Eddsworld Zombies Novels & Stories

The others nodded as they also felt something wrong but why? "If I found the person who did this, I will punish him severely" Evan Potter sternly said and gaze on everyone. They quiet own and started to analyze situation as to why the zombies are forcing themselves inside. "They are attracted to noises, human scents and...?" Zeke Santos mumbled as he ponder. "uhmmmm... Why are you bleeding, Captain?" Ariel Montes asked when he noticed a blood stained on his arm. Everyone looked at Evan Potter's blood stain, then, looked at each other.

"No. You see, the world is not as it appears. There is more to it than meets the eye, things that most humans do not understand…" "Dad, can you please speak English?" "Right. Beyond what most can see, lies a world of evil. Creatures roam the earth, claiming victims and draining their blood…" "You mean vampires?" "Yes. Vampires." "Hmm… are you feeling alright?" "What? Yes! Now, listen… Many centuries ago; long before my time, or even my father's time there were two brothers. Clayton and Dominic Lawrence. They were human, living their lives just like everyone else during that era…"

She always had a hoodie on her, maybe his would look perfect on her, he cringed at the thought and took deep breaths, she was affecting him more than he could even comprehend. “Would you mind sharing what is giving you this immense joy and happiness Lucas?” Reginald asked as he made eye contact with him, his question was replied to with a confused look. “You seem to be having fun on your own, I was hoping you could share some of that joy with your mother and me.” he continued and slid a piece of cheesecake into his mouth. Lucas smiled awkwardly as he realized he had been caught, “It’s just school, I’m super excited about being in the open world and able to distinguish the humans from us” He

" Things were quiet for the next three days. I kept checking in, and Chester kept reassuring me, no weird dreams, nothing out of the ordinary. He even tiptoed around the idea of seeing a shrink, but I was not having any of it. Just when I started to relax, that's when it happened. Chester did not come home one night, and his phone might as well have been a brick. That old, uneasy feeling crept back in, and I bolted for the cemetery. There he was, sitting by my dad's grave, a mouthful of pâté and a half-empty glass of whiskey, toasting the air. My heart twisted in my chest. "Don't you dare eat that! Spit it out, now!" I dashed over, pounding on his back, desperate to make it stop.

Enzo's hand rested on my thigh, inching higher as we hit a red light. 'You trust me, right?' 'Always,' I murmured, my breath catching as his fingers brushed the edge of my lace panties. Not long after, we pulled up to a non-descript building in the heart of downtown, but the sign hit me like a jolt. Club Eden. Bold red letters glowing against the night. Even from inside the car, I could feel the pulse of bass thumping through the air, mixed with laughter and something darker, more primal. My heart raced.

Caleb watched on with pride as his pack members worked together in perfect harmony, their movements coordinated and efficient. When the last vampire had fallen, they continued on their journey, the adrenaline still pumping through their veins. But their troubles were far from over. As they made their way through a desolate wasteland, they were suddenly attacked by a horde of zombies, their flesh rotting and their eyes devoid of life. The creatures swarmed around them, their moans filling the air. Jessica shuddered in revulsion, her hands shaking as she raised her weapon. "What are these things? They're like something out of a nightmare."

After Jacob's reminder, I saw the message Edgar had sent. 303: "Everyone in this building is gonna die tonight!" 603: "What the hell is happening downstairs?" 304: "Wait, wasn't the guy in 303 already… dead?" 401: "Seriously, who's using his phone to pull a prank? This isn't funny." Apartment 303 was Edgar's unit, and the message was coming from his WhatsApp account. The other residents were buzzing about it, but no one seemed to take that line seriously. The building was six stories tall, with four units per floor, and it wasn't fully occupied. I shot Jacob a text. "Who took Edgar's phone after he died?"

He added. Eurus completely felt different now that the scenery has changed. His feeling of worry worsen, and fear gripped his mind once again. The thought of it alone made his serene mind disappear as his mind was thinking of any other possibilities of some scary creature might as well exist in their world-a world of the game, rather. "W-what exactly is happening?" Eurus asked, his voice stirred up with fear." "Well, when 7:00 p.m strikes, the city shifts into something apocalyptic, and creatures like that becomes more aggressive," Luke stated. "Although they can be seen at morning time, more of them come out every 7:00 p.m."

What happened? "Fread was an orphan when Zion accepted him; he told me that he's not the only one. Zion has been adopting and saving children from the slums to breed hollow assassins again. Not just that, there are almost half a thousand of them. Fread served that company for 16 hellish years taking orders to kill certain people. Until Fread and his companions decided to leave, sadly for him, as we all know he was left standing." I don't know why but, he has sympathy over what happened.

"Why is it so loud this early..." His voice was cut off. On the screen back in the bunker, Julian's pupils widened. He froze as if someone had cast a curse on him. The once-bustling downtown streets had become a hellscape. Burning vehicle wrecks were everywhere. Torn flesh and innards littered the ground, and hundreds, maybe thousands, of bloodstained zombies staggered through the streets. One zombie lay sprawled on the hood of a sedan, greedily gnawing on a human leg.