Best Zombie Survival Books Novels & Stories

But the two, that represented sworn enemies, looked at each other with love and walked hand in hand with much affection. They were planning to leave for the land of humans far from the vampires. But humans tried by all means to avoid contacts with any of them. They fortified themselves in the hills of the main lands of Salama and the Barbarian plateaux. They built forts around themselves, and the valleys on either side of the main lands helped them fight off any invading aliens and other intruders.

Finn honestly replied: "Although we are scattered, we have always lived in small groups to support each other, and between groups are still in contact from time to time when necessary." Finn answered all the questions Uri asked. So Uri didn't ask any more questions but turned to look at Clement. In the dark, he half-closed his eyes but listened intently to Finn's story. "Dad, can you help me find some old books in the city library next time you come here?" "Of course it is." Clement looked in the direction of Uri's voice. "What book do you want?" "Old books about vampires and Genesis; the older, the better," Uri replied.

“The Elders have been keeping things from us for too long. They can never be trusted anymore. I decided to act on my own and with Kyle, I was able to get the witch to speak yesterday. There is a sacred book written by the Fathers of the early church after the time of the witch trials. It talks about a prophecy that will bring an end to our immortality.” Gasps filled the air and murmurs soon arose in the room. It was obvious that none of them can accept it. “But the good news is,” Aamon brought back their attention, “our immortality will never be taken from us. The Blackburn whom we just discovered to be alive are now all dead for good because it was written that one of them would be the end

After that, I led Joyce back to our car. After the shopping spree, I chose not to let Walmart deliver the goods to my doorstep. Instead, I had the employees fill the car up with the food that I bought. After all, the neighbors would definitely suspect that something was going on if they were to notice the haul that I brought home. After the zombie outbreak, the most terrifying thing in the world wasn't the virus itself, but rather the dark side of humanity. Many survivors died in the hands of their allies during the early stage of the outbreak.

"Risa, I’m leaving on a business trip tomorrow. Take care of yourself, and the baby. I’ll be back soon." As he spoke, he tapped the tip of my nose in a familiar, intimate gesture. These days, I no longer lashed out at him. The number of servants in the villa had been quietly reduced, but the two guards outside never left their posts. My phone had never been returned to me. I had lost all contact with the outside world. … My room was on the second floor, more than ten meters above the ground. If I jumped from the balcony, even if I survived, I’d be crippled.

All day, I hustled for cash and apologized, trailing Snowy and cleaning up whatever he wrecked. At twenty-three, fresh out of college, I'd been all ambition. I was gonna be somebody. Two years later? Bottom of the food chain. I felt like apologizing to the sewer rats. Still, the four of us stuck together. Survived every crappy day side by side. And now the apocalypse was coming. Zombies. Strong. Fast. Everywhere. One snap of their jaws and you were done. Sure, my cats could take down chickens, ducks, mice, rabbits. Feed them wolves, whatever. Didn't matter. They couldn't shield me from zombies.

“How do we kill them?” “Like this--” Zael grabs the nearest gun and shoots the zombie in the head --“just like the movies. But their blood is poisonous to us, so be careful.” “So,” I say and sit on the edge of a chair. “What do we do now? We’re stuck. We don’t know how many humans and zombies are in there waiting for us, and we can’t go back. Do we keep fighting and hope we make it?” “No.” Zael turns to me. “No. That’s not an option. We have to survive or our queens are doomed. Send in your wolves.”

I hastily pick up my shotgun and tuck my Ak-15 beside my backpack as numerous zombies shuffles to me. A zombie lunges to me, but I repel it with a shot in the head. I shove my gun into another one's mouth and blast off his head, then I stab a female zombie in the neck, her blood squirt to my eyes. The shotgun seems to have lesser ammo than the AK, then I begin to substitute both, AK for long rage and shotgun if any zombie gets closer. The zombies seem endless, and I'm also relentless. I run up the hill, firing every zombie in my path. Quickly, I shove my AK's bayonet to a zombie's forehead, while I bore a large hole in another zombie's chest with my shotgun.

who knew that he was the bad omen for me! ****************************** Just When It Seems Like Life is Getting Good, Something Always Has to Come Along And Ruin It. ************************* Names of places are fictional

It's been two weeks since I arrived, and I must say, these past few days have been nothing short of interesting. Alex and I have gotten really close; he took me on a tour of the town, which was informative and eye-opening. I discovered that this place is home to several supernatural creatures besides werewolves, such as lycans, chimeras, vampires, witches, fairies, and many more that I can't recall.