Zombies X Reader Novels & Stories

He had sluggish eyes, and the corner of his mouth was slightly rotting; he looked like a walking corpse. If it wasn’t for his occasionally raising chest, people would treat him as an actual zombie. His body moved, and he flew out of the coffin like a ghost. At the same time, in the No. 1 room… Harvey smiled at Xyla as soon as he felt a strange, creepy aura. “You told me that times have changed. It’s the age of firearms, no? What’s the point of getting an expert to help you, then?” Xyla chuckled coldly.

After Derek and I sat down, Robert called the meeting to order. "This is a discussion of the events of November 23rd. On that date, Ms. Elizabeth Summers, now known as Kimberly Sparks, was attacked by a vampire. David Jones and Derek Michael intervened during the attack on Ms. Sparks and in the process, turned her into one of us. We are here to determine if their actions that night were appropriate." "Ms. Sparks, would you please come forward?" I looked at Derek and stood, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans as I walked to the chair and sat facing the Council.

They can only walk into moon light, or will turn into ashes if sunlight gets contacted. The last vampire breed does not exist, they are called hybrid vampires. Adrianna was reading the book when the doorbell rang and she went to check. It was Cathy along with the kids. "Hey…" Adrianna was happy to see her kids playing happily inside the house. Her day was busy afterward and she forgot to read the book then. "So, everything is done. Do you need more help?" Cathy asked her friend. "No… but I am happy that you came." Adrianna was glad to have her in her life.

In my mind, I silently prayed that we would both make it out of there. "Don't even attempt it. We're not your ordinary vampires who easily burn in the sun," we both gasped as Daniel revealed our plan. He smiled at us and laughed. "I'm a pureblood vampire. I have the power to read your actions, just like your brother. Not your thoughts, though, only your movements." I swallowed hard, and Daniel darted forward. "Oh, really? Well, guess what? I'm also a pureblood." She smiled at the man in front of her, but he just laughed.

She couldn't help but poke it, and the feel was also very good. I don't want to be shot in the stomach no matter how it looks. But in her memory, the scene of four bullet holes bleeding outward was too clear, and the bright red blood seemed to be right in front of her. She shook her head and poked again to confirm that it was really intact. Really crazy, is it possible that there is a fifth generation of zombies that carry a virus that causes hallucinations, and this boy in front of me is actually a zombie? She patted her face to make herself more conscious.

Gus’s presence was showing also. “It's OK, we won't hurt you,” Jim stated as he rose to his feet. “You are monsters,” she panted. “I guess you could say that,” I chuckled. “But Ezekiel is a monster too, the strongest and most powerful werewolf. He is a bad man, a murderer. Kitty, you need to stay away from him,” I warned her. “But he said he loves me,” she gulped. “No he doesn't. He isn't capable of emotions,” Jim added as he told her how he killed his parents. Kitty listened with tear-stained eyes as Jim told her everything.

I could see that he didn't care about the battle tomorrow, and truth be told, neither did I. "Tomorrow morning, Cornelius will return to cast a spell on you. The spell will turn you into a living zombie that will only follow mothers' orders." For the first time in his life, I could hear the disgust and loathing in his voice when he said; 'Mother'. Instead of the blind faith and devotion to her. Maybe, just maybe there might be hope for him yet. "She will choose someone to fight, I don't know who, though." "I will not fight. " I croaked. My throat dry and raw.

"The coastal station is compromised. There’s an old subway tunnel five miles from here that leads to the 'Dead Zone'—the ruins of the first city. That’s where Life Zero began." ​We ran. ​The five miles felt like five minutes. With the Scythe active, my physical limits were gone. I was a blur of violet light, and Julian—connected to me through the bond—kept pace, his movements fluid and lethal. We were no longer a doctor and a patient; we were two halves of a single, devastating storm. ​We reached the entrance to the "Dead Zone"—a rusted iron gate swallowed by overgrown vines that pulsed with a strange, sickly blue light. This was where the "Modern World" ended and the "Supernatural World" be

Then again she had just been so relieved and giddy that she had been able to hopefully help impress Lucas into making a deal with Nathaniel. By the time the girls were back in the den, clean of sweat and glitter and all tucked up in their cots under layers of blankets and clothing to fight off the cold, Chloe had all but forgotten about her meeting with the mysterious British werewolf. Sleep came quickly, pulling her into its warm embrace when her dreams were filled with sultry hazel eyes that would glow gold. She wasn't sure how long she had been asleep but she was pulled from her dreams by someone shaking her.

Streams of white light energy hit them and sent them and the bodies they possessed down into the abyss. I moved my hand, aimed at zombies, and sent them to the darkness of the Underworld. A zombie in the form of a naked shifter had cracked the back of a screaming Neratomay Elder, and I shot it, sending the both of them into the abyss. Paul was punching a zombie that had entered the body of a Were-bear, its mouth the size of an alligator. Though Paul knocked the bear off balance, the bear wasn't stunned. I aimed my power at the bear's cavernous mouth seconds before it would have locked onto Paul's face. I returned that abomination to the Underworld.