115 Zombie Novels & Stories

She couldn't help but poke it, and the feel was also very good. I don't want to be shot in the stomach no matter how it looks. But in her memory, the scene of four bullet holes bleeding outward was too clear, and the bright red blood seemed to be right in front of her. She shook her head and poked again to confirm that it was really intact. Really crazy, is it possible that there is a fifth generation of zombies that carry a virus that causes hallucinations, and this boy in front of me is actually a zombie? She patted her face to make herself more conscious.

Once the fight was over, he would come back and finish them off later. *_*_*_*_* The burn of the wooden bullet buried deep within his chest brought Mason back into consciousness and panic built up within him. His body was frozen and despite his will, he couldn't move a muscle. He could hear the slow and near silent beating of Harley's heart as she laid near him, but he couldn't move to help her. Zander had used a special kind of wooden bullet, and unless he regained the ability to move, he would be powerless to fight in the war. It was the strangest feeling; being paralysed. As a vampire, the freedom to do things that would otherwise be physically impossible was euphoric, and to be restricte

EPISODE 3 I do not need much sleep, two hours at most, which I usually take when the sun is at its brightest. Sunlight does affect me, although it is not the mortal enemy Bram Stoker imagined in his tale of Count Dracula. I read the novel Dracula when it first came out, in ten minutes. I have a photographic memory with a hundred percent comprehension. I found the book delicious. Unknown to Mr. Stoker, he got to meet a real vampire when I paid him a visit one dreary English evening in the year 1899. I was very sweet to him. I asked him to autograph my book and gave him a big kiss before I left. I almost drank some of his blood, I was tempted, but I thought it would have ruined any chance he w

Before she realized what was happening, the zombie sank those newly formed fangs into Kendra’s forearm. Screaming from shock, fear, and pain, she struggled to free her arm. Taken by surprise, Rex wrestled for a few seconds to gather his wits. When he did, he wasted no time in leaping forward and driving his blade into the zombie’s temple. With its powerful fangs embedded into Kendra’s arm, when it slumped to the ground, the abomination took his wife down with it. “My arm,” Kendra wailed as she fell to her knees. “Those fangs are stuck in my arm. I think they’re in the bone!”

It's flowers falling on them. As low winds blew. As if a nature's symbol to proceed. " I love you Dad." " Love you more, kid." " I need you to do one thing after I leave. " " Yes dad." Sighing looking around. Zander speaks. " I want to take my last breath beside my Butterfly. But whatever remains of my body. Make sure to take it back where it belongs. " " To the bark of the death wolf. " Logan gasps at the information. Failing to understand what he meant.

He put his palms together and burned another charm in his hand. The ground cracked open, and a terrifying zombie emerged from the crack. The zombie was at least three meters tall. It had green fur and sharp teeth, and its claws had sharp nails that were thirty centimeters long. The zombie emitted a menacing energy as it roared and sprinted toward Chester.

She yelled. I reluctantly stood up and ran outside the store with Hannah, and yes, an army of Zombies, running right towards us. Ambrose’s cry must have wakened them all. I dropped the bag cos it was weighing me down. We held hands as we ran for our lives. While running, we saw a light behind the zombies coming for us, and to our surprise, a jeep sped right through the zombies, crushing some in the action. It parked right in front of us.

Some call them Super Zombies as they are nothing we ever predicted. The rest of the world can’t help us as they have their own Zombie problem. Each content is on its own, and so far, humans haven’t been able to stop them. Zombies make up about little less than half the world's population as the mutation is rare, but they are immortal. With so many humans, they have an endless supply of food for years to come. They don’t have to consume food at a rapid rate either. A half brain or a pound of flesh will hold them over for several days, maybe even a week.

he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray. With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead. Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching horde. Hannah's flames danced and flickered, engulfing any zombies that dared to draw near, while Marcky's electrified attacks sent jolts of energy coursing through the ranks of the undead.

Zack Flint turned his head and saw a woman who heavily panted with a sharp sword on her hand while a reddish liquid scattered on her shoulder to her blue skirt. "Gaaahh!" the zombies groaned as they smelled another human scent and felt excited while their hunger shot upward inside them. Zack Flint swing down the baseball bat again and again on his zombie classmates' heads. "Come out now! Let's go out of the school!" the woman shouted as she also fought the zombie students on the corridor. Her sharp sword cut their heads and the way she cut it looks like it was easy but she already exhausted too much of her energy. She's just an ordinary student girl and all students voted her as the campus b