Zombies 3 Addison Alien Novels & Stories

The sounds of bones breaking and snapping, flesh being torn, and his terrified cries send a chill down my spine. “s**t, remind me never to offend Stephanie,” Ben mutters, looking like he was about to puke. “Addison is just as monstrous as Vince!” Fuck, Addison really is like a monster. I don’t think a single spot of the room won’t be covered in blood or his torn flesh by the time she is done. After about an hour, his screams and cries die down, and then I finally feel his tether to the pack snap, indicating he’s dead.

Eventually, she would mark this factory as hers, expanding her territory. With all the machinery already in place, it would make processing food much easier in the future. This factory was hers now. As they descended to the third floor, Hayley's psychic sense shivered. Within her mind, she detected energy ten times stronger than any ordinary zombie. "Stop!" Leonard froze at her command. Boom! The safety gate in front of Leonard was smashed open, and a zombie, its belly ripped open, staggered into view. Unlike the others, its gray-white eyes held a flicker of intelligence. It was a level-3 zombie!

The man falls forward, losing consciousness. We keep fighting until we get to the testing rooms. The doors are locked. I can see the doctors through the bulletproof glass. They are running around trying to wipe computer files and destroy equipment. I smirk at their efforts. Too bad for them that we had already broken into their system. Dr. Monroe is the first to notice me standing on the other side of the glass. I wave at him mockingly. He sneers at me with contempt in his eyes. Then he turns to Dr. Spencer and points to me. Dr. Spencer’s eyes get as wide as saucers. They begin whispering in alarm. Unfortunately, they made the room soundproof. If not, my Lycan senses would have picked up the

Because of fear, they ran rapidly to ask for help. Just a few minutes later, the three men arrived at the nearest city thugs station to report what they witnessed. However, they saw that the city thugs were currently fighting a group of zombies. Those zombies are weird, only black circles can be seen in their eyes and their eyeballs seem to be gone. Their color is pale and they can move quickly like a monkey. They don’t fall into normal attacks. Only beings with spiritual power have the ability to overthrow them. - At Crow ax gang main station, Velmont island.

She noticed the noise and she quickly grabbed the alarm trying to put it to sleep but it wasn't responding, so she had no option than to smash it on the floor. Crash!! The alarm was smashed to pieces and Miss Jane quickly covered herself up with part of the duvet. She was kinda cold, and her eyes were looking scared. Her teeths were vibrating, but her face seemed okay, with no expression at all. Sweats were dropping from her face down to her tits, and she had to wipe them off with her hands. She swallowed her spits, "It's morning already." She smiled, then stretched herself as she yawned like a hungry hyena. She was happy that it was Monday again and that she could go to work and feel wanted

My chest tightened at the thought of him–Tyler Adams, the Beta of the Shadow Hunters Pack, who escaped with the Alpha’s, Derek Lysarian, daughter, Zelda Lysarian, the night we slaughtered their whole pack in retaliation for my father’s, Sebastian Velric Thorne, murder. Eldric’s pace quickened as he grew restless, “She’s out there, Maddox,” he said lowly. “And the blood of Derek Lysarian runs through her veins. That kind of legacy festers. Who knows, Tyler and Zelda are now raising an army against us?”

The morning sun barely penetrated the haze of dust and decay that hung over the desolate campus. Shadows danced across the rubble-strewn ground as the tension in the air thickened. The group—Joseph, Luke, Mira, Collins, Jeff, Favour, and Sarah—stood trapped in a suffocating circle of fear. Akin stood at the center, flanked by his sentient zombie and a horde of undead, their vacant, lifeless eyes trained on their prey.

He turned and ordered, "Drag her to the outer quarantine zone and tie her to the post. Without my permission, no one is to give her a clean death!" Hearing such a cruel command, and with Madeline's manipulation still hanging over them, not a single squad member stepped forward to object. Two of them hauled me up and dragged me away. Suddenly, roars erupted from all directions. It was worse than anything we had heard before. The zombies that had been pushed back earlier were now swarming in from every side, moving terrifyingly fast. "How do they still have the strength to break in? T-They… They've evolved!" Julian screamed in panic. His voice was shaking uncontrollably.

At that moment, Ali and I made a perfect team. "We need to get away from here before it gets too crowded," I said to Ali, kicking a zombie hard in the stomach. I watched it crash into another zombie, sending both of them tumbling to the ground. "Help! Please help us!" The scream tore through the air. Ali and I shared a glance before heading toward the street the voice had come from. When we arrived, the scene was a complete disaster. Three zombies were crawling over a woman, tearing into her flesh and eating her alive.

My vision blurred, darkness creeping at the edges—then nothing. A warm glow flickered behind my eyelids, the scent of burning wood filling my senses before consciousness fully returned. My body ached, a dull, throbbing pain stretching across my limbs. When I finally opened my eyes, I saw firelight dancing against the trees. We were still in the woods. My clothes were damp, my skin tight with cold, but I was alive. Then I heard it—his voice. “I’m so glad you’re alive,” Abaddon muttered, the roughness of his tone edged with something unreadable. “But at the same time, I want to kill you.”