Everything in the Zombie apocalypse slows down to a crawl. It's been three days now, since I started out, leaving the villas I had stayed in. Three days since I've headed towards that faint flicker of light I saw in another house. Three days since I've found Bekah. And in three days I've travelled down just two streets, about 500 meters, having come two tim...
"Where was I before all this? Let's see, when the Zombie Apocalypse began, I was in the safest place anyone could be, the Grand Valley Institution For Women," Yasmin Wardeh said with a smirk, and the Lebanese-born and Ottawa-bred ex-con looked at her fellow wayfarer with a mischievous gleam in her brown eyes. Such a conventional and normal guy underneath it...
Part 1 Recon The wind had changed so they were finally getting a break from the stench of the dead. Boyle was thinking that was a good thing but Keene was uneasy about it. Smell was always a good early warning against the fuckers. Lose that and you might turn a corner and end up with some dead assholes teeth in your neck. That'd ruin your whole day. Danny...
The computer beeps dispassionately, displaying the results of your most recent failure. "Damn it!" you shout, pounding your fist on the table in anger. Your assistant looks up in alarm. "What's wrong, doctor?" she asks. You rest your head in your hand and sigh heavily. "That's the twelfth sequence in a row that hasn't worked! I just don't know what I'm doi...
"Bilal Kwame, you're drunk on power, and you've been disloyal, unreliable and downright treacherous, for this, the Pack sentences you to death," said Alina Jameson, my former lover and the co-leader of my Pack. She stood before me, tall and majestic, her dark brown skin glistening in the firelight, her long dark hair framing her beautiful, stern face. Once u...
*** Author's note*** Anything in this story is free to criticize and all help is very much welcome. This is my first trial at something substantial in writing as I am a huge fan of the high quality writing and am attempting to put something together like it. Any editors or advise givers please feel free to message me with suggestions! And as always, make sur...
Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. This story takes place after Season 1. ***** Liv Moore went rigid, her pupils dilated and her vision was suddenly taken over. It was never pleasant receiving one of her 'visions'. Well, there were one or two which had ended pleasantly, especially on her latest brain,...
Taking requests and trying to create a fun member experience at https://www.buymeacoffee.com/Jnightshade You see it in front of you, Farasset house. Rumor has it that the house was built in the early nineteen hundreds by a crazy cult. They believed that they could deliver the world to the devil by altering reality. The place had been empty for as long as you...
Day Three: I had nightmares that night. I don't remember the details, just flashy images. Blood, darkness, violence. You would be forgiven for assuming bad dreams were common place these days with the world the state that it's in, but for me nightmares were always a rarity and a bit of a shock. I lay there in the dark, trying to calm myself and working the...
Hello! Ironically, I find lack of undead or zombie based erotic stories disturbing, so I decided to write one myself. I apologized for the poor quality of the writing. This is just a spur of the moment rewrite of something I had written in the past that is unedited and just going with the flow. Thank you! ***** Part 1 - The Encounter For Victoria, it was...