Books About Zombies Novels & Stories

Harvey shot back. "Oh, the loser's angry." The short-haired woman let out a dry smile. "I don't need to get angry with a person who's going to die soon," Harvey said calmly. "A reminder. Inside that salmon are hundreds of Zombie Bug eggs. You can't see it with your naked eye. If you eat it, in just half a month, the Zombie Bugs will multiply in your body and clean your brain. You'll become a real walking corpse."

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...

Whatever unease she had earlier is already fading, replaced by something much more like her. “So,” she starts, nudging my arm lightly like she does when she wants my attention, “I started this new book last night.” I glance at her, catching the small excitement in her expression, then go back to stretching my arm across my chest. “It’s about zombies,” she continues, her voice picking up. “Like actual dead people walking around and eating others. It’s kind of disgusting, but also really good.” “And there is this guy,” she goes on, lowering her voice just a little like she is letting me in on something important. “He is technically dead, but not fully gone. Like he still thinks and talks and…

She spotted a specific article a stranger had made a few hours ago. 'Everything you need to know to survive the walkers.' Brie frowned. "Walkers?" She shrugged and kept reading. '1. Walkers are attracted to noise, movement, and smell. If their body isn't damaged enough, they will have enhanced senses. Avoid contact at all times. 2. DO NOT touch them. Stay away from any saliva, blood, or disconnected body parts. It WILL infect you if it enters your body. It is giving the virus easy access. 3. If your companion, pet or family members have been in contact or are showing any of these symptoms (coughing, seizures, foaming at the mouth, fainting, vomiting) stay FAR AWAY, or if possible, kill them.

Fledgling BY OCTAVIA BUTLER The late Octavia Butler was a very talented African-American science fiction writer, and this book is an exploration of difference, prejudice and race, with a half-human, half-vampire protagonist who's a genetic experiment and can operate in the daytime. 74. The Dead Travel Fast BY ERIC NUZUM A lighthearted nonfiction jaunt through vampires in fiction, history and the present. 75. The Vampire Archives BY OTTO PENZLER, NEIL GAIMAN, AND KIM NEWMAN It calls itself the most complete volume of vampire tales ever published. Almost a hundred selections — and most valuable, a bibliography that includes about 5,000 novels, short stories and other works. Seventy-five is cle

Zeke said and glanced left and right at the bar, looking for the bartender. "The Mummy, Creature from the Black Lagoon, the Thing…" If you think about it, a zombie isn't very original. It's like a mix between a vampire and Frankenstein's Monster—undead and butt-ugly. By the way, why do you think zombies like eating human brains?" "Because brains taste delicious." "Really? Have you tasted brains before?" "Course not. I'm not a zombie." "You are sometimes, my friend. It's like you don't have feelings at all. You're numb and indifferent about most things that happen in the Colony."

They or we? The other party that threw our world into chaos was the self-proclaimed animal welfare organization Live for Animals. In an act of charity they broke into Doctor Christopher Krynick's research laboratory to bring the animals to safety. Unfortunately they had no idea what was going on and a well-meaning rescue operation turned into a global catastrophe. The proles first killed their rescuers and then escaped from the research facility to bring a plague of unprecedented proportions to the world. When a hand came to rest on my shoulder and slowly brushed the back of my neck, I tried to ignore the tingling sensation. "You can leave that nice. I'm still mad at you. "

A creepy feeling raised the hair on his skin, and something told him that Rynd was close. As Kyle walked into the fog, he heard a slight creaking, and looked up and spotted something moving. As the fog parted, Kyle could make out a barren forest of dead trees, and as he looked closer, he saw objects hanging from the branches. As he stepped forward and examined them, he realized they were bodies—humans—dead, hanging upside down by their feet, tied by rope to the branches. They swung slowly in the wind, and the sound of rope creaking on wood permeated the air. From the look of these corpses, it seemed they had been killed long ago; their skin was blue, there were telltale holes in their necks,

"Wha- now?" "Yes! Now!" "But whatever it is can wait, it can't be as important as you-" "Zander has a whole bedroom of vials filled with my blood, Mason ... If Demitri and the others get their hands on it then we are going to be facing an army full of day walkers!"

About six months after the apocalypse, there had been an animal plague here. The zombie virus didn't infect animals, but without humans to care for them, chickens, ducks, and sheep starved or died from disease. Their corpses rotted, causing a secondary animal epidemic. In her previous life, Hayley had come here with other base members to collect supplies. At the time, the scene was horrific. Corpses were everywhere, with animal carcasses rotting on the ground. Flies swarmed in clouds around the stench of pigs, cows, and sheep. White maggots squirmed through the carcasses, while rotting flesh oozed thick pus that spread in sticky trails across the ground.