Lost Future: Zombie Survival Novels & Stories

Sorens stated as I frown at him. “What did you say about the forgotten world? Do you know more about that part?” I asked him but he shook his head. “The forgotten world was when Northshore became Northshore, it was the last legacy before Northshore as we know it was built. The forgotten world is a myth, long forgotten.” “I need to know more about this world Sorens.” I asked him, my head already growing with possibilities. This exists, that means what this lady was trying to warn me of exists, for the forgotten world to rise. What does it mean?

I can't believe that millions of Zombies are chasing after me from behind! 'God help me!' As they are shrieking growls and hungry noises, my steps went faster and faster. I promise myself that we will not die here, promise myself that mother will have an honoured ceremony where no one can insults her any longer! But...it seems like god hates me for my sins... BOOOOOMMM!!!! END OF POV _________________________________________ The base is destroyed...the attack forces have planted bombs to prevent zombies from leaking out of the base. A few hundred remain saved in the airships but the world ended with a massive amount of disaster from losing all the scientists that were locked in the labs. Onl

Luckily, I found a loaded gun taped underneath the rangehood. 'When he attacked Zurielle, I whacked him across the head with the wooden spoon. It snapped in half. I found the gun, and Zurielle stabbed him in the eye with the pen. I threw the gun to her, and she shot him. He collapsed, dead. We couldn't escape because of the flames. We grabbed Lucky the cat, and climbed out the window down the fire ladder. Zurielle is my hero!' 'That is quite intense. I hope you’re alright after such an ordeal,’ the journalist says.

Gamma is been an independent. Mom said, when I was a baby, the Gamma is a rival of Alpha. Gamma wanted to take over the Alpha. Gamma build a rebelion and begin a war. My real mom decided to take me away for me not to be involved and hurt. They gave me to my mom and dad. Their only trusted human friend. Unfortunately, my mom and dad died in war. But the Gamma didn't win. They surrender. When the leader has change. They proclaim that there's no more revolution. Because the leader of the revolution has died.

How, she had no idea, but she had spent last two hours being hunted by a da,mn chopper and cars. She stood up after a minute and started walking. It was dark. She had no idea where she was, and now that she had no car and only her bag, she was lost to them. it was good. She will find a way. She could only see her feet and kept walking. They were jelly now. It was hard to take steps, but there was no way back. All of a sudden, two bright lights blinded her. She shielded her eyes and tried to adjust to the brightness.

Randall Krauft. As we move to the back entrance where they'll take me back down to the basement I remember the day we arrived here for the first time. Our pack had just been attacked, all ranked wolves were killed. Which included my parents and brother. It would include me, but we overheard a conversation before having a black bag forced over our head. "She's thirteen." It was one of the hunters. Humans who feel it's their job to rid the world of all beings they deem as "unnatural".

The zombie swarm broke through the last line of defense. The chopper closed its door and took off, carrying with it whatever survivors it managed to save. My teammates did not catch the final flight, and they cursed. "Yvonne, you madwoman! You just destroyed our only chance at survival! And that idiot! A guitar? You went all the way back right before the retreat just to get a guitar? You think anyone's interested in your performance?" The curses wouldn't stop coming, and my teammates' fury drained Yves of all color he had. If looks could kill, he'd be more shredded than a pack of shredded cheese.

"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.

The absolute malice was almost smothering. Trembling from the effects of her encounter with the intense emotions, MIra stepped away from the ruins. Remembering something else, she gasped and put her hand over her mouth and gazed at the ruins in a new light. A strange, soul-deep sorrow overtook her and she began to mourn. For what, she couldn't really say. But she felt the sorrow in the depths of her soul. Then she realized. Soulmates had died here. Together. It was the sorrow that she had felt. The beast of the castle had lost his love in a final battle and his grief had caused his death. What that beast had been was unknown to her and she was intrigued with the idea that a race of something

They discovered an old mirror there that displayed one's fate rather than reflections. Emily saw herself in chains, kneeling before the Hunter. But beside her stood Caelen, older, powerful, his eyes hollow. “He lives,” she whispered. But as the image faded, the Hunter’s voice echoed through the cave: “The blood has awakened the blade. Let the war begin.” The First Strike Before they could leave the ruins, a tremor rocked the ground. The silence was broken by a long, deep, and unusual wail. A glowing red eye came into view from the edge of the trees. One by one. Dozens. Hundreds.