Naruto Zombie Novels & Stories

“Even the parasite. It’s got a name, but it wants to be Kujo because that’s what you call it.” “Does it have anything like a gender? I hate using it.” “Guess you may use him, because his energy is sort of masculine.” “Why were you so horrified when you first saw him?” She searched for something on her phone and showed me a picture that froze me where I stood. It was a nightmarish mix of a monstrous skeleton dog with the Alien from the movie franchise. “That’s kinda what I saw,” she said, retrieving her phone to search for something else. “And this is what he would look like for you if he could.”

Natalie immediately ran inside only to see more undead creatures waiting for her including Zofi. “Oh goodness!” she screamed seeing Zofi in front of the refrigerator getting her snacks. “Natalie! What happened to you?” Zofi asked. She too startled. “I’m sorry! I fell asleep in the middle of my zombie marathon and had a terrible nightmare,” Natalie said. “Pinch me,” Zofi said while extending her arm. “No need for that. It was really just a bad, scary dream,” she said. “Or you are still scared to pinch me?” Zofi joked after Natalie refused to pinch her.

Zombie marched forward, pointedly ignoring the other Mandrill Monkeys with eyes trained on the old lady. Shoving her hand to her. “Hi. The name is Zombie. The head of the recruiter. My eyes can discern useful people with just a glance. I can see your unbloom talent.” Linda hesitantly took the hand. Zombie’s attitude was quite repulsive to her eyes, yet she said nothing and only smiled business-like. They shook hands as Linda swallowed her saliva. The aura carried by this Zombie lady was so extreme. As extreme as the other seven.

"Do you not feel that the ancestors are still watching over us? That the old ways are still alive?" "Yes, but—" Suddenly, more memories flooded my mind. Memories of Rush arguing with the Shaman, imploring her to see reason, to attack and kill the wolves without just cause. Memories of Rush breaking away from his tribe. Memories of him forming Nightshade, the Hunters. Memories of Rush and Nightshade exterminating the wolves and, after that, every manner of supernatural species.

When I woke up, I stretched lazily before the comments appeared in my vision again: [Whoa, talk about bloody! There's nothing scarier than human nature in the apocalypse!] [Yeah, it really magnifies the darkness of humanity…] [To think he could even do that to his own parents… what an animal!] [What a selfish scum! He could do anything for a mouthful of food!] I turned on the surveillance and saw Charles and his parents fighting each other, bloodied and bruised, all over a single pack of instant noodles. "You old hag! Why are you fighting me for this food when you've got cancer?"

I'd never love a woman with no brains like you! He pulled up the ladder entirely and disappeared into the vent. The zombies were getting closer now. I could hear their roars even from where I stood. I shot down a couple that got too close. Through the corner of my eye, I saw Yvonne stood petrified, and she was shaking all over. A zombie lunged at her. I thought it would tear her apart, but Yvonne rolled out of the way, then she snapped up a metal pipe and smashed it down on the zombie.

If anyone was after her, that is. She did her best to keep from stepping on the sprawled limbs of the lifeless zombie bodies that were clustered at the base of the tree. As she pulled out the arrows that were still good enough to use again, she couldn’t resist comparing the look in their eyes to what she’d seen while they were animated. They all matched now. They were all staring, blankly, into nothingness.

And Cerberus completes looking at Zander in disbelief. . . . " This boy is ...death wolves.....Soul corona."

Forensic teams had moved in to gather evidence and process everything while soldiers flushed out any fugitives trying to run like rats abandoning a sinking ship. Lucas was relieved to have Nathaniel off his hands. Never had he met anyone he hated more than that vile and pathetic excuse for a werewolf. It had been a long night but it was far from over and Lucas had no doubt in his mind that it would be a few more long hours before he could even try and sleep.

Meka cleared her throat, "You mean brother, he's a bad guy. You know he likes it a lot on campus. But, he's not dating Annabelle, right?" Annabelle? Annabelle who? As far as Anabel knows, Annabelle is a creepy demon doll. Nara doesn't know anything about gnats. And also he doesn't want to know. He only needed gnats as his shield. That is all. The girl smiled. "No, that's a friend near him." Sebodo is very true or false. Nara only answered carelessly so that Meka would stop asking questions. "Can you, right?" They held their breath for a moment. The young man ruffled his younger brother's mane gently, smiling, "You have to master something first."