Mutated Zombie Novels & Stories

a vein appearing on her forehead as she began the chase again. Her father Joseph Knightley had thought her that Werewolves were one of the most evil creatures to exist, their goal was to eat and kill humanity and this was true. Every single wolf Clara had fought tried to kill her as soon as they looked at her. Only Alpha werewolves had their sanity intact while new breeds(betas) only had two things on their minds 1.Kill 2.Eat. However standing in front of her, A friend, a beta werewolf who seems to recognize her and refuses to attack, instead he runs away.

Gulping, Zander stared at the three heads torn apart from the bodies lying in the dark slime, the only thing recognizable in the room. The skulls were getting disintegrated. Slowly burning, going down, submerging in the acid like black substance. And he gulps. Daring, he lifts his eyes to look at the source of all this chaos. The girl who stood in the center of the slime with her head lowered, her wet hair veiling her face. The skin he was kissing and caressing a few hours ago was pale, white as a ghost. The worn out hoodie she wore every day was red with blood. Torn from places like someone tried to force her.

I was so distraught that I burst into tears. “Lucian, don’t believe Castiel! Zombies really did invade the Central Base. A Zombie King emerged from among them and led the invasion while the base’s able-bodied men were away!” Lucian was half-convinced, but the moment he heard the words “Zombie King,” he burst out laughing. “Eira, do you take me for a fool? A Zombie King? I’d sooner believe Castiel deliberately opened the gates to lure them in!” I switched my phone to speaker mode, hoping Lucian would hear the zombies’ growls outside.

"So you were reborn too! That's why…" For a moment, confusion crossed her face. "But you're just a commoner. How could you possibly stop the zombies?" In my past life, I had fought zombies in the field and spent every spare moment helping in the lab. I had never stopped learning. I had been part of creating the zombie cure, so I knew how to make it. I kicked her aside. "Reborn or not, you're still just as stupid." A sudden, deafening bang ripped through the air, and what came next happened in an instant, catching everyone completely off guard.

Then while driving... they saw a cripple zombie blocking their way. The zombie looks familiar, and when they got closer to her, it was Juliet. She has turned to a zombie, she was stabbed. there's a knife in her belly. Casandra get down from the van and move closer to her, the zombie can't bite her, then Casandra removed the knife in her belly. There is a crown that was draw on the knife. Casandra clean the knife up and put in her pocket, then bring out her gun and shoot Juliet on her forehead, she went back to the van and get in, they continue with their journey.

Mwajuma ducked the blast, grabbed the monster by its thick, grey throat, and drove it face-first into the solid petrified wood of the deck, shattering its skull instantly. Every punch she threw was fueled by her love for Zuri and her hatred for Baraka. Every monster that fell was another measure of vengeance for the fabricated story of Zuri’s murdered sisters. Mwajuma believed she was executing demons. Then, the final monster pulled itself over the edge. It was a fresh mutation. It was smaller than the others, its skin still rapidly tearing and healing as the Blight-Sap forced its bones to expand. It was the nineteen-year-old boy Zuri had personally poisoned the night before.

According to Albert, Zombie lost her way and accidentally entered the enemy den. There, a fierce fight occurred. Vampire that was closer to her helped her. This led to injuries they sustained. M and the two falcons interfered after some time and successfully brought back the heavily injured Zombie. Vampire’s injury occurred in the middle of the escape. M deployed his own subordinates for distraction and escaped with Vampire. Unlike the animals in the other two worlds, the animals residing in The Unknown could grow to a certain extent according to their own will.

Yet, he dropped into a swift side roll, grabbed a steel pipe, and smashed it hard. He might have been the team's weakest link, but he was still miles better than Esmeralda. I tuned him out and focused only on mowing down the horde of zombies that kept pouring in. Noah, however, looked like a different person. He weaved through the horde with quick, precise strikes. When the last zombie dropped dead, only our ragged breathing remained in the lab. Fortunately, we had stocked up on ammunition and weapons before setting out, and we were in better shape than before. That was the only reason we made it out unscathed.

Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird. In the process of trying to drive him away, they somehow ended up gravitating towards each other. Finding comfort in the unexpected company, deep secrets tumbling out in the middle of the night. The guy who got stranded for sightseeing was suddenly showing her perspectives she had never seen before. The girl who barely talks was suddenly telling him the things he needed to hear all his life. But at the end of the day, you should never ever trust a stranger. Soon the creature would enclose itself completely for the second time, never to be seen like that again. It was a period of transformation.

“Will you take my blood?” Zuba never said anything. She looked into his eyes, and grabbing his chest forcefully, she plunged her fangs gently right into his flesh. “The other one is for love”, she said as she looked the other way. She gave her back to him. She looked away for a moment to wipe away her tears. “And the other one?” he asked She then turned around, facing him again, “The curse of a witch is broken”, she replied. “From now on you will shape shift at will without waiting for the tree days of the full moon”.