Audiobook World War Z Novels & Stories

The particular book appears in front of him as HE gladly reads the title out loud. “Death Resurgence.” As the book opens and the series of the current events begin to flash and flood. HE giggles in HIS utmost amusement, as HE presented. “Well, well, well. Shall we learn the ropes of what lies within the Resurgence?” From the book that deliberately flips and presented the gist of the world that it brings, the words are written and said.

“War has been fought by many powers in the other world but all in all it’s the Heaven realm against the middle and lower realm. The one who started this great war is one of my kind… the great old one… Cthulhu…” The name made Zhu Wushang remember that this name should be the name he found in the book “Necronomicon” in the Black Merchant library. He didn’t know the objective of this war but the only thing he knows is that it was not good if this name were to be involved in any war. He needs to clear all of the loose ends and complications in this world and return to his world fast. Before that Cthulhu guy made any bold move.

the reason why I became like this. I glance back once more to where my family is... with my brother's girlfriend still crying while kneeling in front of their cold bodies. The police are now securing the whole place, with the remaining students being healed secretly by their healers who are disguising their selves as paramedics. I wiped away my tears, as I turn to enter the portal beside me... leaving the earth behind as the rain continues to pour down. -- Aimee's POV I feel like I've been sucked by a tornado and rode the roller coaster at least five times. Before I suddenly hear groaning beside me and birds chirping with the fresh air whipping past us. I slowly open my eyes and...

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

[Amor’s POV] “A war that lasted for generations and a war that completely changed the way I viewed the ultimas and the world. A war that has never been accounted in any history book, but a war that possibly gave this world one last chance,” Zahir said, skimming his eyes over all of us. I wondered if my werewolf abilities were enhanced because of the Frost forest or because those forests were once inhabited by the ultimas? I kept my questions to myself for the time being and listened to Zahir.

I am burning to see him again. “I’m sorry,” Zylith says placing a kiss on my head. I shake my head from side to side. “I had a panic attack, or almost did. I didn’t know I could reach for people, I didn’t know it was happening.” Alucard stands and walks off into a dark corner of the study. He comes back with a book in hand. “I understand now, you don’t know how to control it.” He hands me the book and I look it over before opening it.

The static hissed. "This is Helen Sinclair," I spoke into the microphone. "Broadcasting from Washington D.C." "The Architect is contained. General Ironwood is dead." I looked at Leo. He nodded. "The War of Silence is over," I said. "The Dust Age is over." I looked at Maya, who was braiding blades of grass into a crown. "The Wild Age has begun." "Do not come to D.C. unless you are invited," I warned. "The city is under quarantine. It is

“I need you to come over. Right now. And bring that assistant of yours, Chloe. The one who knows how to scrub data.” “Axel? What’s going on, bestie? You sound like you just found out the world is flat.” “The world is a lie, Alexei,” I said, looking at the forensic report on my screen. “But I just found a reason to burn it all down for real this time. She’s alive.” There was a long silence on the other end. “Wait... you mean...?” “I mean the war is just starting,” I said. “And this time, I’m not stopping until I see the Chairman bleed.”

FINAL DAY OF THE AWAKENING Chaos’s P.O.V I was awoken by the beating of drums and the echoes of a chant you rarely heard even back in our home realm. A chant that was as old as time itself. I turned to find Xavier leaning against the headboard with his eyes squeezed shut.

Rachel hovered in the helicopter, her camera zoomed in on the chaos below. Her live feed broadcasted to millions worldwide, capturing a battle no one could have imagined. Below her, the scene was apocalyptic: zombies clawing and thrashing, their hunger insatiable. In their midst, Luke fought with a ferocity that demanded attention. “This is Rachel, live from the heart of what might be the most pivotal moment in human history,” she said into her headset. “What you’re witnessing isn’t just survival—it’s war. And leading it are three individuals who may very well change the tide of this conflict.”