Zombies 2 Wyatt Novels & Stories

These zombies moved with purpose, their movements swift and coordinated. Seeing it, Ying Wei’s heart pounded in his chest as he floored the gas pedal, the van lurching forward with a burst of speed. Since His Young master said that they will not stopped, they wouldn’t stop. They only need to escape this zombies. The van barreled toward the horde, and they braced themselves as the first zombie leaped onto the hood, its clawed hands scraping against the windshield. Claire fired her shotgun through the open window, blasting the creature off the vehicle, but more were coming—too many to fight off.

It's flowers falling on them. As low winds blew. As if a nature's symbol to proceed. " I love you Dad." " Love you more, kid." " I need you to do one thing after I leave. " " Yes dad." Sighing looking around. Zander speaks. " I want to take my last breath beside my Butterfly. But whatever remains of my body. Make sure to take it back where it belongs. " " To the bark of the death wolf. " Logan gasps at the information. Failing to understand what he meant.

I yelled. “You need to start fraternizing with the enemy!” She said looking over to Wyatt. I make my call on the shot and got it and we won. Now I’m going to reward myself by taking the enemy to the bedroom. “Night Jade!” I say grabbing Wyatt’s arm and pull him to the stairs. He grabs my ass and lifts me up, I wrap my legs around his waist kissing him, as he carries me to his room. He throws me onto his bed, and I gasp at the impact; Until I see his face—his eyes silver and his canines protruding. What’s going on with him?

He turned his head away, his eyes filled with a complex mix of shock, sorrow, and helplessness in the face of the apocalypse. Cradling Jasmine Donovan’s head, Dexter Wallace walked step by step toward a first-floor bedroom, endlessly murmuring Jasmine Donovan’s name as if nothing else in the world mattered. Kevin Keane watched the closed bedroom door, sighed, and then went around prying open the skulls of the zombies inside the villa. He got two Crystal Cores, gave them to me, and then opened the villa’s main door. The midday sun shot into the living room, dispelling some of the bloody stench.

I shout so loudly my voice cracks, only this time, I didn't say the last part in English-it was full on Latin. The Demon starts to convulse and Uncle John's already dead-looking flesh begins ripping away from the sockets connecting his arms, spilling out the pungent odor of death. My palm goes to my face as pain overwhelms me. Zack steps ahead of me, repeating my exact words. "Tulit autem dic mihi qua Skylar!" "Caemeterium..." Zull gets out before thick black liquid shoots straight up from his mouth, forming into the body of giant reptile with horns and spikey hands.

A small Wraith no larger than a butterfly escaped the portal and flung itself at a white-faced Master level Neratomay, who grabbed her face where the Wraith landed. But it was too late. The Wraith was inside her. She collapsed to the floor and began to seize, shaking and trembling with impossible speed before leaping to her feet. But she was no longer a Neratomay. She had become a zombie with cracked skin, long teeth, and claws, her eyes deader than dead. The zombie leaped with unnatural speed at a shape-shifter that had shifted back to a man, tore him in two, and began to eat his torn flesh.

I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head. The crunch of bone. Black blood splattered across my face. The zombie collapsed, but Catherine was already gone. She was still clutching her rosary beads. “It’s not safe anymore,” I said, wiping the blood from my cheek. “The vents are compromised. They can get in from anywhere.” Marcus’s voice shook. “We need Ethan back… only he knows how to reboot the defense system’s manual mode…” Just then, Martha’s wheelchair rolled up. Her face was chalk white.

Fondness points: -800] [Lukey was scratched by a zombie. Fortunately, I had medicine with me. Fondness points: -500] [Jeffrey smiled at me today. Fondness points: +10] [Shoved into a swarm of zombies for the second time. Everyone said I was useless. Fondness points: -400] [Shoved for the third time. Fondness points: Depleted. System execution: Activated] [I watched over this city for three years, but everyone wants me dead.]

“Chick, didn’t you hear what I said? On usual occasions, I would take my time to play with you, but today I am in a bad mood...” Zayn Lewis squinted his eyes. He could vaguely see Yvonne Xavier’s hot body and flawless face. Although he felt that she seemed familiar, he did not care too much about it. Wyatt Johnson who was behind him laughed arrogantly, bending back and forth. Hearing his laughter, Zayn squinted his eyes and looked at the blurry figure leaning on the car not far away. He gave a sinister laugh and said, “Little Wyatt, how do you want to deal with that brat?”

Zack says, turning into his wolf form. Zach makes his way towards me, walking around me. Growling. Austin also turns into his wolf form. I hear Zack’s mouth open, knowing the end is now. This is where I die. I close my eyes. I hear a loud yelp from behind me. I opened my eyes and turn around to see Austin on top of Zack. Both of them are tossing and turning, biting each other. I sit frozen, not knowing what to do. I need to do something; otherwise, Zack will kill Austin.