made Jasper think that he just might be able to help him like once things settled down. If his information was correct, unlike the vampires and werewolves, the zombies weren’t sent from another dimension. They were humans whose humanity went bad. If Jasper was correct, zombiesm was caused by a virus of some type. If there was one thing that he was certain of it was that all viruses had a cure. He just needed time to find it.

Peter looked crestfallen when he saw how close Zachary was to me. Zachary pulled my sleeves upward, and he furrowed his brows. Tiny red spots could be seen on the inner side of my arm, thanks to Selena's vigorous rubbing earlier. Peter narrowed his eyes slightly and fixed his gaze on Zachary as he asked, "Dr. Jenkins, aren't you being a little too close to her?" Zachary turned his head toward Peter, then tugged at his collar slightly. "We are professionals. We won't do anything out of line."

SEBASTIAN'S POV I was wrong, Sarah’s the only irresponsible vampire in history. There's not one single reference of a member of the royal family leaving the kingdom. It's like none of my ancestors even anticipated an incident like this. "Good going Sarah, there are better ways to punish me for not paying attention to you, this is just too much! I don't even know if you're dead or alive. Please come home." A slight knock interrupted my monologue. Rhea? This feels weird and unexpected. I guess she's still our friend after all.

My consciousness faded to black. My body leaped in a heap as sparks flew from my arm through the rest of my body, erasing the pain from my limbs and torso. I gratefully panted, surprised I was still living. What just happened? As my body heaved breaths I never knew I'd be able to take again, movement to the left caught my eye. Squinting to see in the moonlight, the movement swirled around, making me dizzy. What is going on? As if on cue, the shadows came out from the trees and into a patch of moonlight. The glistening black fur of Nathan's wolf and the ghastly sight of a raging vampire rolling and fighting in a heap made me realize what was going on again.

Racing to the great room, she grabbed a pair of binoculars that hung ready for use on a hook near the picture window and peered through them. The oversized window in the great room gave her a better angle to look from. That, plus the assistance of the binoculars, allowed her to scrutinize the man’s face. Her blood ran cold when she saw the lifeless eyes and odd colored flesh. This had to be a zombie. She didn’t have to have experience in what they looked like to know that this was one.

Something is scribbled across it in Rachel's handwriting. "Lies and secrets, they are like a cancer in the soul. They eat away at what is good and leave only destruction behind". "This sounds like something an Arrowverse or Marvel character would say", I laugh at Rachel. "Cassandra Clare", Rachel calls out. "Don't know her." "She's one of my favorite authors. She wrote The Mortal Instruments." "Never thought of that either", I shrug. "Where are you with your speech?" "Literally nowhere." "Do you want to go grocery shopping? Your fridge is empty and I'm having this weird craving for gummy worms", I suggest, not wanting to spend a second longer watching Rachel write her speech.

And what a horrible end I met. My heart bangs one last rib splitting time sending a lightning bolt of pain through my body effectively ending my tortured life. Last thought…................................. ..........................................................Goodbye Jace…................. . . . 📀Disk 2 Sub Theme : A New Vamp Emerges . . Marcos Pov