Zombies 3 Wyatt Novels & Stories

His name is Tyler Swift and the strategist of the team. "DAMN IT! SHE CRIED LOUDLY BUT THE ZOMBIES IGNORED HER?!" another one cursed as he felt unfair of the treatment of God. His name is Gabriel Collins and the computer expert of the team. "If she joined us, our mission to annihilate the zombies will be easy..." a man with eyeglass pushed his eyeglass up on his nose as he said his opinion after witnessing the high school girl. His name is Ralph Spencer and was a taekwondo expert of the team.

She noticed that Lucas' face was calm, and Scarlet was wearing a cold expression. It was as if the two Rank 3 Zombies and hundreds of zombies were nothing to them. The sight of their expressions made Wendy felt relieved. She thought that as long as she could take down the hundreds of zombies and the two Rank 3 Zombies, they would be able to rank first on the leaderboard. Roar! Without warning, the two Rank 3 Zombies made their move along with the hundreds of zombies; they rushed toward the group of people at a very fast speed. On the other hand, Scarlet made her move as well!

We were on high alert all the way. The emergency lights were strobing, threatening to fizz out at any moment. The air was thick with the stench of blood and the rancor of rotten flesh. The growls of zombies added to the noise in the air. Right when we were about to arrive at the exit, a familiar voice called out for help, "Help! Please!" We checked out the source of the shout and realized it was Yves. He was trapped in a corner, and three zombies were tearing his flesh out. His right arm was ripped from his torso, and blood spurted like a fountain.

We move down until we find the facility. A cry of pain resounds through the hall. I gesture for the men to be quiet and move towards the door. The door opens, revealing Dr. Shepard and a few other men shooting at a few escaped Lycans. A few are lying on the floor, bleeding. He’s using silver bullets to stave them off. He continues to shoot, moving towards another exit on the wall. His eyes widen in fear when he sees me step into the room. He looks around wildly and shouts. “IT’S TRAEGER. SHOOT HIM! KILL HIM!” The other men look towards me frantically, shooting, but I duck down. Mikhail and Azazel move forward.

he placed his tip at her entrance, intensifying everything she was already feeling, "I want you, please, Zaddy." Shola woke up to the chirping of birds in the trees and the sun's rays blessing her beautiful bronze skin. She felt sore all over but great inside. She smiled to herself, coinciding her lower lip between her teeth and she remembered the previous night. That was when she realized she was no longer inside the red room. And also, that Solano was nowhere to found inside the room.

We could even coexist with the zombies! Outside the door, my squadmates and I exchanged stunned looks. Ryan had never been to the front line. He had no interest in battlefield data or analysis. In truth, the zombie virus had stopped mutating a year ago and had not produced another massive outbreak. Though there were still many zombies roaming the earth, there would come a day when they could all be eradicated. Ryan's notion of coexisting with the zombies was an absolute joke. Matt kicked the door open, and my squad barged in. Ryan straightened himself reflexively. Clara was wrapped in an electric blanket, eyes wide and innocent-looking.

Instead, he went up the stairs to the attic. Was he finally… going to verify the truth? Mark summoned his courage and opened the door to the attic. The place stank of death. Even so, he still found the energy to yell, “What the hell are you doing, Jane—Argh! I’m giving you one last chance. If you don’t show up, I’m going to be really angry!” But he slowly fell silent and walked over to my body before squatting down in front of it. The attic was stuffy and hot, which caused my body to decompose to the point that I was practically unrecognizable. I had maggots crawling about my skin and rotten flesh.

Wyatt pushed open the door and walked in. As soon as Elvis saw him, he quickly cast a pleading look towards him. Wyatt walked over and glanced, "What are you doing? Are you trying to run away?" Joseph, "Zack disappeared, I wanted to go back to Bryston."

A gust of wind sent chills through her body, and she turned to see Mason tackling Julian to the ground; both vampires had their fangs bared, just as planned. Zander staggered drunkenly until his vision cleared. He steadied himself and reached into his jacket for his gun; cocking and aiming it at the fighting vampires. His aim constantly shifted as Mason and Julian continued to gain the upper hand on one another; and with another gust of wind, Julian had vanished.

Forensic teams had moved in to gather evidence and process everything while soldiers flushed out any fugitives trying to run like rats abandoning a sinking ship. Lucas was relieved to have Nathaniel off his hands. Never had he met anyone he hated more than that vile and pathetic excuse for a werewolf. It had been a long night but it was far from over and Lucas had no doubt in his mind that it would be a few more long hours before he could even try and sleep.