Zombieland Rule Double Tap Novels & Stories

Dying from sheer stupidity was just embarrassing. William killed the lights and pulled off the road and into a clearing. It was a decent-sized area; clear of trees, but full of holes and uneven ground, which made it less than ideal for driving—a fact he only realized once they were halfway in. Any high grass area could easily conceal a hidden stump or deep rut, though they were fortunate enough not to find one.

I sat on the edge of the bed, my head spinning. I couldn't help but wonder why Yvonne was out to destroy me when I was the one who saved her. In the evening, Robert Warner—the coworker who brought my food—covertly handed me his phone. "You should take a look at the HOA group chat, Caleb," he said. I checked the group chat, where over 300 residents were messaging rapidly. Yvonne had tagged the whole group and shared a photo, showing the gas valve wrapped in Scotch tape and some unknown materials. That wasn't the Teflon tape and sealant I had used back at her apartment.

Alex was happy that Purity was getting along with his brother, he had though that she would be mad at him for bringing him along. They arrived at the hug mall and it was filled with bustling activity and shoppers everywhere. They bought movie tickets after letting Purity choose the movie. Purity decided to choose the new Transformers movie since it offered romance for her and was action packed for the guys and they were happy with her choice. Even when she offered to pay for her share, Alex did not let her pay for the movie ticked and the popcorn they ate while watching the movie. She sat next to him while Marcus sat on his other side. Even with his brother there, Alex still continued to be

I can’t see his face, but I know for sure his eyes are rolling hard because he thinks Moose’s antics are stupid as hell. Moose, obviously nicknamed for his size, always sends prank shit to the team at the end of the season. It’s a tradition, the same way I play the bongos naked before big games – and also randomly when the mood strikes, like this morning. The naked bongo playing started as a joke before my first game in Texas. I had too many beers and bought bongo drums and then thought it’d be funny to pull a Matthew McConaughey, since I was in Texas and all. Then we won, and clearly I could never stop playing them or we’d lose. That’s how superstitions work. So the bongos have followed me

Instinct even. "We got a tap out!" The announcer affirms the win, declaring Bret's lifeless hand hitting the mat a tap out. I just killed him. I just killed someone.

Chandra pulled Amara away. "Stop." "Don't try to rule me, Chandra!" "Then don't do anything against my rules! Or I will shut you up." The last line she just stated served as a tranquilizer to me- it made me freeze- stopping me to eat Amara. Into the thin air, I shouted, and I growled. The nearby wolves responded, including Amara. But Chandra didn't. One thing is for sure, she isn't part of our race, and this place is not werewolves' realm. Just the parallel of my world.

Pain exploded—but so did focus. I drove my blade straight through its skull, twisting hard until it went limp. The second I sidestepped and decapitated. The third was already upon me when a strange warmth bloomed in my chest. The Sanctuary responded. My free hand lifted instinctively, and green light flared from my palm. Roots shot from the soil, piercing through the zombie’s chest and dragging it to the ground. I stared, panting, as it stopped moving. Then silence. [Trial One Complete]

At this point, she lost resistance. "Uuuuunng... oh God, yesssss... more..." Sally moaned as the zombie slowly fucked her. As if out of nowhere, a huge shovel knocked the zombie off Sally. The zombie hands that held Sally burrowed back into the ground thus releasing her. "Tsk tsk tsk... George, what have I told you about touching captives without our permission? Off you go now. This one is under my protection." The zombie named George moaned in protest but Sally's rescuer intimidated him by waving his shovel. George backed off and shuffled to a different direction.

My hands itched where they lay by my side and I gave myself a smack mentally. Focus Ava! "Let's say I agree to this deal of yours," I said, trying not to give in to the urge to tremble under their intense gazes. Everyone feared the Silvermore brothers. They were a deadly duo who were said to decide who lived and who didn't in an instant. There was a rumor that the brothers had taken down Silvermore's fourteenth village, Fang, in battle and they had been barely fifteen at that time. Now though, staring at the older virile males before me, feeling their domineering aura press down like the weight of a freaking mountain, it was easy to see how they had done so.

I blinked, distracted and dislocated. Something passed in her orbs before the guy dragged her away and Rein used that chance to push me off, he twisted my arm to the back and I winced out, unlocking my special blow. I jammed my elbow into his rib and while he was distracted, I punched him and he dropped, limp, and passed out. Cheers and yells echoed in the grounds as I dragged myself up, my eyes still on the distracting figure that was standing just outside the ring. “What about a spar with you?” I didn't know what made me ask that as I pointed to the guy beside Alerix. Her man.