Until Undeath Do Us Part
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 36m
  • Reads 117
  • Votes 12
  • Parts 6
  • Time 36m
Ongoing, First published Feb 29, 2016
{Creepypasta Story}
I mean, how do you describe... life, after death? It wasn't reincarnation. I was in the same.. beaten up, bloody, bruised body. But I felt myself... healing. Becoming stronger. And the thoughts of my enemies made my blood boil. The ones who ripped me apart were my allies. If I slaughtered them I'd just be running away from myself.... Again. Not again. Like I did in my 'previous' life. I wasn't sure what it was. A second chance perhaps.. To do something worth... being dead over? Or so I thought.
That was before I discovered others like me.. But they killed innocent people for nothing. I wasn't as vengeant as them but.. I understood. But I couldn't watch them murder innocents. I had to do something.
That was before I fell in love with one of the killers.
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Wendizzy's Writer Room

2 parts Ongoing

In this book, you'll get a behind the scenes look at how your favorite characters were born, my creative process, and the dirty details never before revealed. Tex's Camp Q&A: Come sit by the fire and ask me whatever you'd like. We can roast marshmallows, tell scary stories, and hang out in the comments like a big, happy family. Gator's Backstage Pass: A place full of secrets. Learn the-sometimes embarrassing-details on how my wildest scenes came to life, facts about the characters, the process, and myself.