Books About Zombies Novels & Stories

" Lucas roared while pointing a finger at me, his eyes filled with nothing but absolute disgust. Jeffrey lifted a foot and kicked my knee forcefully, forcing me to fall before Alison. "Juliet, I've warned you not to play games. If you lay another finger on Alison, I will end you and feed you to the zombies immediately." I could still remember the very first time I was shoved into a swarm of zombies three months ago. Alison said she needed white roses for her late mother's grave. Specifically, she wanted those from the zombie-infested zone. I gave my all in picking them and bringing them back for her, only for her to throw them into the trash right away, claiming that they stank of zombies an

I remained silent at the front, with my gun raised and ready the whole time. The emergency lights in the research lab flickered on and off, and the air stank of blood and decay. Distant growls of the zombies rumbled through the halls. We were about to reach the exit when a familiar wail cut through the darkness. "Help… Please, help me!" I took a closer look and saw Esmeralda pinned against a wall by three zombies, their teeth sinking into her. Her right arm had been ripped off, blood gushing like a fountain.

"Dr. York will keep me safe. Right, Dr. York?" Cassian completely ignored her. His eyes remained fixed on Roy. Roy's head had swiveled back to the front. His body was unusually stiff as he hobbled along under the moonlight, looking rather freakish and disturbing. Cassian was rather confused. As far as he knew, according to the ancient beliefs, there were two ways a zombie was formed. The first was when the body of someone who died with an overwhelming sense of resentment was exposed under the moonlight, absorbing the dark energy from the moon.

Cameron said as one of the bodies snapped its teeth at the birds that pecked it, the food trying to eat that which sought to eat it. “Yep,” Jules agreed grimly. “They’re all still… Well, pfft,” he blew out his breath. “Can’t call them alive.” “Feisty?” Harry suggested. “That will do it,” Jules smiled up at his mate. “The bodies on the ground are still feisty. We have the zombie-infected sheep and the true zombie-sheep.” “Will vampire blood cure the infected ones, do you think?” Cameron wondered. “Or hybrid blood?”

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

"I need every detail." Sarah, looking exhausted, was the first to speak. “It’s chaos in there, sir. The zombies are everywhere. They’re fast, relentless, and... they seem to be spreading the infection rapidly. We barely made it out alive.” Her voice cracked, but she pressed on. "I really thought I would die there to be honest." Collins nodded, his normally fiery demeanor subdued. “The library was the worst part. We got trapped in there. We thought we’d all die, but Justin...” He trailed off, his eyes filled with guilt.

A shape lurches into view, close enough for any student to see their opponent clearly. It drags a skeletal axe while raising its bulging arms and mangled hands. The creature advances, intent on killing anyone who is too sluggish to escape its clutches. "Zombies!" shouted a female student, holding her quivering hands together. "These creatures are zombies. They are attracted to blood and cannot see or smell. They were created by magical devastation inside the dungeon." Rose elaborated. "Graaahhh!" The zombie screamed, and its scream echoed over the desert. As creatures rose from the depths of the desert, the earth shook and sand began to burst.

Then I got into a lackluster department, and then passed some kind of government exam. Yanlong barely retrieved the bead when she heard zombies roar. There are quite a few. What the heck? In every zombie novel she read, university boys are very over eager to kill zombies and escape their fate. Why are her university mates so cautious? She crawled away from the bathroom extremely fast. A fireball burst through one of the false ceiling boards for a moment. Yanlong held the first available nuclei and absorbed it. It's water nuclei, with talent leaning towards moving water.

••••• Alexander was sitting on a sofa in the living room watching the news, it was 3 am and the reports of zombies had just hit the air an hour ago, with the warning of not going outside and to stay indoors and bracketing all doors and windows being the helpful tip to avoid the spread of virus and of course being eaten. Which actually didn’t make people stay indoors but rush out to get supplies to survive indoors, which actually made the zombie virus spread faster because those people were either eaten or became zombies. Major states such as X, B, C and D were hit the hardest because of their population size being the largest, meaning that most of the population in those cities have already

I stayed with Adley in her small living room, watching horror movies about creatures that didn’t exist in this world, until darkness smothered the outside world, peeking in through the sheer curtains that made their living room feel all too exposed. “Zombies always give me the creeps.” Adley shuddered, “There’s something so scary about coming back from the dead, having your face and limbs rot like that. Bleh, no thank you.” “I can’t be afraid of zombies, not when things like ghouls and Librarian’s exist.” I let out a hearty laugh, trying to imagine a hoard of zombies maneuvering through the forest at night.