Disturbing Zombie Novels & Stories

The higher ground offered some semblance of security, but it was fleeting. “Is this it?” John panted, his eyes darting toward the swarming mass below. “We’re trapped!” “Focus!” Viper snapped, his voice cutting through the rising panic. The zombies reached the base of the stage, their decayed hands clawing at the air as they tried to climb. The Zotes fought desperately, their muscles burning with exhaustion. The rancid stench of death was suffocating, but surrender wasn’t an option. --- The chaotic battle was interrupted by a sudden, chilling laugh. The sound echoed through the auditorium, cutting through the groans and screams. It was unnatural, the kind of laugh that made the hair on the ba

After saying all this, Gramson left with the unconscious girl in his hand. “Fuck! Today, I almost had snapped that woman's head off. Something is wrong with me. It only happens with rogue vampires. Hm! I think my vacation must end now. It's time for everyone to welcome their one and only king but before that, I have to go to the red river fair,” Gabriel mumbled.

According to Albert, Zombie lost her way and accidentally entered the enemy den. There, a fierce fight occurred. Vampire that was closer to her helped her. This led to injuries they sustained. M and the two falcons interfered after some time and successfully brought back the heavily injured Zombie. Vampire’s injury occurred in the middle of the escape. M deployed his own subordinates for distraction and escaped with Vampire. Unlike the animals in the other two worlds, the animals residing in The Unknown could grow to a certain extent according to their own will.

“It is enough to have to battle each other without throwing the human race into the mix.” “You war with each other?” Jasper asked with surprise. Rowan nodded. “Indeed,” he said, “The werewolf and vampire are fierce enemies.” “And zombies?” Jasper asked. “What about them?” “The zombie is a curious anomaly,” Rowan began. “Unlike the vampire or werewolf, it is not a creation from another dimension come here. A zombie is the result of a virus that takes hold of a recently deceased corpse and causes just enough animation to allow it to function in the most primitive of ways.”

My hand struck a stool beside me, and without thinking, I grabbed it and swung it at the zombie. The impact sent it crashing sideways. I smashed the stool against the floor until it splintered apart, leaving only a broken wooden leg in my grip. Then I charged with full determination. “AHHHHHHH!” A scream tore from my throat as I drove the wood into its skull. The sound that followed made my stomach twist. Its head cracked apart like a walnut under pressure. The wooden piece punched through the front of its skull and burst out the back. The zombie finally went still.

I had been gone only a few days, and they were already looking for a replacement to make burritos. So be it. I was a player, and they were ghosts. We were never meant to be on the same side. The kitchen was filled with danger—every creature crawling out was at least S-level. The players used a pile of items just to barely make one burrito. Some players remembered that ghosts didn’t eat human food and stuffed fingers, teeth, and other strange things into theirs. I walked into the kitchen, trembling, only to discover that the previously blood-soaked kitchen had instantly become spotless.

I was in such a good mood that I even hummed a song to myself. Everyone was on the edge of their seats for an even more titillating scene! However, even after a long while, my roommate was still lying on the bed and playing on her phone. "Take it off. Why isn't she going to bed yet?" I grew irritated. Suddenly, she moved, and I excitedly sat up straight. When I saw her take a black metal device from her bag and scan through the room, however, I was a little alarmed. She seemed really experienced. Since she was tall, she held the device up to the smoke alarm.

I’m proud of him. With my distraction of watching werewolf men fighting, I am oblivious to the leech with his sights on me. He rushes at me, slamming me into the rough, wet grass. Frantically, I wave my arms in a frenzy. “Get off me, zombie creep!” I scream while he tries taking a bite out of my neck. His eyes are dark, soulless, and hungry, and I am the late-night snack. I hold him back the best I can while searching for a valuable weapon to kill this bastard.

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.