Intro Zombieland Novels & Stories

Liam stood in the center and barked, "Get inside, now!" Milo Reynolds froze for half a second. Then, gunfire erupted behind them. Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat! Liam and his men opened fire on the oncoming zombie wave. Milo didn't hesitate anymore. He motioned for his people and stormed into the complex. The moment they were all inside, Liam shouted for the door to be shut. Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam, bam, bam!

"How stupid can you be? Do you think I'd ever trust you? Go ahead and open the case. There's a surprise inside." With trembling hands, Clara opened the case she had guarded so desperately. Inside it was a chunk of rotting meat that was soaked through with an extract that would lure zombies. Smiling softly, I said, "That's why you ran into zombies on the safest route." Clara began to tremble violently. Her mouth moved as she tried to say something. But in the next second, the zombies lunged at her again. They had their fill, so they took their time to savor her bit by bit.

" 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

On the day the zombie outbreak occurs, I tell my boyfriend, Valerio Petrucci, to come over and hide in my apartment, where my front door is already reinforced. Soon, sounds of the door being knocked can be heard. I'm about to get up when transparent comment bubbles appear in front of my eyes. "Don't open the door! Valerio isn't the only one out there—there are a bunch of loan sharks with him as well!" "One of them is already infected with the zombie virus and is about to turn into a zombie!"

"That woman must have gotten a filthy illness like that because she's been sleeping around! Now that we've kicked her out, she's probably dead somewhere on the streets!" Charles chuckled darkly. "Easy. I'll just call her, and we'll know if she's dead or alive." I looked out the window and watched as the rainstorm turned into a snowstorm, and the temperature dropped even lower. The ice age was coming. I curled my lips. Was I the one who was going to die? I think not. Then, my phone rang. Slowly, I accepted the call, and the other end seemed to be surprised. "You're still alive, Jennie?"

“Didn’t you say that there were intelligent ones on the surface?” “Not like this,” Kendra admitted. “Perhaps they start out like this and then regress,” Felix suggested. “Maybe these zombies are newly made. After all, look how long it took for the brains to be destroyed with the amazons.” Kendra nodded. “Good point.” Then with a slow shake of her head, she added, “We can’t waste a second, yet I have no idea what to do.” Pete thought for a minute. “Do you think there might be an underground entrance? While in the military, we found that most of our enemies had secret escape routes in the event of an emergency evacuation. Maybe they do too.”

" My mind was overwhelmed with all sorts of surging emotions. Snippets from the past started to piece together in my mind, and various thoughts filled my head. My intense emotions urged me to get up as soon as I could. Oblivious to the changes within me, Selena braced herself to continue hurting me. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang, taking her aback. She threw the towel aside and opened the door. A smart-looking man stood on the other side of the door. He lifted his identification and said, "Hello, I am Zachary Jenkins, a private rehabilitation therapist. Ms. Riley Gibson's parents appointed me to care for her."

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.

"What is it about?" "It's— about a female protagonist, fighting to save the world from an outbreak of the deadly T-virus, which— turns humans into brain-eating zombies... To do that she must put down a certain organization, get hold of the antidote, and free humankind from their own slavery," he spoke calmly, but I said nothing, "You— you still there?" "Yea... Just sounds familiar. Can you get me the address of someone, a Detective Binns, I think he..."

Damien told me that we had to wait until Samhain6, or Halloween, to teleport us to Hell, because that’s supposedly when the veil between the living world and the dead is its thinnest, and it would be the easiest day for me to attempt teleporting between realms since it’s my first time.