Zombies 2: Wolf Tales Novels & Stories

She looked at it with the thoughts of what the wood would do, the damage it would cause when she smashes the wood against the monster's head. Thankfully, the sight of her mother had temporarily disrupted the phantom, giving her the chance to activate her plans. She would want to get up from the ground slowly, knowing fully well the sensitivity of a werewolf's scent and hearing. She stood quietly, making sure her legs didn't break any twig which rested on the ground. She suppressed her groaning at the time she lifted the wood above her head, ready to smash this beast's head and end its terror. But the phantom turned its face backward, its eyes staring at her from the side until it turned its

The drama that was playing on the stage was about the little boy who , a special born who killed his mother, the Luna of the pack. " I hope we are following." Ruckus said, eyeing Derek. He smiled. It was obvious Derek was getting uncomfortable. " The story is about a young special born wolf who took the life of his own mother. " " That's strange." Alpha of the blood river pack said. " Quite sad. The boy mus be a curse to the pack." Ruckus giggled. " I bet he is. Someone like that gas to be a monster that will keep killing without stopping. " He eyed Derek.

She lost consciousness again and woke up sometime later to the sound of loud screaming. “So, you found her on accident but what were you doing there in the first place?” Noah asked angrily. Lola recognized one of the hunter’s voices that was answering, “Some organization is giving out 10.000-dollar rewards for anyone who can kill a wolf that is twice the size of a normal wolf.”

What was this duo up to? Their house was beautifully decorated, but the colours were not the best. “How are you finding the place so far?” aunt Zora asked while we were eating. She turned to Zach whom she had strategically put next to her. Either she had great maternal instincts or she was so used to playing games and manipulating people. “Do you like it here, Zach?” “Yes, I want to see the werewolves,” he said, excitedly, making aunt Zora go pale. Bonnie gasped. “Emilia thinks there are many of them in this town. Werewolves are so cool.”

They were cracking up or twitching and I hoped it to be our pack mates but not as what Clara said- "Zombies?" Clara choked out, staring at them in utter shock. "Tell me, you guys are seeing this as well?" I and Ivy nodded, unable to speak because I was already tired of what we encountered back in the mall. "Get in the car, fast!" Ivy ordered, opening the doors automatically. Wow! Impressive. It's not like I haven't seen a BMW before or not like I can't buy it but I don't want to waste my money on it when I can use that to help the pack.

Their eyes didn't shift to the glow of the wolf; they turned black, void of any light, void of any soul. They were no longer the wolves I knew. They were Zombie Wolves—puppets of flesh and fur driven by a singular, homicidal directive. Foam dripped from their jowls, black as tar, hissing as it hit the floorboards. "Back to back! Protect my son!" Nash roared.

I fainted after seeing my mother in that state. When I awoke, I was surrounded by a group of people whose faces I had never seen before, and I recognised my father among them. My father stated that my mother died in the woods by some wild animal. Everyone asked about what happened in the woods. When I told the truth, no one believed me and tried to convince me that a wild animal killed my mom and it's not a werewolf. Cleo, my cousin, abandoned me when I asked her for evidence. The mother was killed by a wild beast in the woods. That was the phoney truth that everyone wanted me to believe.

" He took her order then loped out the front door to his car. As she watched him she was struck again by the animal grace of his lean body, the sleek pelt of hair on his head, the easy way he moved. Wolf! Man! I am certifiably insane. Everyone knows there are no such things as werewolves. Shifters. They're just legends and myths. But after last night and this morning, and with Halloween casting its paranormal air over everything, it was hard to dismiss her thoughts out of hand.

The vampires would come again on the next full moon and any more war could mean the extinction of werewolves. They were only few left.Just two packs in a kingdom once filled with more than fifty of them.Her pack-the Blood Moon only had her,her sick father and the two soldiers that survived the last war-Avery and Axel. The second pack-the Storm Moon had less than twenty two members left. Nina stared through her window and didn't even move when her father came in.Not until he moved a chair towards her did she snap out of her thoughts. "Dad." she smiled weakly "You're here"

The wolf fell limp on him, and he pushed it away standing with his knees bent, ready to jump. "Behind you," shouted the girl. The warning came just in time. His body reacted to instinct, he bent down falling on his knees allowing the wolf to sail past him over his head. It landed, turned and pounced again. Zack twisted to the left and smashed the one end of the staff on his head and another end under its belly near the ribs, breaking both at the same time. He saw the last wolf taking a lunge at the girl trying to kill her. He reacted instantly, jumped bending his body sideways and threw the stick at the wolf, like a knife, it pierced the wolf near its neck and it fell limp on the ground. Aft