Good Zombie Novels Novels & Stories

Rita while I was in front of the mirror and putting on some make up for the upcoming lunch meeting. "Don't bother, Rita. I'll just let my hair down. I'm fine like this. As if I'm going to an event or shoot." "Anyway, no matter what you do to your hair, you still look good." I grabbed the purse when my cellphone rang there. I received a message from Zoren. Zoren: Where are you? I typed a reply. Why did he asked? Me: El Fuego. Why? Zoren: Where is that? The place didn't ring a bell.

“If not then I’m not going anywhere.” "Just leave!!!" I felt annoyed so I ended the call and threw Dawn's phone on the bed. What's wrong with her? If only she told me that Dawn carries a deadly virus and will turn into a zombie within a few minutes then I might have left the unit without looking back. Damn zombie movies. I can’t sleep whenever I watch them. I can watch any other horror movies without even flinching but not that gruesome looking dead humans. The hair on my arms stood up after imagining their ghastly form.

Especially with the zombies blocking the exit. Zombies swarmed inside and they jumped on their prey. Georgia closed her eyes and prepared herself to die, but she was surprised when the zombies ignored her. "Huh?" She exclaimed in surprise, but she had no time to wonder and quickly made an escape to save herself. She jumped over dead bodies and walked past zombies eating her colleagues. She was so occupied with them that she wasn't looking where she was going until she collided with a hard chest and she froze. God, this is her end. This is where all her hopes and dreams die.

looked to the side, concentrating on refining her fire-star Nightmarefiend. Their caves are very mysterious, it's just a coincidence that one or two zombies strayed into this place and were directly collected by two subordinates, but there was also one time, a late-stage green-haired white-haired zombie burst in came in, was a bit dangerous, took Cadell Brian and the Ghost Scene Female General, the two of them teamed up, and couldn't control the white-haired zombie.

I looked around until a shelf caught my attention, on top of the shelf is a sign posted in it that reads 'Bondage and Sadomasochism', I wander through the shelf until a book caught my attention. Dollar Sign by Giza Clay. The title of the book was intriguing, I took the book off the shelf and read the summary of the novel written on the back. After reading the summary, I decided to read the whole book later. I turned the book over the last page where you can see a picture of the author and the author's biography. My brows furrowed when I saw Giza's picture, I couldn't help but ask myself what the fuck happened to his face. He has an angelic face, very beautiful but a scar in an X shaped destr

He heard something moving towards them with their feet going click, clack, and felt the hair on the back of his neck standing up. He moved back a few steps and then suddenly something jumped out of the shadows and... ********* Some things I like to make clear, there was a plot for the world the Mc transmigrated into, it was supposed to be the cliche campus love story, we all read at some point but the Original soul created the zombie apocalypse hence it derailed & the Female lead died. The Mc: He is zombified meaning he is not a human, he's almost like a vampire but not, he needs to drink human blood to survive and if goes too hungry he must eat human flesh(don't worry that's gonna happen to

This so called demons don’t want me to take a breather. I can’t even enjoy my best festive season. From fighting Gyllou to trying to save the town from impending doom —again. This is tiresome. Let’s get on with this, shall we? THIS IS THE WAY THE WORLD ENDS; NOT WITH A BANG OR WHIMPER, BUT WITH ZOMBIES BREAKING DOWN THE BACK DOOR ➔ AMANDA HOCKING, HOLLOWLAND When everyone is sleeping with their loved ones, one crazy ass person stands alone in the middle of the night at the cemetery about to raise the dead. Jessica stands at the centre of the cemetery holding a dirty scroll and bottle she got from Abaddon

" Things were quiet for the next three days. I kept checking in, and Chester kept reassuring me, no weird dreams, nothing out of the ordinary. He even tiptoed around the idea of seeing a shrink, but I was not having any of it. Just when I started to relax, that's when it happened. Chester did not come home one night, and his phone might as well have been a brick. That old, uneasy feeling crept back in, and I bolted for the cemetery. There he was, sitting by my dad's grave, a mouthful of pâté and a half-empty glass of whiskey, toasting the air. My heart twisted in my chest. "Don't you dare eat that! Spit it out, now!" I dashed over, pounding on his back, desperate to make it stop.

The bebeast'sead rolled into the ditch, but the body remained on its feet. With nothing else to go on, Warren went through everything he knew about the undead. The usual zombie nonsense Hadid does not affect his mind drifted to fire, many of the undead could be brought down by a roaring blaze, or at least according to all of his movie and video game knowledge. He looked on either side of the road, A oilfield truck with a large gas container in the box lay just beyond the body.