Novel & Cerita Naruto Zombie Fanfiction

When Lucian arrived at the Hourglass Canyon with his force, we would block the intersection, ambush them, and then draw a horde of zombies behind them. Conrad and I stood on the cliff and watched in amusement. “Look, isn’t that Lucian? “You were so arrogant before. Now, you’re nothing more than zombie food!”

Forget armored vehicles—even people couldn't get through. With the storm closing in, I'd had no choice but to charge alone into a zombie nest to steal backup detonators. I'd been bitten while escaping, and to stop the infection, I'd hacked off half my left arm with my own hands just to survive. I'd staggered back, soaked in blood, all to carve out a way for everyone else to live—only for Eliza to look at me with open reproach. "Iris, you're covered in blood. It's terrifying. Couldn't you have cleaned yourself up before coming back?"

Max stopped the men from moving to avoid him shooting me. "Desires...dark Desires brings dark death!, and dark death leaves u with Everlasting torture, your soul ruled by unending sorrow and hatred for the life as a mortal", Zuoka kept whispering incoherently. I couldn't make out what he was saying at all,untill I heard the gun shot. I thought I had died. I waited for the pain to come but it didn't. Slowly,I opened my eyes to see Zuoka on the floor,blood stained on him.

My scream of surprise and rage echoed in my head, although no one around me seemed to respond so I question if it made it to my lips. The zombie picked me up and tossed me to the ground once more. I guessed him to be a newly made zombie since it was clear that his mobility faculties weren’t acute. My body was weak as I tried to crawl away from him, but he grabbed my ankle and pulled me back. My nails dug into the dirt as I struggled to keep him from accomplishing what he set out to do; kill me.

Dante moved around the mountain, taking one last look before he took my hand again, getting ready to make a move and that’s when two things happened. My eyes went wide as I saw something like a zombie walk through the dragon royal village. It was pure white, staggering around, a white sheet around it’s thin body. “Dante,” I called. “Do they have mummies now?” I asked with wide eyes. Dante hissed and my eyes turned, hearing what had him hiss. My eyes went wide, those shit heads about to get us killed.

ANNE I have become a zombie. I ran back to my room earlier and tried my best to sleep, like just turn off my thinking side of the mind and play dead for a while but I couldn’t do it. My thoughts kept drifting to the shit that happened between me and Zero. The mate bond played with me, pulled me in, made me kiss him, and then also worked its magic on him and made him turn into someone he is not. Oh, the sparks, the feel of his skin under my fingertips and his shit dangerous lips. I tried forgetting about all of it, but I can’t which is yes. Kind of shit.

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

A small Wraith no larger than a butterfly escaped the portal and flung itself at a white-faced Master level Neratomay, who grabbed her face where the Wraith landed. But it was too late. The Wraith was inside her. She collapsed to the floor and began to seize, shaking and trembling with impossible speed before leaping to her feet. But she was no longer a Neratomay. She had become a zombie with cracked skin, long teeth, and claws, her eyes deader than dead. The zombie leaped with unnatural speed at a shape-shifter that had shifted back to a man, tore him in two, and began to eat his torn flesh.

When the tip of her tongue accidentally brushed across my fingertip, a faint electric shiver ran up my arm. Instinctively, I tried to pull my hand back. However, she grabbed my wrist, and her gaze dropped to my forearm, where I had accidentally scraped myself earlier. Her eyes darkened slightly as the pad of her finger pressed against the wound, gently wiping away the thin line of blood. The icy touch made my whole body shiver. Then, the comments exploded again. [Ah! I ship them! The domineering zombie king and her scheming little husband!] [PC, be careful! If Ruth consumes blood, it might awaken her zombie instincts!]

Alastor is heading straight for my parents while at the same time I see my aunt Kat being over run. “Go to Kat, I’ll help your parents,” says Aspen as he heads straight for Alastor. I don’t have time to protest and head straight for my aunt. One zombie creature pierces her chest and she cries out in pain. I don’t give them the chance to strike a final blow as I knock into them like a bowling ball striking pins. I tumble to the ground, entangled between the two creatures. As we roll I bite into the neck of one, tearing it’s head off as the other one claws at my back. I cry out from the pain as I turn and stick my claw into it’s chest, pinning it to the ground while using my fangs to rip it’s