Memes Zombies Novels & Stories

Surprisingly enough, I was reborn to the timeframe where there were six hours left before the zombie outbreak began. Memories of my past life were replayed in my mind like a movie reel. It was as if I could still smell the rotten and bloodied stench wafting from the zombies. With a trembling hand, I felt my neck. Although it felt smooth and flawless, I could still feel phantom pain flaring from it. The moment my phone's screen lit up, I turned my attention to it immediately. It was currently October 2nd, 2025, also known as the day the zombie virus was leaked.

Brie sat with wide eyes. No way. No way was this real. On the computer screen, flashed four big words. "THE WORLD IS ENDING." She scrolled through twitter, seeing tweets on how to stay alive. Apparently, it was a virus only caught if the body fluids of a carrier entered your body. Brie glanced at Adam, thinking about his wound. What about Melissa? "Okay... Focus." She patted the desk and continued to read. Hopefully, there'd be something helpful, something to keep them alive. She spotted a specific article a stranger had made a few hours ago.

Her voice rose. “She’s dead. And i might not have reached that realization until i walk into that house and i see her things and she’s not there. Until i check the closet and see what she left. Mabel is sick, and Jade is dead. She was the only sanity i had during the past few months, dealing with Fox and covid and building the club. And now she’s just dead” There was the sound of aching in her voice.

I’m not going to let him hedge around the matter this time. And to my surprise, he doesn’t. "I’m a vampire.” A heavy silence hangs between us. “No you’re not.” I laugh, and it sounds high pitched and not like me. “Vampires don’t exist.” “They do.” His voice is quiet, but firm. “You’ve read the stories. Seen the movies. Vampires are real and they exist to kill humans.” Ice slips through me, but I ignore it. He's messing with me. “You couldn’t exist," I say.

my mom said upset as she sat beside me. I said nothing. I knew how she felt. It shows that Bazaar Wharr cares nothing about us instead of getting rid of the monsters. The werewolves had made him become heartless, for that was not how he was. He wasn't all perfect but none of us all didn't expect him to do something like this. "The day the werewolves came into our lives, our lives just keep getting worse," my mom began to cry. "It seems the only way we'll have peace from them unless we're dead."

She patted her face to make herself more conscious. It's impossible. The eyes of the zombies are blood red, and their skin will quickly become old, dry, or decayed. The blood vessels under the skin will also turn green - of course, the blood vessels of the fourth generation of mutated zombies that have appeared in recent years are black, but no matter what, zombies cannot mutate to be the same as living people!

Yanlong cut off it's head and put the twitching zombie to rest, lest it's scratching noise attract more zombies. Two of the zombies had ids on them. They seem to be professors, while the other two seemed to be graduate students. All the same, Yanlong searched their pockets, pocketed all the id cards. She sent pictures of all four zombies to Huomei with their driver license cards. Then, she proceeded to remove the crystals of all the zombies. One of the graduate students turned out to be a power type, the other is a lightning active. The professors are both sensitive mutants.

Day fifteen of the zombie apocalypse. Famine had fully set in. There was nothing edible left in the penthouse. Even the expensive potted plants had been ripped out by the roots and eaten by Julian. He and Jessica were nothing but skin and bones, their eyes sunken, like two walking skeletons. Jessica was even worse off.

Fondness points: -800] [Lukey was scratched by a zombie. Fortunately, I had medicine with me. Fondness points: -500] [Jeffrey smiled at me today. Fondness points: +10] [Shoved into a swarm of zombies for the second time. Everyone said I was useless. Fondness points: -400] [Shoved for the third time. Fondness points: Depleted. System execution: Activated] [I watched over this city for three years, but everyone wants me dead.]

Her eyes were distant. "Mom, I want to have spicy stew in grandpa's memory."