Zootopia Halloween Novels & Stories

I stare at the approaching road as I drive from the center of town back home, and I occasionally sip on a coffee I made and poured into a travel mug, but nothing seems to cure my grogginess. Halloween is around the corner and all the businesses around the lake have decorated their storefronts for the holiday. Webs line windows with giant spiders, skeletons stand at attention to usher customers inside, and the dentist's office has a window painting of three witches around a bubbling cauldron with a written offer to trade in candy at a dollar per pound.

To her surprise everywhere was full of Zombies. ************************************* When Jane and Johnson got to the biggest deport in east red marker was used to draw multiplication symbol on the entrance. Jane reversed and look at it very well and face Johnson. both look confused Jane continue driving. *DC* Zombies has full DC and has killed everyone except a three-years old boy that was locked in the bathroom by his mother. -------------------------- Jane and Johnson got to Luis' house. His door was locked with a key not known or found. Jane did not want to attract the zombies so she broke the window glass.

Or maybe she did not want to give me an attitude because Haley was here, and I don’t know whether to be thankful for that or not. I grunted a reply, dropped into the nearest stool by the counter, and reached for a pancake from the growing pile beside the stove. No one stopped me. Jasmine slid the syrup toward me without a word. Her fingers brushed mine lightly. Haley was humming some chaotic pop remix under her breath, flipping a pancake with questionable technique. “So, since it’s Halloween, let’s make it fun,” she said, glancing between us. “What’s the weirdest thing that’s happened to you this year?”

He put the kettle on, wondering if using the power always came with a hangover, or if this was just the price of almost turning into a human anchor the day before. By the time the front door clicked open, Zack felt almost human again. He couldn't afford to be bedridden. Not today. He’d promised Leo a trip to the old neighborhood—a thought that made his stomach do another nervous flip. Tomorrow was the lunar eclipse, and Havenfall was already vibrating with the energy of the upcoming Moon Festival. "Mommy!" Leo collided with Zack’s knees, nearly knocking him over. "Papa push me on the swings! High!" "Did he?" Zack laughed, stroking Leo’s messy curls as Nathan walked in behind him.

*TRIGGER WARNING: This content contains suicide, you're a sensitive reader please skip those parts! ZION Time, a concept that never lasts no matter how much you try to save it. To me, time flew by so quickly mainly because I was keeping myself busy for the last week and a half. This coming Friday night would be the Halloween dance. Apparently, every Halloween there's a festival in town. All the citizens were already preparing for the said festival, Halloween itself would be this coming Saturday.

Hanging lamps stretch over the party area, wrapped around trees and around the stage. Their light is orange, dim like candlelight. People dressed in colorful costumes, with many wearing Halloween costumes. Some are dressed as sexy bunnies, mummies, zombies, and even werewolves. “Windward.” When Vero heard Lev calling her by her last name, her heart raced, and her pulse is so strong that it makes her throat tighten. She stares at the surface of the lake for a split second.

I nodded, trying to steady my voice. “Last night was Halloween. Our boss, William Zoo, booked out a rural horror-themed escape room. He said anyone who made it through without screaming would get ten thousand. “There were nine of us. After we went in…” I went through everything—the layout, mechanisms, and performance of the scarecrow character with the oversized pumpkin head. He didn’t move, just listened in silence. “You said the pumpkin-headed character chased you with a chainsaw?” “Yes. It was incredibly loud, just this constant buzzing.”

Part of me wished I could hand deliver them, however, distance would be required to not draw attention back to us. “Here is everyone’s food!” Theresa broke into our unspoken feelings. Leaning away, I looked at the steaming crab that was placed in front of me. A firm hand grabbed my shoulder to the right. Looking over, Nox was silently comforting me, knowing what I was just told. “What do you think, Grace?” Zoey spoke up from across the table. “I’m sorry, about what?” Grabbing my drink, I took a long sip. “A halloween party! Full costumes and contest?” Zoey looked like a little kid in the candy store. “Obviously, we would need to look for a venue.”

“That’s appreciated, Elder Harvey.” Harvey beams and turns to me, his excitement barely contained. “You’ll be happy, Luna. The feast will be your formal introduction to the pack. Then, at the Blood Moon Festival, you’ll receive Eliora’s blessing for your union.” His joy rings out like a song. But inside me, a chill takes hold. The Blood Moon Festival. The one Primrose warned me about. The night the Luna goddess weaves her threads. Links true mates. How long does Gerald think he can fool a goddess?

I rose to my feet and sprinted into the door, hoping to break free. “Ah.” It was locked. A sudden buzz of pain rushed down my shoulder. “Noah!” Now or never. I hurried back a few steps and banged into the door, the other shoulder facing it this time. It didn’t work. “Send help in room 7F, Noah Parker has lost control,” Dr. Hank said into the microphone fixed on the wall. He darted toward me and struggled to clutch any part of my body. “Let me leave Hank. You’re not me. You cant feel me,” I shrieked shoving him out of my way.