Zombies 3 Exceptional Zed Novels & Stories

Mydra added, “The flashes of war and destruction that you had seen earlier, Valencia, it was the Ancient mage’s doing. Of course, we didn’t want him killed but then we realized that he was growing increasingly hateful towards werewolves. So I and Calhoun decided that it was the best to let him die.” The surprises being thrown at them were too much to handle. Dominic stopped playing with the knots for a moment as both he and Valencia took the time to process the information. As the four of them were busy chatting, Trecdor got up from the floor and added, “While this is all very amusing, let’s play ‘catch up’ later, I just want all of you to die.” Saying so, Trecdor looked at his men who immed

jason asked, Zaymor stretched his arms as the mist cleared, in its place were dead creatures with blades, "They will" he said as they attacked, Everything slowed again, jason could feel the vibrations of their feet on the earth, he attacked the first zombie, cleaving off its head to ascertain the truth about the part where one cut their heads off, it fell to the floor and became dust, "Head it is " he thought as he parried a strike by another and kicked it back into the group, Sorrena was holding her ground well, there was something in her claws that shone blue and allowed a slash to any part of their bodies making them dissolve to dust,

He was crying but finally looking at her. "What happened Damien?" He didnt say anything but he cried more. Silently. She didn't even think he was breathing. It was as if he was trying to hold his breath to hold in his tears. "Oh you found- what the fuck?" Jonathan gasped in shock. Ashleigh looked at Jonathan, "Please, make all this disappear?" "Sure." Ashleigh watched Damien stare at the floor as Jonathan got rid of the pills and the blade and all of their companions. When Jonathan left to put away the stuff she spoke.

As my soul left my body, I wondered why I could still see what was happening to me. It only hit me when I looked down to see my lifeless body slumped on the table—I was dead. The sound of the door opening caught my attention. I turned to see that a maid had returned. The remnants of whatever hope I harbored disappeared. My brothers hadn't returned. The maid was shocked to see me slumped on the table with the urn and photo beside me. She stopped to assess the situation before slowly approaching me. She reached out a trembling finger and placed it underneath my nose. Then, she paled and shrieked in fear.

With just one glance, she recognized the three beastmen. Everyone else also noticed them and showed signs of wariness. However, before the three could get close, the coffin suddenly erupted with a loud shout. "Help! Mother, save me quickly! I can't breathe!" Everyone fell silent for a moment, then began screaming in unison, "The corpse is moving!" Knowing the truth, Mother's face turned pale instantly. She lunged forward and threw open the coffin lid. Victoria, wearing funeral clothes and looking disheveled, crawled out in embarrassment.

Selena interjected, "Please help her get her medical report, Mr. Jenkins. We'll just have a brief chat." I lifted my hand to hold Zachary's hand and squeezed it. "Come over to the fire escape after you get my report. We'll be there." Zachary understood me immediately. He turned around and left. Selena walked around to the back of my wheelchair and pushed me toward the fire exit. After positioning my hands near the brakes, I prompted, "Go ahead. What is it?" While Selena pushed the wheelchair, she said, "Do you know how much I hate you? I could've had a happy family. Everything was gone the moment you regained consciousness."

Troy angrily yelled, using both hands to hold my neck. "Are you threatening me?" Alpha Zedex's voice was low and daring. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my throat felt like it was being crushed. "Don't push—" Troy started to say. "Kill her!" Alpha Zedex snapped, shocking everyone, causing even Troy's grip to loosen due to shock slightly. My heart raced with horror. His command to kill me, delivered with such casual indifference, made my heart sink down my stomach. Could Zedex’s command be a buff? or was he really intent on seeing me dead? Just the thought of being a pawn of a deadly game and disposable sent chills down my spine.

The whistle on the ice stopped. I did not process what happened next in real time. Zade left the ice. He has seen us. He left Mid play. He cleared the barrier between the rink and the stands in one motion, skates and full gear, and he was moving through the crowd before anyone understood what they were watching. People scattered. Someone fell. He was in wolf form by the time he reached our row, not full shift, the in-between state that was worse, seven feet of Alpha blood and fur and amber eyes gone completely red.