Fanfiction Zombies Novels & Stories

The headless animal ran off at top speed and kept going until it smashed itself into a tree and it died for the second time that night. “Impressive,” said Zorraya, coming up quietly behind her. “Let us hope the headless body does not come alive again.” “I doubt it,” said Erin, nodding toward the beast’s head on the ground near her. The glow had left the eyes and was replaced by gaping darkness. “I think as long as their heads are still attached to their bodies, they can come back to life just like zombies.” “What does that mean?” “Zombies are also called the undead,” Erin explained.

Jasmine shouted as she squeezed into the depths of the vehicle to hide. Then, the bulletproof glass shattered. A Tier Four speed-type zombie swooped in through the hole like black lightning. It snarled and leaped at the nearest prey: Wade. The monster's maw was laced with sharp teeth, and rancid drool dripped from its mouth. "Get away from me! Don't bite me!" It was life or death. Jasmine's male best friend, who always had a glib tongue, turned into nothing more than a hideous creature trying to survive. He grabbed his screaming 'friend' and tossed Jasmine at the pouncing zombie.

"My name is Zafira, and I am a succubus. You should feel honored. I haven't told anyone my name in centuries." "Why tell me then?" She grinned. "Well, most do not live long enough to say it, so why bother?" Cole gave her a puzzled look. "So you're not here to kill me?" Zafira smiled and ran her fingers lightly through Cole's short dark hair. "I always did like the smart ones -- they get me so antsy in my panties," she smirked. Zafira uncrossed her legs. "...if I were wearing any." Cole could not help but look. No panties were visible under her short dress, only a glistening sheen of her inviting pussy, beckoning him to touch it.

Narrowing her eyes, she asked, "Zayla, he's the one who saved you? But I heard that after the first rescue team left Zone A, the zombies went into a frenzy. By the time the second team arrived, no one who had been left behind in Zone A had survived. How did you make it out?" I wasn't entirely sure what she was getting at. Shrugging, I said, "Does it matter? I'm alive. That's enough." "Of course it matters. The virus wasn't even in Zone A before, and then suddenly, right after you announced your engagement, the outbreak started? A little too convenient, don't you think?" She let the implication hang in the air before adding, "The apocalypse is beyond our control, but we can't rule out the pos

We ate in silence, each busy in their own mind with their own thoughts. At last, he broke the silence. "You need to get Zinnia, I will get things ready here. Be quick, we have to act now or the dark days will come again. And I fear this time it will be an apocolyptic event for more than just one species." I nodded and patted him on the shoulder. "I will leave in the morning." I said, clearing the plates. "Be quick and safe, my friend. I just have a real bad feeling that the vampires have something really bad planned for not only us but the human world as well."

"That's so creepy. Is she like a zombie now?" "No. She's vampire. Vampire healing kept her alive. Basic supernatural biology." "But she was dead. Your dad buried her." "He buried someone else by mistake. Mama was alive the whole time. Just trapped." I was getting tired of explaining this. "It's not that complicated." "It's super complicated. How do you even deal with that?" I didn't know how to answer. Because honestly, I didn't know. Part of me was happy Mama was alive. Obviously. I loved her. I'd been devastated when I thought she died.

Then, Dante appeared as if in a smoke and threw something to the women that made them act like scavenger birds fighting for the morsels of food thrown at them. Jon placed a hand on his neck and tried to feel for wounds under his jaw. His felt no wounds, nor were there traces of blood on his hands. He recalled that the women took turns to suck his blood, like from some gothic novel or horror movie. Perhaps he dreamed that too? Everything seemed fantastical and he knew that he would be disbelieved, even laughed at, if he recounted what he thought he had just experienced.

So one Saturday, afternoon, Zombie and I packed our stuff, so we could go home for the semester holidays, I noticed he wasn't in his usual tempo, so I asked him what's up. . Johnson ➡ Z, you look off! Are you okay? . Zombie ➡ Yeah john, its just that Vixen and I broke up! . Johnson ➡ Ouch, what happened? . Zombie ➡ Don't know man, she's being doing some weird stuff with spooky people lately. . Johnson ➡ Like what? . Zombie ➡ The other day, I entered her room, I saw her fucking a guy's ass with a dildo, I couldn't watch the ugly sight and I heard she's joined a gang, a really bad one.

I pleaded. Cecily looked over her shoulder shifting her attention back to The Moor. "You think you can snap your fingers and kill us? I'm harder to get rid of than that. Pull out your guns and knives and I'll still kick your ass." Maybe there was quicksand in Florida and it would swallow me. I really should have mentioned vampires during her million and one rounds of questions. Something like... vampires could end the human race as well as beastkind in a matter of weeks. Or maybe... vampires actually rule the world, humans just don't know it.

She threw the crystal ball on the floor out of anger and then headed towards the basement. As she reached the basement, she could no longer see the golden book. “No……” she cried. She saw outside. The sun has not set yet. “Alice...I promise tomorrow night is going to be last night for you and this vampire" Sandra headed towards the darkroom. At Ethan’s house, Fate sisters were explaining to Ethan and Alice the use of their powers. They explained to them about the shapeshifting, healing, and strength. As fate sisters were explaining, Clotho looked at Ethan and warned him “Ethan it might happen that when you both will face Sandra, Alice can get injured and starts bleeding. You will have to cont