Novel & Cerita Good Books About Zombie Apocalypse

“You’re cool with a high school chick dusting vamps, but not zombies?” “Nope. Buffy is camp, Supernatural is more folklore and shit. Zombies eating brains and people doing horrible things to each other is a different ball game.” “True. It does explore how humans would handle the apocalypse and collapse of society. How it would bring out the different facets of people. Some good, most bad.” “Exactly. And the makeup is just icky.” I shuddered. “They don’t eat brains in the show. They just bite people, and they turn.”

Brie sat with wide eyes. No way. No way was this real. On the computer screen, flashed four big words. "THE WORLD IS ENDING." She scrolled through twitter, seeing tweets on how to stay alive. Apparently, it was a virus only caught if the body fluids of a carrier entered your body. Brie glanced at Adam, thinking about his wound. What about Melissa? "Okay... Focus." She patted the desk and continued to read. Hopefully, there'd be something helpful, something to keep them alive. She spotted a specific article a stranger had made a few hours ago.

And they couldn’t know why some people got sick while the others didn’t. But they said, there was something about it that changed the rational part of your mind and highlighted your instinct. It turned them all into mindless animals who try to satisfy their primal urges only. Supernatural zombies were the biggest threat, though. If you met an undead wolf, just run, don’t try to fight it. If you met a dragon, you might just kill yourself and be done with it. You won’t survive this encounter. One of the wolves charged at me and I sidestepped it, a second tried to bite my thigh and it almost succeeded.

that face though, it felt…familiar, like I had seen it somewhere. A memory flashed into my mind, smoke, fire, screams. A chill ran down my spine, and I quickly shook my head trying to get the memory out of my mind. Why would I suddenly think of that? I must stay away from him, the sight of him brought back memories I would rather forget. Anyway, Zane was still better looking than the second guy. “No wonder there is barely any game left. Hunting this close to the road is practically begging for scraps.” His arrogant words wiped that last bit of admiration I had for him a moment ago. There was nothing I hated more than arrogant people who thought they were better than others.

For drinking water, I ordered five hundred jugs and had them moved into the bunker, along with ten high-powered water purifiers. Aside from food, medicine would become the rarest hard currency in the zombie apocalypse. I cleaned out five pharmacies, buying antibiotics, anti-inflammatory medicine, fever medicine, painkillers, and all kinds of first-aid kits and surgical tools. Finally, I made a trip to the black market and got three military-grade compound crossbows, several thousand steel bolts, two machetes, and a stab-resistant suit. When the last batch of supplies had been moved into the bunker, the reinforced blast door slowly closed.

“That’s very Slaughterhouse-Five of you.” For those who don’t know, Slaughterhouse-Five is probably the most famous book by Kurt Vonnegut. Although it’s an anti-war story about the firebombing of Dresden during World War II, it’s also a science fiction novel. Among other insane plot points, the main character and a woman he’s never met get abducted by aliens and put in a zoo on the aliens’ home planet, where the extraterrestrials watch them exactly like humans would watch a pair of chimpanzees in a cage here on Earth.

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

Sarah muttered, rolling his eyes. Favour adjusted his glasses. “I’m going to sleep for a week. Maybe two and never read any book that has to do with zombies again.” “Boring,” Justin said with a grin. “Me? I’m hitting up the biggest buffet in town. And I’m not leaving until they roll me out.” “You’d be doing that even if there wasn’t a zombie apocalypse,” Collins quipped, earning a round of laughter. Jeff smiled faintly. “I just want to see my family again.”

“Heh. Bet he won’t ever hurt his pride.” Without looking back, Byul made his way on the street. The dirt road was filled with the evidence of massacre. There were lots of corpse lying on the ground and the rotten stench could be smelled even from a mile away. Ah this is it. The outbreak of the apocalypse. Byul lifted his head and inspected the place. Judging by the sight, this was a normal Zombie thriller movie. No mutation, no abilities, just pure hug-loving zombies. Although it was only his suspicion, Byul still felt that everything doesn’t add up.