Dex Zombieverse Novels & Stories

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

The partial shift has receded, leaving him human but marked by what the curse did to him. "There," Zara points. Dexter is leaning against a concrete barrier, phone in hand, looking completely unbothered despite the blood on his clothes and the bodies scattered around him. Five, maybe six wolves, all dead or dying. He waves as we pull up, like we're picking him up from a casual outing. "Right on time," he says, climbing into the front passenger seat. "Appreciate the lift." "What the hell happened?" Rylan demands, pulling back onto the road.

Victoria Misses Her Demon "Shoot it!" "Shit!" Jasper swore, struggling to shoot the horde of zombies racing towards him. They were being surrounded. Jasper went down, a zombie gnawing on his neck. "I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die!" Victoria squealed, jumping up and down on the sofa as her fingers worked the game controller. A zombie swung a well-aimed cleaver. Her head rolled before the TV screen went red. "Shit, shit, shit!" Jasper groaned, dropping the controller. "Un-fucking-believable. We have to start all the way at the beginning."

I bite hard on my lower lip to steel myself because I realize that Dexter is a stink not worth a drop of my tears. “Why?” Dexter laughs dryly. “It’s been five years, Jade, and I've tried. Honestly. But you're not human.” I frown at his words. “What do you mean?” James steps in and finishes the line. “He means you're a zombie.” There’s an eerie smile on Dexter’s face as his best friend calls me a zombie. It steals into my chest and makes a tight fist. Dexter goes ahead to rub more salt into the injury. “It's your fault. You're just too plain and dull. Our relationship lacked spice but I stayed with you because you're just so…”

Lucas looked at the zombies before him faintly. They were pitifully weak before him. "Awoo! Awoo!" Suddenly, hundreds of zombies rushed toward Lucas and the gang. Lucas did not need to make a move in such a situation. By the time the hundreds of zombies had started charging at him, Rexy had already fired his Merciless Flame-Aqua Gun. Rexy was a Rank 1 Honorable Ranked Zombie. The hundreds of zombies were just like a joke to him. In a split second, the hundreds of zombies ended up dropping to the ground.

That debt had to be settled properly. Three days later, on a stormy night with pouring rain, a battered armored vehicle—barely holding together—smashed through the gates of the villa complex. Callie and Dan crawled out of the car, covered in mud and looking utterly miserable. Behind them, more than a dozen mutated zombies were chasing them. “Help! Is anyone there? Help!” Callie screamed, her voice hoarse. Dan gripped a machete in his hand, but it was useless against mutated zombies.

Gerard frowned and asked, "Is he that powerful?" "It's an exclusive secret technique. It has to be powerful," someone explained. Zeke knew a secret technique that allowed him to summon zombies and corpses for combat. Countless deceased individuals had been buried over the centuries, so Zeke basically had unlimited corpses at his disposal. It was indeed a formidable spell. The corpses had no souls and felt no pain, so they fought fearlessly. Ordinary cultivators did not stand a chance. Only a Sanctuary level cultivator like Chester could fight back. Chester saw how powerful the zombie was, so he shouted and unleashed a torrent of spiritual energy instantly. The tiger-head spear ignited with s

Being captured The year on earth is 3125 a.d. Aliens exist and the species that have controlled the past fifty years are not friendly and think of us humans as merely free range cattle. They love to drink human blood and some consume our flesh. The earth's governments discovered the invaders that called themselves Demirkans. They were reptilian like humanoids. I just call them bloodsucking scum. I'm Zax Derix, an eighteen year old half human male currently sitting in my hideout within a cave in Yellowstone National Park. It's 2:30 a.m,

Well, they made the wrong choice. Xiaza, 15 years of age, who can even kill a living person and heart has long been dead, what's more if it is already an undead person? Of course she will also kill them, when she saw that they took the initiative to hurt her. The cry of Zombie's despair echoed in Xia's home next after her laughter ceased. Xia looked down at her bloody fingers that were covered with zombies black mixed with green blood. So dirty, she then looked down at the figure, ah no, the bloody corpse lying pitifully with its rotten organs dug out near her feet.

"I'm here. I'm different, but I'm here." I looked at my hands, watching the light dance beneath my skin. Not vampire. Not wolf. Not witch. Something entirely new. Something that had never existed before. The self-destruct alarm blared, cutting through the moment. Ten minutes remaining. "Celebrate the miracle later!" Xavier shouted. "We need to move!" But Dr. Vex, lying on the ground dying from blood loss, laughed weakly. "You can't stop the self-destruct. It requires my biometrics, and I'll be dead in minutes. You're all trapped."