Free Zombie Novels & Stories

“Dm!” Windy felt scared when he had to hunt with Ezra; he involuntarily cursed. Since hunting with Ezra was very risky and laborious, it was not according to standard rules but special training. The prey they caught must not die; it must be alive. The prey they just caught will not be kept but must be released, and they have to track down the prey they have just seen. And that will repeat many times until Ezra stops.

The climate in the room rises as hours count down to a critical moment of our assignment. Moving around the ill-organized table covered in maps and papers, the team gathers, standing in the midst of the preparations. Jake is looking straight at me, and although it is only for a few seconds, I can discern a shyness that does not often show itself. “How do you even manage it, Zea?” Jake’s voice is soft, his face intense. This is the question that was raised by the character: ’’Can I have fife being a mother and a killer at once?’’

She patted her face to make herself more conscious. It's impossible. The eyes of the zombies are blood red, and their skin will quickly become old, dry, or decayed. The blood vessels under the skin will also turn green - of course, the blood vessels of the fourth generation of mutated zombies that have appeared in recent years are black, but no matter what, zombies cannot mutate to be the same as living people!

A casual act of kindness might one day save your life". Zachary pulled me into his arms gently. Regretfully, he said, "I'm sorry for being late. You wouldn't have to go through so much if I showed up earlier." I lowered my head and leaned into his embrace. "Don't say that. I'm grateful that you showed up. If it weren't for you, I would still be in a vegetative state. "Back then, I felt like I was in a nightmare that I couldn't get out of. I'm still afraid, even now. I'm afraid I'll end up in that lonely and helpless situation."

Their eyes were empty, unfocused, and they were both wearing a strange, hollow smile. The rescue team leader stepped forward. "Mr. Sands? Mrs. Sands?" Dad suddenly clutched the tin of spam against his chest and shrank backward, his eyes wide. "Shh. Be quiet," he whispered, his voice shaking. "There are zombies out there. Going outside means death. "This is the last of our food. We have to ration it. We have to make it last." Mom nodded along beside him, completely serious. "One less mouth to feed. You'll get to live a few more days."

December 1, 2050 - Colleti Research & Experimental Facility, Wolfe Creek Crater Western Australia I think my mind is going to explode any minute from now. The news of the zombie outbreak is shaking my whole system, and finding out that the crowd I saw on the ground are actually zombies did not help either. Until we reach our destination, I am as mute as an isolated room in the middle of a desert. Sean guides me to climb down the helicopter and in an instant, the idea of zombies was averted from my mind when I see where we are.

“I’ll be damned if I’m taken naked again.” She couldn’t explain why she found his comment amusing, but she did. He gave her an odd look at the sound of her faint giggle, but said nothing as he quickly pulled on his clothes. They’d just finished pulling on their boots when a zombie -who had once been a male human- burst out of the brush. For a zombie, its speed was fairly quick, which led them to believe that it was advanced. It completely ignored them as it headed for the deer.

When he awoke, he was able to function enough to make use of the clear, running water and work on getting his body fit for the long walk home. The strips of shirt dried quickly in the warm breeze and soon he was bandaged and trying out his leg for mobility. He looked, longingly, at his kill as it lay in the hot sun and sighed. Even if it was still salvageable, there was no way that he’d be able to lug it home with that leg of his being the way that it was. He’d have to leave it for some lucky beast to consume. His eyes combed the ridge as he wondered just what type of animal that might be. The herd looked fairly calm and contented, so he questioned if they encountered a predator very oft

Tobe screams and Ryder brings his rifle up. He pulls the trigger, and a zombie drops, but another quickly takes his place. There are dozens of them, and the four of us are no match, especially since I barely know how to shoot, and Tobe still doesn't have a weapon.

My eyes darts ro the kids on the tree screaming for help. My heart jumps as one of them fall off the branch. He grabs a sick and tries to fight off the bigger and hungrier Zombie. What are young kids doing out here and how did they make it this far. Without wasting much time I grab my sword and shove it into the skull of a female ex nurse zombie. Pulling the throat of another zombie I finally have a clear path to the fat zombie who's about to devour the child. Like a light pillow, I throw the fat Zombie aside and he lands on his fat belly. As soon as he gets up, he drops to the floor. At first I don't know what's going on until something swoosh past me and a thudding sound echoes behind me.