Zombies Eliza Novels & Stories

The scent of bleach and expensive leather in the infirmary was a choking haze. Zack sat on the edge of the exam table, his knuckles white as he gripped the thin paper covering. "What do you mean, you’re in bed with Logan?" Zack’s voice was a low, dangerous rasp. "He’s an asset," Eliza countered, her hands steady as she checked the IV drip she’d just hooked to his arm. "He’s the one who mapped the subterranean levels."

“how are you feeling?” “I’m good. It’s like…” She exhaled, the tiniest smile tugging at her lips. “It’s like a fog’s been lifted. Like I can breathe again.” When she told me about the little bombs, I realized then that Eliza wasn’t just some smart school partner I happened to know. She was a damn genius. The kind of person who could makes things from scratch. Now she is here because she wants to also protect Quin in her own way.

Upon hearing the General's groan in the bed, she flinched towards his position for the last time and smiled weakly. For Elizabeth, it was a night she can never forget. She might not be in love like what two people usually feel inside the books she loves to read. But at least for one night, she was able to feel what it's like to be that close to someone. She is a stranger to him but to her, he isn't. For the last time, she went towards her mask and placed a kiss on it. Elizabeth placed it on the bed, beside the General who was sleeping in peace. Without a word, she wished that someday the two of them would find each other's soulmate.

Eliza nods. “Sorry, just my first time here, and Malachi leaves me alone for two seconds and I’m nearly jumping out of my skin. I don’t get to spend much time around Vampires normally.” She takes a deep breath, then holds out her hand to shake. “Elizabeth.” The security looks at her then takes her hand, “Lisa, did you want to sit down to wait for him to come back?” Eliza nods gratefully,

“Think of it as Karma, now you will pay for you crimes, I am going to lock you away to starve for the rest of your life, oh wait you are immortal so that’s forever right.” “You can’t, they will find me, my father will find me.” “I don’t think he will find you in the bottom of the Mariana Trench” Elizabeth’s eyes grew wide, but then a smirk formed on her lips “The only thing you accomplished today was winning a single battle in a war you can’t win.” Then she pushed her body forward driving the stake into her own heart. Her body turned a bluish gray almost instantly and started to shrivel she already looked like a mummy that dies hundreds of years ago. I stepped back in shock releasing the sta

“Whatever Eliza knew before she died...whatever she thought was important enough to password-protect—it’s in here. I need answers.” Maya grabbed a can of soda from the bedside drawer and popped it open. “Well, lucky for us, I brought reinforcements.” Lily raised a brow. “ More snacks?” “Fuel,” Maya corrected with a grin. “We’re in full-on hacker mode. Graham would totally not approve, but hey—he’s not here.” Lily smirked, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. They went back to brainstorming. “Eliza’s cat’s name?” “Already tried it.”

Constantine's POV What exactly happened in the elevator earlier why did I act like that, there's something about that girl that drove me crazy. I don't understand why i can't stop seeing her eyes or thinking about her. There's something about Eulalia that I couldn't get out of my head, I do not know whether it's her eyes the way it calls me or her smile. My phone starts ringing and the caller ID shows Larissa Why is the crazy girl calling me again doesn't she understand that it was a one time thing.

CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT Our Honeymoon 3 As Eliza stood in the bathroom, her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts and emotions. She felt a mix of desire, confusion, and a deep sense of uncertainty. The air in the bathroom felt heavy, mirroring the weight of her own inner turmoil. Feeling the need to gather herself and find some semblance of control, Eliza decided to remove her clothes and slipped into a soft bathrobe that hung on a hanger in the bathroom. The fabric draped around her, offering a temporary comfort and a shield from the vulnerability she was experiencing.

“She’s manipulating you!” The cloaked figure leaned closer to Eliza, whispering something inaudible but insidious. I could practically feel the darkness swirling around her, seeking to invade her mind. “Stop!” I shouted, my voice shaking with urgency. “You have to come back to us!” Before another second could pass, I surged forward, ready to face whatever backlash would come. But as I charged, something unexpected happened. Eliza broke through the invisible tether that bound her. “No!” she shouted, regaining her voice, her eyes narrowing on Yelda. “I don’t want what you’re offering.”

Kyrell sounded puzzled and worried as he asked in a hurry, “What happened?” “Eliza has disappeared without a trace. I feel like she is in danger. I should go by myself and check on her,” I explained in a hurry while entering the car. Instead of stopping me, Kyrell replied immediately, “Wait for me. I am coming with you.” “That would be-” “DAMN IT!” I heard Kyrell’s sudden, astonished voice as he added in a distracted tone, “She is here, Bro.” “Who?” Kyrell murmured in utter astonishment and tension, “Princess Eliza is here. Hurry or she will be sold out.”