Good Zombie Novels Novels & Stories

Nothing was safe from the masses of zombie killers and, just six months after the appearance of the first zombie, there was very little life left on the planet. I took another sip from the bottle of pear water and head over to the front door again. With the bat in my hands, I felt instantly safer. Being weaponless was the fastest way to get yourself killed, aside from just being plain stupid. Thankfully I wasn't stupid, and I certainly wasn't planning to die anytime soon.

“Well, Zeke’s a nice enough guy but maybe not the sharpest needle in the haystack. One of many reasons we only briefly dated.” The two dug into their meals, and Brad had to admit to himself that Bias was right, the food was absolutely delicious. Spicy and flavorful. Bias was scarfing down his food as if he were going into hibernation soon. “Speaking of you being a famous writer,” Bias said when he finally came up for air, “after you left Book Lady yesterday, I picked up another one of your books.” “Really? Which one?” “The collection, Dark Corners. I read the first four stories before bed last night, and I have to say I really enjoyed them.”

BZZZZZZT A blinding flash of electricity exploded inside the monster's throat. The smell of burning flesh filled the room instantly. The giant’s body went completely stiff, its pale skin lighting up from the inside out as the current fried its brain. Its huge empty eyes rolled back into its head. It tumbled backward like a chopped tree crashing heavily into the broken metal gate. BOOM The massive body blocked the five-foot gap completely acting like a wall against the hundreds of smaller zombies screaming right behind it. Gray rotting hands reached out from under the giant’s arms clawing wildly at the air. They could not push the heavy corpse out of the way.

Leaving Blackthorn At the shattered main gates where the nightmare had begun, the three survivors paused. Kael looked back at the ruined campus — smoke rising, bodies everywhere, the place that had once been his entire world. “Everything I knew is gone,” he said quietly. Serena took his hand. Damien took the other. “Then we make a new world,” she whispered. They stepped through the broken gates into the outside world. The City of the Damned The highway leading into the city was a graveyard of abandoned cars, overturned trucks, and corpses. Fires burned unchecked in the distance. The once-bustling metropolis of Eldridge City was now a silent tomb under a blood-red sky.

Ying Wei immediately fired his gun when he saw a zombie in the distance approaching their direction as the bullet drilled in it's forehead while the zombie immediately drop on the ground not moving. They are not afraid to attract others zombies with their gun fires as their guns are all equipped with silencer. Claire gaze calmly at the zombie who did not move again. Seeing the situation, she did not feel any pressured or scared. To tell the truth, They studied carefully the zombies when they are travelling this past few days as their master told them that the zombies they encountered were not really that much difficult to deal with. It was only the beginning of the apocalypse so it was still

“Great. Just great. Meg loves shopping for odds and ends there, and maybe it’s evil. WONDERFUL.” “Well, perhaps not evil, just . . . ” I wave him off, massaging my aching temples with my other hand. “Yeah, yeah. I got it. Holy God, Gavin. Demons, evil houses and doctors, ghosts, redneck voodoo zombie witch doctors and monsters . . . what the hell else have we got in this town?” He tips his head at the book. “How about gods . . . ”

Until one day, while sitting in the corner of a banquet, I overheard them talking about the north. The northern vampire nobles had suddenly grown rich. A young female vampire had opened new trade routes. She had secured deals of a scale no one had ever dared imagine. Elena. It had to be her. In that instant, all my illusions finally vanished. I was going to find her.

Xiao Wang asked a bit anxiously, "Uncle Zhang, did you find any suspicious people walking out of the building just now?" The security guard who followed closely into the kitchen asked, "Find anything?" "I remember you loved to read detective and ghost novels when you were in school," Zephyrine said, tilting her head over to rest on my shoulder and adding after a yawn, "And it was easy to get hooked."

She opened it—pages parting easily now, as though the book recognized her exhaustion and offered no resistance. She flipped past the early chapters she had already memorized. Deeper. To the sections she had only skimmed before, too afraid to linger. *Control of the Undead* The script here was denser, colder. Diagrams of binding circles, sigils of domination, lists of names for the restless dead. Zombies—simple thralls of flesh, bound by will alone. Ghouls—carrion-eaters, drawn by hunger, controlled through offerings of meat and bone.

" Lucas roared while pointing a finger at me, his eyes filled with nothing but absolute disgust. Jeffrey lifted a foot and kicked my knee forcefully, forcing me to fall before Alison. "Juliet, I've warned you not to play games. If you lay another finger on Alison, I will end you and feed you to the zombies immediately." I could still remember the very first time I was shoved into a swarm of zombies three months ago. Alison said she needed white roses for her late mother's grave. Specifically, she wanted those from the zombie-infested zone. I gave my all in picking them and bringing them back for her, only for her to throw them into the trash right away, claiming that they stank of zombies an