Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "God damn it!" Liv swore in frustration as she left this Seattle offices of Fillmore Graves. "Liv, it's okay." Peyton attempted to soothe. "It's not okay Peyton!" Liv snapped, "We were so careful, but none of that matters, because Fillmore Graves dumped a load...
My name is George W. Bush. I'm the Forty-Third President of the United States of America. The first openly bigoted dimwit to become Leader of the Free World. I'm also a zombie. In fact, most of the country and the world has been transformed into zombie. What is zombification? Simply put, the process through which a person becomes a zombie. In 2008, the Zombi...
Alex was a rather short fellow, timid, and obedient, Sammie's type exactly. Sammie lay on her back with Alex's face between her thighs, his mouth working on her balls, her legs on his shoulders. She moaned and arched her back, reaching down to wrap her fingers in Alex's hair and grind his face into her crotch. He licked up her shaft, teasing the tip of her c...
We've all got something we're ashamed of. Yeah, I guess that's part of human nature, I guess. Even though I'm not technically human, though. I am a zombie. I'm deeply ashamed of the world I live in. zombies suck. So do humans. I hate both species. Lord, I need a third option! Life as a member of the undead used to be pretty cool, I guess. I used to run with...
It was a completely typical day when the apocalypse happened, a mild June day that you couldn't describe as hot, typical British weather really. You actually didn't hear about the apocalypse until a few hours after it had begun, you'd always assumed the apocalypse would be fairly obvious but there was no mushroom cloud in the distance, no loud bang, no screa...
Mixed unions, diverse relationships, the union of opposites, a lot of people have a problem with such things. My name is Alexander Valcourt, and in mortal life, I was a police officer in the City of Montreal, province of Quebec. My parents, Etienne and Jeannette Valcourt are immigrants from the island of Haiti and they instilled in me the values of hard work...
The night was filled with a full moon and a crisp breeze as fog rolled over the soft ground. The night was all hollow's eve where everything that goes bump in the night comes out to play. Ronan was so excited for his first adult Halloween party. He couldn't decide what costume he was going to wear, he wanted a superhero costume, but couldn't figure which one...
This story is fictional as well as any names and people. All characters are over the age of 18. This story involves zombies and is a part 2 to Zombies Attack! After being requested by multiple fans. Please enjoy! No one knew how long it had been since the initial outbreak. No one really cared anymore either. How many years had passed by? It just got hot and...
Copyright Neonurotic, October 2011 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. # "Mmm, oh yaaah..." he smirked, catching a flash of her shap...
"Bashir, where in hell are you? Come here, I think I've been bit," Marlene Thompson shouted as she stumbled out of the warehouse, clutching her wounded knee with one hand while holding her pistol with the other. Wandering the warehouse in search of food wasn't a good idea, but hunger has a way of making people do things they wouldn't otherwise do, even durin...