Zombies Unleashed (The Vampire from Hell Part 6) by Ally Thomas Page A
Authors: Ally Thomas
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and there I’d re-evaluate my wardrobe if I ever got my powers again. For now, I had to ignore my common appearance. I put my sunshades on and folded my arms over my chest, waiting quietly on the remaining princes of Hell to join us.
Santero slithered up beside me first. “Cast out, are we? No powers anymore, have we? A groveling human now, indeed?” His high-shrilled laughter made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up as the others chimed in, their gloating reminded me of the screams of a pack of hyenas before going in for the kill.
I saw Asmodeus raise his hand.
The demons obeyed and shut up. They all knew who their leader was. Asmodeus was older than I was. Long ago, he had been my mentor. Originally, he had been a king of demons during the Talmudic years, before the birth of man and before my fall from grace. When I descended and needed advice and guidance, he immediately welcomed me into the fold. As that changed, we grew distance. When I challenged him and secured a place for myself in Hell, our friendship ended. I moved on. He did not. I knew he had been waiting a long time for this opportunity. He’d never let me forget it.
While Asmodeus was a deadly soul searcher like the others, he rarely used his powers. Instead, he enjoyed his preferred skill: lust and twisting people’s sexual desires. Our agreement? Win either of my daughters’ trust and pollute their dreams into bloodlust nightmares, so I’d have a chance to reclaim them, hopefully both of them.
As Santero and the others crossed the street to surround the department store, Asmodeus took me by the elbow. “This shouldn’t take long. We have the final payment to discuss, yes?”
I motioned to a coffee shop that I used to sell my wine too. “I need some refreshment,” I said to him. Ignoring his sinister nod, I led him into the shop.
Rayea’s bottled cure for my zombie rage wine had driven me out of business. I ordered two glasses of the Rayea’s Remedy wine, not commenting to Asmodeus what he was about to partake in. It had been hailed as the cure for anything and everything: cancer, AIDS, depression, anger, rage, the common cold. Drinking the wine laced with her blood was like drinking from the fountain of youth or the ever-loving Holy Grail.
I decided to not dwell on it, and again, move on.
If my daughter’s blood could take away my demonic powers with a few glasses, I knew it would do the same for my friend here. Glancing at my human reflection in the store window, I raised my glass. “To your heath,” I said to Asmodeus. “May we be happy and prosper.”
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Thank You!
Thank you for reading the latest installment of the Vampire from Hell series. Visit www.allythomas.com for more information or email me at ally at allythomas dot com if you have a question. You can also shop at my site and buy a signed paperback of this book or others. Signed paperbacks are only available through my website. Access the direct link to the Vampire from Hell store - http://thevampirefromhell.weebly.com/store/c1/Featured_Products.html
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Zombie Wolf (Generation Z, #1) – SPRING 2015
At twenty-four Zachary has been through many zombie outbreaks and knows how to stay alive. He’s been so good at killing zombies for so many years that he makes a living at it. He claims it is the reason he has the nickname the ‘Zombie Wolf,’ even though he knows that’s not the case. With time and space travel being as common as the Internet and cell phones, Zachary and his team travel often to kill zombies and rid the solar system of total infestation. Now in the year 3015 A.D., more sightings of zombies are being reported on Planet Earth, but no one knows how to kill these snake-like creatures. Zachary’s destiny unfolds when he comes face to face with the next generation of zombie and an innocent bystander gets bitten. He considers killing the attractive girl because
Santero slithered up beside me first. “Cast out, are we? No powers anymore, have we? A groveling human now, indeed?” His high-shrilled laughter made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up as the others chimed in, their gloating reminded me of the screams of a pack of hyenas before going in for the kill.
I saw Asmodeus raise his hand.
The demons obeyed and shut up. They all knew who their leader was. Asmodeus was older than I was. Long ago, he had been my mentor. Originally, he had been a king of demons during the Talmudic years, before the birth of man and before my fall from grace. When I descended and needed advice and guidance, he immediately welcomed me into the fold. As that changed, we grew distance. When I challenged him and secured a place for myself in Hell, our friendship ended. I moved on. He did not. I knew he had been waiting a long time for this opportunity. He’d never let me forget it.
While Asmodeus was a deadly soul searcher like the others, he rarely used his powers. Instead, he enjoyed his preferred skill: lust and twisting people’s sexual desires. Our agreement? Win either of my daughters’ trust and pollute their dreams into bloodlust nightmares, so I’d have a chance to reclaim them, hopefully both of them.
As Santero and the others crossed the street to surround the department store, Asmodeus took me by the elbow. “This shouldn’t take long. We have the final payment to discuss, yes?”
I motioned to a coffee shop that I used to sell my wine too. “I need some refreshment,” I said to him. Ignoring his sinister nod, I led him into the shop.
Rayea’s bottled cure for my zombie rage wine had driven me out of business. I ordered two glasses of the Rayea’s Remedy wine, not commenting to Asmodeus what he was about to partake in. It had been hailed as the cure for anything and everything: cancer, AIDS, depression, anger, rage, the common cold. Drinking the wine laced with her blood was like drinking from the fountain of youth or the ever-loving Holy Grail.
I decided to not dwell on it, and again, move on.
If my daughter’s blood could take away my demonic powers with a few glasses, I knew it would do the same for my friend here. Glancing at my human reflection in the store window, I raised my glass. “To your heath,” I said to Asmodeus. “May we be happy and prosper.”
###
Thank You!
Thank you for reading the latest installment of the Vampire from Hell series. Visit www.allythomas.com for more information or email me at ally at allythomas dot com if you have a question. You can also shop at my site and buy a signed paperback of this book or others. Signed paperbacks are only available through my website. Access the direct link to the Vampire from Hell store - http://thevampirefromhell.weebly.com/store/c1/Featured_Products.html
Up Next?
Zombie Wolf (Generation Z, #1) – SPRING 2015
At twenty-four Zachary has been through many zombie outbreaks and knows how to stay alive. He’s been so good at killing zombies for so many years that he makes a living at it. He claims it is the reason he has the nickname the ‘Zombie Wolf,’ even though he knows that’s not the case. With time and space travel being as common as the Internet and cell phones, Zachary and his team travel often to kill zombies and rid the solar system of total infestation. Now in the year 3015 A.D., more sightings of zombies are being reported on Planet Earth, but no one knows how to kill these snake-like creatures. Zachary’s destiny unfolds when he comes face to face with the next generation of zombie and an innocent bystander gets bitten. He considers killing the attractive girl because
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