I Am A Zombie Novels & Stories

Zombie marched forward, pointedly ignoring the other Mandrill Monkeys with eyes trained on the old lady. Shoving her hand to her. “Hi. The name is Zombie. The head of the recruiter. My eyes can discern useful people with just a glance. I can see your unbloom talent.” Linda hesitantly took the hand. Zombie’s attitude was quite repulsive to her eyes, yet she said nothing and only smiled business-like. They shook hands as Linda swallowed her saliva. The aura carried by this Zombie lady was so extreme. As extreme as the other seven.

“It is enough to have to battle each other without throwing the human race into the mix.” “You war with each other?” Jasper asked with surprise. Rowan nodded. “Indeed,” he said, “The werewolf and vampire are fierce enemies.” “And zombies?” Jasper asked. “What about them?” “The zombie is a curious anomaly,” Rowan began. “Unlike the vampire or werewolf, it is not a creation from another dimension come here. A zombie is the result of a virus that takes hold of a recently deceased corpse and causes just enough animation to allow it to function in the most primitive of ways.”

"Unfortunately, a virus was accidentally leaked from a microscopic biology facility, and the infection's propagation has become widespread. Anyone infected with this virus will lose their sanity and transform into something resembling a cannibal. This virus has been reported to spread in the human body for around thirty-six hours. Symptoms include coughing, sneezing hard as if you have rhinitis, excessive weariness, dehydration, and yellowing of the body's skin. This is to inform you that you should remain in your homes till further notice is given. Avoid interaction with anybody and try not to go out as much as possible. The rescuers will arrive at any time and take you one by one. Just wai

We are trying our best You are not trying enough, doctor Ma you have to keep clam Don't tell me to keep calm,my child is sick in there and you say keep clam(crying)my child,my princess Ma I will try my best The whole school have heard of Alex sickness Hey chizzy where is ur sick friend,oh I forgot she is in a mental institution Sara have been a sick person to Alex ever her bf left her for Alex And oh don't fiforg to send my greetings to her ok she need it,haha haha I miss Alex I pray she get well soon THE VAMPIRE am going to see my pet today,ownt it be cool I was sitting down on my bed when my door open ,I thought it was one of the nurse but I was wrong when I look up I came in contact with

Amaya "Damon I don't think this is a good idea," I said with uncertainty laced within my voice while sitting on the foot of my bed. Damon was packing my bags for me getting ready for our unexpected trip to Miami where this person was supposed to help bring my powers. When Damon had announced this at the restaurant I thought this was some sick joke. I had to leave Destiny in the middle of our dinner together. I mean who plans a spontaneous trip to another country like that?

She asked. "As far as we know, those are no more people. They are zombies" I said. "We are all gonna die," She said as she sank her butts on the couch. "Not if we stay inside," Ambrose said. "For how damn long?" She asked. "Well... till they find a solution probably," I said. "See, I've watched a lot of Zombie movies, and most of those movies ended without getting a cure!" Hannah said. "My parents are in Florida, I have no idea if they're fine" She muttered.

Five years of surviving that living hell had left me scarred, hardened, and desperate to avoid repeating the nightmare. Yet here they were, reacting to the apocalypse like kids being promised a trip to an amusement park. It was a bizarre, surreal realization: even though I was a time-traveling survivor with a system running in my head, I was somehow the most sane person in this room. ​I swallowed the dry lump in my throat, holding his manic, bloodthirsty gaze, and opened my mouth to speak. ​"Zombies," I said, my voice deadpan and chillingly serious. "It's going to be a zombie apocalypse."

She watched as the zombies pulled out her ruined kidney and swallowed it in one bite. In the end, she got exactly what she wanted and died in that penthouse. The penthouse was covered in a sea of blood. I sat in front of the control panel in the underground bunker and looked at the mangled remains scattered across the screen. Then, I calmly reached out to shut off the screen. More than a dozen screens went black at the same time. As they went dark, all that hatred and betrayal were swallowed by the end of the world. I survived the most dangerous and chaotic first three months of the zombie virus outbreak.

I was walking like a zombie. I ate little and ensured I didn’t respond to anyone.

The only person that matters in my life is gone, and now I'm left with nothing. I hear a low gnarl, surely, the gunshot must have attracted more zombies. My fists tighten as I turn to the few day walkers shuffling to me. There's a chill feeling of anger running down my spine at the moment I felt like a beast, aggressive like one of those cannibals.