Best Zombie Apocalypse Books Novels & Stories

December 24, 2050 - Alice Springs Airport, Australia Rosella Marie Hawl's Point of View It's been hours since we landed in Alice Springs Airport, still in Australia. This country is the safest place of all since they only have a small rate of zombies here. So, dad decided to bring every survivor here, and make Alice Springs Airport our quarters since this place too, don't have a lot of damage since every zombie were out there, on the streets. The explosions wreaked havoc in every city in the whole world. Buildings collapsed, streets were messed with debris, and cars, footbridges, bridges, and public facilities collapsed as well, everything is a mess.

I walk through the crowd of people conversely to see the source of danger and my eyes almost bulges out. Zombies swarm across the hole from above the leaking ceiling of the base. Endlessly falling and tumbling to the ground chasing and biting people with their disgustingly sharp teeth..! Blood saturating the ground with rotten smells and tiny worms splattered around the base. "This is the apocalypse?!" I have never seen one before. This is the first. "Help..! Aaaaahh!" A rotting zombie takes hold of a child and is about to bite her. My hand trembles but I pick up my courage and...

' 'There are quite a number of zombies in Zombieland though. "Mr. York, the place you're referring to, where there are lots of zombies is…" Rae probed Lucas, trying to feel for his mood. "Whichever province in Sky Blue Base City that has lots of zombies. Bring me there," Lucas said. Rae was not able to comprehend Lucas' reason for heading to a place with lots of zombies, but she dared not question him further. People like Lucas could go wherever they wanted to. "Mr. York, let's head over to the Southern Bright Region then. That place has the most zombies. There are many mutant zombies there as well."

Yet, he dropped into a swift side roll, grabbed a steel pipe, and smashed it hard. He might have been the team's weakest link, but he was still miles better than Esmeralda. I tuned him out and focused only on mowing down the horde of zombies that kept pouring in. Noah, however, looked like a different person. He weaved through the horde with quick, precise strikes. When the last zombie dropped dead, only our ragged breathing remained in the lab. Fortunately, we had stocked up on ammunition and weapons before setting out, and we were in better shape than before. That was the only reason we made it out unscathed.

Sarah muttered, rolling his eyes. Favour adjusted his glasses. “I’m going to sleep for a week. Maybe two and never read any book that has to do with zombies again.” “Boring,” Justin said with a grin. “Me? I’m hitting up the biggest buffet in town. And I’m not leaving until they roll me out.” “You’d be doing that even if there wasn’t a zombie apocalypse,” Collins quipped, earning a round of laughter. Jeff smiled faintly. “I just want to see my family again.”

Chapter 6 Leora’s pov I screamed, stumbling backward as its bloodied fingers reached for my face, its rotten breath hit me before I could move, and I squeezed my eyes shut, certain that I was about to die for the second time. So much for a second chance. A gunshot exploded beside my ear. The zombie's head snapped backward, splattering blood across the wall; its body collapsed at my feet, and I stood frozen, staring at the lifeless creature. “Are you planning on standing there until another one eats you?” Adrian’s furious voice snapped me out of my daze, and I turned toward him. My chest heaving.

"This is going to last forever, Steve! This is not temporary! The world we knew is gone!" "How do you know this?" he asked, stepping closer, his tone dropping into that quiet, dangerously intense register. "How can you possibly know that, Adelle?" "Because I survived the absolute fucking worst, Steve!" I yelled, hot tears burning behind my eyelids as the horrific memories of my past life rushed back all at once—the smell of rotting flesh, the freezing cold, the starvation. "I... this isn't just some atmospheric biological collapse. This is a zombie apocalypse."

she whispered with a small smile. As she waited for her food, she noticed a book on the empty chair beside her. She frowned when she saw its cover. It was dark, with a picture of a ruined city and a large red moon hanging above it. Her eyes widened. “Wait... isn't this...?” She picked it up and read the title. End of Humanity. Eliana looked around, wondering who had left the book there. Then she opened it and began flipping through the pages. At first, everything looked familiar. The story described the arrival of aliens, the first zombie outbreak, and the beginning of the apocalypse. But when she reached a certain chapter, she suddenly stopped.

It was four years of repressed rage, four years of quiet submission, and the sheer agony of a horrific death, all bleeding out of me at once. When my lungs finally emptied, I gasped for air, a breathy, triumphant laugh bubbling up in my chest. I felt lighter. Whole and fulfilled. I tapped my chest, feeling the quiet, invisible pulse of the dimensional storage space residing within my mind. Thousands of dollars worth of grain, meat, tools, and purified water were resting silently in that white void. It’s still not enough, I thought, my eyes narrowing. The apocalypse lasts longer than a few months. But food means nothing without walls.

The same blood-red glow that had swallowed the city. "How soon?" "Less than three weeks. Maybe less." She looked up at him. "Why are you telling me this? Why not just build your own bunker and disappear?" Zayn was quiet for a moment. Then he said, "Because I already tried that. In my past life, I spent years preparing for the wrong things. I trained for combat. I stockpiled weapons. But I never built anything worth protecting. I died alone on a rooftop, watching a woman I couldn't save get torn apart by monsters."