Audiobook World War Z Novels & Stories

My head swarms with a dozen different things. I know I wanted answers, and I knew I probably wouldn't like them. I didn’t think the answers would have anything to with babies, turning me, or being introduced into the zombie world. I didn’t know zombies could have kids or that they would find a way to turn humans that didn’t have the mutation. It’s all too much to process.

It wasn't a lie after all, not technically. She responded with a shake of her head when she understood why he suddenly told her his story. She felt less exposed and thanked him with her eyes, no words were needed. Akyl stood up and landed her a hand so she could as well. " We'll go into alert mode, but the barrier up and prepare everybody for the war. " He ordered calmly. She jumped at the word and stumbled at her words: " W-w-war?! Why go to such an extreme? It's just one battle to protect me and then they will go away-" She grabbed his arm tighter, trying to convey her thoughts with actions.

Amber said before she could complete what she was saying. “That’s right,” Hazel didn’t deny it and she went ahead to say, “Aiden came to see me with this book. It is the book of prophecy.” Amber looked down on the book and leaned forward before opening the pages but all she saw was blankness. Raising her eyes up to look at Hazel, she asked with a frown, “Why doesn’t it have any words? Or is it that I can’t read it because I am mortal?” “Anyone can read it,” Hazel replied, “but the words disappeared immediately after the last war.”

My breaths came in shallow, panicked bursts as I struggled to stay conscious. Memories flashed through my mind, unbidden and vivid. My parents’ secret—one I never should have known. The full moon, their transformation. The way their bodies contorted, their eyes glowing fiercely as they shifted into wolves. It had been a moment of awe and terror, a revelation that had shattered the foundation of my world. But how was I connected to this war between wolves and foxes? Why was Harold’s name—a name I didn’t even recognize—enough to send these people into a frenzy? The sound of footsteps broke through my spiraling thoughts. A flickering light pierced the darkness, and Red appeared, holding a candl

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

“How bad is it out there?” “Fucking chaos. Goddess, Auri, it’s like a god damn world war out there. Nowhere is safe. No one is safe. At one point, Vale fucked up and added fuel the fire. Poor boy didn’t mean to but then Zeke just swooped in and took care of it. He’s made a name for himself, Ezekiel the Peacekeeper. I don’t know how he does it but damn if he isn’t the only thing standing between the few lives we’ve lost already and hundreds of thousands of lives we could have lost.”

Michael Scoffs' "You're an ass hole! fine everybody is dead anyways ok deal!" They both packed all the necessary things in that Laboratory. "I know a community nearby so we will go to that community and we would create a new world there, and live among the zombies. Is that fine by you"? "Don't be a dumb ass man! that's crazy man. We will live among the zombies? why would you even think of that the shit?" "You will follow my rules okay!"? "fine!" Both of them get inside the car and drove off. ******************* Mr Albert Dickson and Zhang Wei was driving on the highway, Zhang Wei fell asleep.

“Read it,” Zoe said. She was at the kitchen table when Bianca came downstairs. The notebook was open. Gerald was on the windowsill. The map was to one side. She had written one page in the careful deliberate script she used for everything important. She pushed the notebook across. Bianca sat down. Ethan sat beside her. They read together. My name is Zoe. I am ten years old. Three weeks ago I stood at a microphone at the World Health Organisation and told forty-three countries what the Adeyemi-Harlow Framework felt like from the inside.

While in the Home Study, Six Months Later from when the world knew the White Wolf existed. Peace was a strange thing, like a foreign concept. Zara had expected to be so bored out of her mind, with nothing serious to do, but she had found out that peace was busy and not necessarily a bad thing.

The words seemed to leap off the page, filling the room with an eerie sense of foreboding. Everything written in the book didn't make any sense to either Stella or Morgan. They found everything in the book quite absurd. The book spoke of witches, dragons, angels, vampires, and the devil. They didn't believe in such a thing at all, weren't they just fantasy? If they were to interpret it, it only meant that Grandma Elizabeth was a witch while the stranger guy whom Stella had picked from the streets the previous night was the devil.