Good Zombie Novels & Stories

No one had visited this place in a long time; even just one visitor… was enough to make his heart rejoice—rejoice because it signaled that someone still remembered this place. BOOOOMMM…. BOOOOMMM…. Graooor! “Damn it, this really isn’t easy. How can there be zombies carrying bombs in their hands? Who created these zombies?” asked Xiao Chen as he ran, chased by so many zombies. And the zombies’ madness was making Xiao Chen dizzy—because every time he destroyed one, ten more would appear, ten times as many as before.

With a zip, the line extended just one foot and sent Garrett's head dipping straight down, right into a zombie's waiting jaws. A zombie opened his bloody mouth wide and aimed a bite at Garrett's balding head. Just as its teeth were about to sink into the scalp, I hit the "raise" button, and Garrett shot up toward the second floor like a spring. The zombie's teeth snapped on thin air with a loud clack, and it let out an angry, frustrated howl. "Wow! That was close! You almost had your head popped!"

When I woke up, I stretched lazily before the comments appeared in my vision again: [Whoa, talk about bloody! There's nothing scarier than human nature in the apocalypse!] [Yeah, it really magnifies the darkness of humanity…] [To think he could even do that to his own parents… what an animal!] [What a selfish scum! He could do anything for a mouthful of food!] I turned on the surveillance and saw Charles and his parents fighting each other, bloodied and bruised, all over a single pack of instant noodles. "You old hag! Why are you fighting me for this food when you've got cancer?"

He’s old enough to be my grandpa, but damn that man can kick ass. After I wash off, I step out of the lake to dry off with a shitty towel I have. I’m not even sure it’s really a towel anymore, more like a rag. I’m halfway through drying off when screams from the camp ring through the woods. Shit! They found us. I toss on my shirt, but a dart hits me in the thigh. Suddenly, I become woosy. I fall to my knees as two zombies approach. Two zombies approach me. “Is this her boss?” The one with pale blonde hair asks.

The only thing that can define him as a zombie was his pure back eyes. Georgia forced herself to calm down and stop swooning over a damn zombie. She acted casual and placed everything she'll need on the table. "Who are you?" She almost jumped at the deep voice and she whipped around, her eyes connecting with his black ones and God, his stare made her shiver. His gaze made her feel something she hasn't done before and she hadn't had sex since the apocalypse happened. And the fine piece of man in front of her isn't helping her hormones.

I casually tossed the grenade up and down in my hand like a ball before hurling it toward the car where Scarface was hiding. By the time Scarface managed to shove away the zombies around him, his entire body had already erupted into flames. He staggered around screaming in agony, desperately trying to find water to put himself out. But there was nothing here that could save him. I watched expressionlessly as he burned into a charred corpse before collapsing onto the ground. I wondered how many survival points the system would reward me after destroying this many zombies at once. Thinking about that, I turned and walked back toward the estate.

he placed his tip at her entrance, intensifying everything she was already feeling, "I want you, please, Zaddy." Shola woke up to the chirping of birds in the trees and the sun's rays blessing her beautiful bronze skin. She felt sore all over but great inside. She smiled to herself, coinciding her lower lip between her teeth and she remembered the previous night. That was when she realized she was no longer inside the red room. And also, that Solano was nowhere to found inside the room.

“They don’t exist.” She chuckled. “You have weirder imagination, Percie.” I stood up. “You have no idea. That woman here before, I think of her as a zombie with a horn and fangs. She has no brains, but she whispers to everyone and takes them to her lair, then eats their brains, skins them, then drains their blood, and throws them afterward.” She giggled. Did she just giggle? ”You’re gonna be a good writer, Percie.”

"Food will be here any time now" "They will starve us until we swore allegiance to them" Daren said. He is a unique Badblood; he will become what he touched. If he touched a rock, his body will turn to rock. Though Mira didn't saw him transform into one, just thinking of it gave her chills. Daren on the other hand has very manly features: hard muscles, a clean cut hair, a beard, and a strong black eyes. His lips is tiny and his nose is extremely long but in a handsome way.