How Does Zombie Apocalypse Start Novels & Stories

It had been a year since the apocalypse. A year after the nuclear disaster, it wasn't the plants or animals that mutated first—it was the virus. Less than ten percent of humanity escaped infection, and most of those unlucky few were picked off early, torn apart by zombies. Zombies had no brains or senses; they mindlessly attacked anything that moved. But my dad? He was different. The day the outbreak started, it was just another ordinary day for our family, working in our little grocery store. It was business as usual.

It was no use after all the zombie apocalypse started in 12 hours so there wasn’t too much to be worried about. At midnight the next day, the first zombie was caught on camera when a reporter at the rosewood park reported on a woman being bitten and was then bitten by the woman herself, that the entire world fell into chaos. That’s how she ended up becoming Caleb Carter’s most important person in the entire team he gathered, and now she was looking up at another big chested idiot, god why are there so many of these bitches running around? ****

"There are still a couple of things that I need. So, let’s go over it.” For the next twenty minutes, we went back and forth over tonnage, pallet counts, and shelf-life guarantees. I pushed for any food that would last years when properly stored. I knew just how much food would cost during the apocalypse. I also pushed for enough seeds to grow a farm. But I was probably going to buy a mobile green house and have it moved to my base. Just as we were finalizing the initial inventory draft, my phone vibrated violently against the glass table. I glanced down and frowned. There was no caller ID on the number. But somehow, I had a feeling of who it could be.

she convinced herself. “I don't need you" she muttered. The system disappeared. She looked at her calander... Still three years before the apocalypse. She circle the date. She brought out a note book, “I need to get everything under my control" She jotted down, when the apocalypse came, the date zombie appeared, the first building she that collapsed the safe house, the location where supplies her hidden, the place she went to get the crystal. She looked at the paper, a smile escape her lips.

[Juliet's POV] The music at the celebration party continued. Surrounded by a crowd, Alison basked in the crowd's repetitive praises. Suddenly, a deafening boom came from the city walls. Overlapping growls and roars of zombies tore through the atmosphere. Terror erupted instantaneously. People in the crowd screamed, "It's a swarm of zombies! A massive swarm of zombies!" A guard ran over, staggering along the way. "The lightning barrier on the right of the base has been breached. There's a massive gap. Zombies are coming through soon!"

"Good. Lets just get back to the warehouse. Get behind the walls." The four-kilometer drive felt like it took hours. Every time a stray zombie stumbled out from a side alley my foot jerked on the pedal. The heavy steel plow on the front of the truck pushed them aside like dry branches. The city was still burning around me, black columns of smoke twisting into the gray sky but all I could think about was the cold terrifying look in Justin’s eyes. He was right about one thing—the world was changing fast. If a Tier 2 Awakened was already walking around on day one, my current defenses weren't going to be enough to keep me alive.

As a vampire, the freedom to do things that would otherwise be physically impossible was euphoric, and to be restricted now was a foreign feeling. "Harley…" His voice came out strained and faint, but he had to push through the discomfort. "Harley… get up… you have to get up…" Despite his attempts, she didn't so much as stirr and he began to worry about the force Zander had used when he'd struck her with the gun. If he couldn't move, he couldn't help her and their fight would be over before it had even begun. His eyes fell to the side, where he could see a bright red illuminating the entire sky. The blood moon had risen, and the uprising was already underway, yet the effects of the bullet cou

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.

It was in that liminal space between night and day, the moment of transition, that everything went wrong. ‎The kids woke not to a gentle sunrise, but to my sudden, frantic movement as I jumped into the driver's seat. "Get up, get up!" I hissed, my voice tight with a panic I couldn't suppress. There were zombies coming our way, not a straggling few, but a shambling, determined group, drawn by some unseen signal. I needed us to be out of here and fast. ‎

Kendra scoffed. “So were zombies until our dear aunt made them real,” he retorted. “I wasn’t alone in that task,” Olga said with a defensive tone. “We were working on the orders of our government. It was supposed to be a contained assault. How were we to know that some idiot would start a nuclear war at the same time that we set off the virus in Russia?” “It was bad timing,” Rex mused. “Terrible timing,” Olga agreed. “We were forced to seek shelter from the nuclear aftermath and, well, you know the rest.”