Mr Zombie Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Mavric stood frozen in the center of the hall, while the doors behind them clicked and locked automatically one by one, trapping them inside a labyrinth of memories… and death. END OF CHAPTER 188.

Xia saw she embarrassed herself in front of the zombie, she just coughs to hide the embarrassment she feels and scratches her ear to lower the temperature rising to its cell. The zombie didn’t mimic her action this time but just stared at her for a whole minute as if mesmerized, the zombie was truly mesmerized, he was bewitched by the girl's laughter earlier so he couldn’t help but to want to hear more. A very greedy zombie is what Xia has encountered. The Zombie knew that the girl in front of him who was laughing happily like a child was a food but he seems very reluctant to eat it but contrary he feel the urge to protect it and held it in his palm, treasuring it and spoiled her rotten, tak

Zombies 2 in the other conference room when she became bored and hungry. She was hungry again, so she slowly got up and went to the canteen. According to the guard she asked on that floor, it was downstairs. She was sitting on the right side, holding the food, when she noticed Zerus. She looked at it, stunned. In Mississippi, what does a Zerus do? She had no intention of calling the man, but her eye caught her exactly when she turned around. The shock was reflected on its face, and for a brief moment, its lovely eyes were replaced by joy and vitality. She approached her with a smile and a warm greeting.

She didn't say anything else after that. Joyce curled up in my arms as Mom and I grabbed our guns and headed to the second floor to shoot the unwelcome visitors down. Meanwhile, Emmett guarded the door on the first floor. The gate fell open with a loud crash, and chaotic footsteps stormed into the yard. It didn't take long for someone to step on the nails scattered all over the place. They howled in pain. The noise attracted the roaming zombies, who flooded in and surrounded the group. Several seconds later, all that was left was the sound of the zombies groaning and blood on the ground.

Zara didn’t argue. She fell asleep between them. Lights on. Marcus’s gun on the nightstand. Damian’s hand resting near hers, not touching. Outside, across the street, Obasi lowered his binoculars. And smiled. END OF CHAPTER 8

He stared at his empty palm, muttering, "What's going on? Where's my power? Isn't the spatial power already mine?" A second later, I activated my spatial power and sucked all the zombies around me into an unknown space. Chris couldn't even last until rescue arrived. The zombies bit off his limbs. Blood gushed from his body. The other contestants scattered in fear. When the competition ended, I was the only one who remained unscathed. No one could accuse me of having no superpower anymore.

Chapter 9: The Price of Victory Night falls heavy and fast, the way it always does in the borderlands—like someone snuffed out the last candle and left only smoke. I’m inside the tent, hood down, studying the next chapter by that faint violet glow from my own fingertips when the first vibration hits the ground. Not the usual camp shuffle. Not footsteps. Something heavier. Coordinated. Many. I drop the book. Hood up. Slip to the flap and peer out.

The first night after the ceremony, the moon was as full as they’d ever seen, turning the world white and blue; the house glowed in it, the yard a washed ocean of pale, the inside lit with the flickering pulse of the fireplace where they’d collapsed in a heap at the close of chapter 57. Lizzy looked at the three, knowing their hunger suited the hour, and her own knotted through the chest, slow at first, then pounding.

I sat on the bed, a hollow shell of myself staring at the floor. My head ached as the vivid images of the past scratched through my mind. The blood, the cold look, the crooked laughter. This was the Mafia, though. I knew this was happening. I just didn’t expect to be thrown into it like this, without warning. There was a tiny part of me that had remained ignorant to the goings on because I didn’t think it affected me. Clearly I was wrong. My body fell back against the bed while I stared blankly at the ceiling. Exhausted and drained, I somehow found the energy to search through the events of today, to decipher the reason that I had gone there.

Marcus asked. Jasper shook his head and said, “With every full moon, I feel the zombie effects just a little bit more. I’ve managed to subdue them until recently. I’m craving raw flesh. Human would be ideal, but I’ve focused on animals. I came very close to eating a dog yesterday. I need to get things back under control. I took my blood to study so that I can work on it again.” Marcus’ face went white and his body stiffened as he choked out, “You crave human flesh?”