115 Zombie Novels & Stories

Jake slammed on the brakes, the tires groaning against the icy asphalt as the vehicle skidded to a sudden halt, just short of the overpass's shadow. "I am picking up the thread again," Rachel whispered, her voice trembling slightly from the strain. She forced her eyes open, looking straight at Joanna with pure dread. "It's bad. Way worse than before. There are over fifty zombies waiting for us. They're completely hidden out of sight—hunched behind the rusted vehicles lining the road and packed tight underneath the underpass directly ahead."

I will give him more than he bargains for. I go to my new home, a plain suburban affair. It is furnished. Quickly, not breaking a sweat, I move most of the furniture into the garage. Then I retire to the master bedroom, draw all the shades, and lie down on the hard wooden floor and close my eyes. The sun has drained my strength, I tell myself. But as I doze off I know it is also the people I have met this day that have cut deep into me, where my iron blood flows like a black river over the cold dust of forgotten ages, dripping onto this green world, onto the present, like the curse of the Lord himself. I hope to dream of Krishna as I fall asleep, but I do not. The devil is there instead. Yak

Even if he come and beg to me I am never going to fall for that arrogant jerk anymore. A small store where people comes rarely that's where I am working now. Staring at outside , huge mountains, cold climate, strange sounds of insects these are what I am seeing for this past six months and for some reasons it's freaks me out. Whenever I see huge mountains Azad's face is first came into my mind. That day at mortuary even though it was for a nick of time I saw that decayed body. I still can't believe he is no more in my life. While traveling through these long narrow roads I feel like he is with me, walking along with me.

"Some of us have less aim than others." Naomi laughs, looking extremely happy after her near-death experience. The laughter doesn't last long though, since we still have rotting corpses to dispose of. There are thirty-seven unmoving zombies lying scattered around our new home, and the four of us help each other drag them down to the bottom of the hill the cabin sits on.

Arthur's face was too gloomy and his expression was not really good even though, Mary Ann force Lt to speak “haaaa... we don’t have any ammunition now, we’ve used it all from the last battle Mary Ann suddenly stops talking, their eyes became wide open she immediate breaks the silence and asks Lt. Ramos what happened outside “tell us Lt. Ramos!”- Mary a small hand suddenly extends to the shoulder of Mary Ann “bestie calm down” it was her best friend, none other than Janella “Okay, I lost my composure there, sorry”- Mary Ann Janella holds the hand of her best friend tightly but Lt. Ramos suddenly talk “we’ve encountered 4 quadruped zombies and 1 big zombie with 2 enormous arms! they are an epi

They were still in the small office at the gas station. With all her screaming earlier it was already a miracle that zombies didn't come rushing over. But that's only because they're level ones. In a month’s time, zombies wouldn't be so easy to deal with. Lila laid a thick blanket on the floor, placing Adrian on it. She kept checking on him every five minutes not realizing how tired she was until her eyelids fell heavy and she drifted off to sleep. The growl of a zombie made her jump, she looked around her to see the light slipping through the small window.

Everyone’s phone went off at once. "What?" Liam’s fiancée, Chloe, frowned, moving closer to his side. I looked down at my phone. A blood-red scale appeared on the screen. [Welcome to The Last Zombie: Final Reckoning.] [Detected: 15 members of the Sterling family.] [Objective: Eliminate all zombies. The last player standing inherits the entire family fortune.] [Current Asset Valuation: $12.7 Billion.] The living room went dead silent. "What kind of sick joke is this?" Liam tried to close the app, but the screen wouldn't budge. "Who made this?"

When I woke up, I stretched lazily before the comments appeared in my vision again: [Whoa, talk about bloody! There's nothing scarier than human nature in the apocalypse!] [Yeah, it really magnifies the darkness of humanity…] [To think he could even do that to his own parents… what an animal!] [What a selfish scum! He could do anything for a mouthful of food!] I turned on the surveillance and saw Charles and his parents fighting each other, bloodied and bruised, all over a single pack of instant noodles. "You old hag! Why are you fighting me for this food when you've got cancer?"

Day fifteen of the zombie apocalypse. Famine had fully set in. There was nothing edible left in the penthouse. Even the expensive potted plants had been ripped out by the roots and eaten by Julian. He and Jessica were nothing but skin and bones, their eyes sunken, like two walking skeletons. Jessica was even worse off.

The expanse above us was a gorgeous shade of blue, and if I kept my back to the bruised streaks of violet forcing their way from the south, I could almost forget the impending doom hurtling towards us. "You okay?" Lillith asked, stopping beside me. Her almost waist length hair was down, neatly brushed and pushed back over her shoulders. "Yeah. Tired is all." Tired of running from the Sades and their Shadow Men. Tired of seeing their victories heralded in the darkening sky and the used bodies left in their wake. Tired of missing Nick, of not knowing where he was or if he was even alive anymore and tired of feeling like a pale skinned, violet eyed freak.