Zombieland Jesse Novels & Stories

I’m deep in my dreams before my head even hits the pillow or eyes completely close. I’m in the mines under my pack grounds. I’m young, like eight or nine years old. A silver blade dipped in wolfsbane stabs me in the belly. I run into the vault. I see my parents running towards me. Suddenly, Jesse shows up. He locks eyes with me and murders them. The Beta family slams the vault door closed and spins the dial around. The earth rumbles, resonating through the bottoms of my feet. Wooden beams and metal mesh crash down in a cave-in that brings half the mountain down on top of me. I’m buried alive.

I hung up and asked a maid to allow him in. He rushed upstairs panting as he held my phone. I collected it and played the video that was on the screen. I couldn't say anything as I saw Jessica, if that's her name, look like a zombie while staring at a burning house. She was smiling, a smile that looked more of someone that had lost everything. She stood still for kind and everyone around there screamed then fell to the ground. It wasn't a pleasant sight but I wanted to hide my expression from Marshall. Marshall looked at me as if he was about to cry. She smelled of ashes. Like I predicted, he started crying.

The gale fed the fire instantly, transforming it into a towering, localized firestorm that incinerated a dozen level-two zombies in seconds, leaving nothing but ash. Right beside them, Julian and Jake executed their own lethal combination. Jake reached out with his metal ability, ripping metal doors and jagged hoods off the abandoned cars to form a massive, crushing cage around a cluster of superpowered zombies. The moment the metal trapped them, Julian blasted a high-voltage current straight into the steel. The makeshift cage lit up with crackling, blinding electricity, frying the trapped monsters instantly. Jolie anchored the flanks, her thick, thorned earth vines tearing through the aspha

He could not keep letting her do whatever she wanted to just because of her bad temper. Sharon was about to say something when one of Dayton’s men brought Jesse in with him. Jesse had come over to look for Dayton in a hurry. He could no longer wait. He wanted to ask Dayton to lend him some men so that he could kill Simon Zachary right away. The moment Sharon and Jesse saw each other, they were both stunned. Jesse was in a state of shock and disbelief when he saw Sharon here. After returning to his senses, he wanted to capture Sharon straight away!

The plan was to pretend to fall and then roll over to her pistol and end the psycho's life. "Come on Jessy, you can do this." She encouraged herself with a whisper, Jessy herself was now feeling a sense of panic and after the encouragement of a deep breath, she went for it. Jessy rolled over and before Zoe could react, she planted three bullets in her chest. Zoe had been down. She ignored her and rushed to save Dale. She lost her and let her lay in her arms. "Hey baby? Wake up!" Jessy pleaded and buried her face to her bosom. She dropped her to the floor and went for the bed spread, the clothing she would use to rap and then carry her out.

Jessi's little face lit up. "Okay, I'll keep them safe." She said with determination. Jessi then turned toward Cressida, who had been watching the interaction while trying to figure out why her spell didn't work. "You better watch it, witch. Next time I see you, you're dead." Despite being in the middle of a fight that could destroy everything, Zoe and Ryder couldn't help chuckling. They took one giant leap to land in front of the pack house and watched Jessi go inside. Zoe mindlinked her parents to make sure they retrieved her before she came back outside.

They even managed to secure a gun. With everything in place, Giselle's mood lifted noticeably. She mocked me every day, taunting that I wouldn't even know how I'd die and insisting I could never match her. When Shawn's message arrived confirming the zombie lab had been destroyed and I was safe, I gave a small, knowing smile at the ridiculous Giselle in front of me. "Yeah, Giselle," I said softly. "Maybe one day, you won't even know how you die."

I casually tossed the grenade up and down in my hand like a ball before hurling it toward the car where Scarface was hiding. By the time Scarface managed to shove away the zombies around him, his entire body had already erupted into flames. He staggered around screaming in agony, desperately trying to find water to put himself out. But there was nothing here that could save him. I watched expressionlessly as he burned into a charred corpse before collapsing onto the ground. I wondered how many survival points the system would reward me after destroying this many zombies at once. Thinking about that, I turned and walked back toward the estate.

She yelled, pushing Melissa forward and watching as Mr Anderson dived into the window with all his might. He tumbled messily. A loud smash pierced their eyes and they instinctively flinched as glass flew in all directions. Brie winced harder as she heard a door slam. The basement? Adam seemed frozen, staring at the limp body on the floor. They watched as it twitched and Mr Anderson rose back to life, lifting his floppy head up to inspect his prey once more. "Come to the basement," Brie begged, "this is getting too dangerous." She grabbed onto Adam's arm, tugging, hoping he'd listen. He whipped his hair out of his eyes and took a look back at the mess created.

I responded to Anna half-heartedly. I needed to take Joyce home first before anything else. During the zombie outbreak in my past life, I had rushed to the kindergarten as fast as I could, only to be greeted with Joyce's remains. When I played back the security footage, I saw Joyce screaming for me while she was being torn apart by the zombies. Since then, I was overcome with remorse for losing Joyce. Now that I was given a second chance in life, I needed to bring Joyce home right away in order to ensure her survival.