Fanfiction Zombies Novels & Stories

Those who were lucky enough to live through that, were to be bred and then slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was twelve, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~

Joan and her mother lived in a small cabin in the woods far away from town. Joan would lure them and Miriam would use them as lab rats and that was how these zombies came to be, not long Miriam also became a zombie and passed away. Joan would lure human beings to the zombies and they would feed on it, she also joined them most of the time in feeding on human flesh. When she grew older she got very angry with herself, she saw Erica's beautiful pictures and how she enjoyed life and swore to destroy her, she blamed Erica for being the reason why her mother ended up a zombie, she blamed Erica for being the reason why she ended up in the woods.

Ferdinand couldn’t believe what he saw when he came back to the laboratory. On a huge cylindrical glass tube was a zombie, based on its appearance. She was a girl probably around 12-14 years old when she was still alive. There’s a rotting wound on her shoulder, smeared with black blood, and her eyeballs turned white all over. Her skin was bluish-pale, while a sticky dark liquid continuously sliding down to her chin. She was groaning, growling, banging on the thick glass and glaring at all the researchers in pure greed.

Amber helps with setting the table, while Dominic and Alex set the food out. “Well, I bring bad news, I tracked down Henry's parents, and they weren't transformed into ‘Made Vampires’. If my source is correct, they are or have become ‘Zombies’.” Alex gringes as he tells Amber and Dominic about this new detail. “Zombies, like in the movies?” Amber looks at Alex in shock. “I thought that was a joke.” “Did your source have anything more to confirm how or why?” Dominic looks puzzled, too.

Streams of white light energy hit them and sent them and the bodies they possessed down into the abyss. I moved my hand, aimed at zombies, and sent them to the darkness of the Underworld. A zombie in the form of a naked shifter had cracked the back of a screaming Neratomay Elder, and I shot it, sending the both of them into the abyss. Paul was punching a zombie that had entered the body of a Were-bear, its mouth the size of an alligator. Though Paul knocked the bear off balance, the bear wasn't stunned. I aimed my power at the bear's cavernous mouth seconds before it would have locked onto Paul's face. I returned that abomination to the Underworld. "Paul, you can't fight them!" I yelled. "St

"You will be punished for it. " Suddenly he froze. Fragrance.... The scent of blood hit his nostrils. He saw Tashfa lying face down. Why was he seizing himself? Why was he testing himself? He could irrigate himself from her blood but there was something that was stopping him. "Zami" he muttered as he walked away and immediately Zami appeared. He was at his service. "Get her out of here, No harm to her" He stopped talking. Zami's changing color and tightly pursed lips was a sign that he was barely in control.

My breath trapped itself inside my throat and the hunting knife slipped from my fingers clattering against the metal floor. It was Marcus. The man who had thrown me to the zombies in my past life. He looked pathetic now. His expensive jacket was ripped, his hair was matted with dirt and his eyes were wild with fear. Behind him was his mother, Evelyn. She was clutching Marcus's arm, her mouth open in a wail. "Keep running Mom! Don't look back!" Marcus yelled, his voice cracking as he checked over his shoulder. Behind them three moving shapes sprinted out from the dark alleyways. They weren't the zombies from the first hours of the outbreak. These were mutated, low-tier variants. Their limbs w

Did Sofia want her to become shameless and vulgar on her wedding night? She soon typed a message to Sofia and proceeded to rush towards the bathroom. Now she had to cool some heat off of her body. Mason walked like dead, his expressions blank and soulless. "What in the h*ll-- Why are you acting like a zombie!?" Sofia shrieked and cringed hard, disgusted. Zombies were her least favourite. The last time she saw a zombie love story, she was cringing the same as she was doing now. That Zombie guy only knew how to bite that human girl's neck and eventually ate her in the end by slurping out her intestines.

Open this door, zombie" he said as he reached their house. He slammed the door violently. Grace opened the door. She was surprised to see him so drunk. "Where have you been? I've been calling you like forever" Grace hugged him. "Yes, yes. Mrs Flinch, she's very strong. She's partly zombie and partly human. I mean she switches anytime she wants" he ranted under the influence of alcohol. "Let's just go in" Grace dragged him inside. He took him to a chair and sat him down. She stood over him without saying a word. "What?" he asked angrily. He was annoyed by the way she was staring at him.

Head of the family, Lab coach, Glad, Edmond, which is Fred son, Fred himself and Michael they loced themselves in a room. After 5 minutes Fred dies. Michael was so pissed, Jane screamed and started crying seriously. Her voice were attracting those zombies. They started banging on their apartment door, then Fred woke up again as a zombie. Jane couldn't touch him, she couldn't get close to him, she couldn't do anything to him. She was just looking at him, everyone was looking at Fred, nobody has the courage to shoot him except Michael.