New Zombie Books Novels & Stories

I walk through the crowd of people conversely to see the source of danger and my eyes almost bulges out. Zombies swarm across the hole from above the leaking ceiling of the base. Endlessly falling and tumbling to the ground chasing and biting people with their disgustingly sharp teeth..! Blood saturating the ground with rotten smells and tiny worms splattered around the base. "This is the apocalypse?!" I have never seen one before. This is the first. "Help..! Aaaaahh!" A rotting zombie takes hold of a child and is about to bite her. My hand trembles but I pick up my courage and...

Dash would try to state some things around him that wouldn’t be affected by the lip lock and though it’s been a challenge, it’s getting us somewhere. We still haven’t gone very far with unlocking the blank page of the Book of the Undead. The Zetas have been working day and night to solve the secret behind cracking the code, including Hilda. What’s more, it’s all she does all day in her room. A lot of books about demons, runes, and potions—as they said it—were shipped to her room and if I didn’t know better, I’d say she was planning to turn her room into a library.

“It’s perfect, Jenna, just perfect.” Perfect. The End. Thank you so much for embracing the series. I hope you’re enjoying the Dalgaard’s as much as I’ve enjoyed writing about them. It warms my heart to hear your thoughts, so please don’t be shy to let me know what you think! Interested to know what Lorcan Dalgaard has been up to? Find out in Book 4 – The Bloody Alpha. Available now!

The two were from the noble families of the kingdom of Borney, therefore in contention to mate the princess. Their families led the search for the missing princess. They instigated the love wars of the islands, and with suspicion they watched their backs to see who could betray the other between themselves. The other nobles had given up on her. Apparently, they accused her of letting down the traditions of the land when she needed to uphold them. They felt insulted for falling for the mysterious stranger instead of them. Princess Zuba was now in the strong arms of a werewolf stranger. “Hold on; come here”, said Jason, holding her tight. He bit her side neck with his fangs and hugged her a co

The zombie and virus outbreak had ended all wars. Schools started being built within the safe zone, and our children resumed their studies. Everything and everyone seemed filled with hope. … There were 30 days to go until the wave of zombies attacked. It was Thanksgiving Day, and people temporarily set aside their sorrows. A bonfire burned in the safe zone with turkeys and pumpkin pies baking around it. Everyone gathered to have fun before we shut our eyes and prayed for safety. That was the day I started getting nightmares again. I dreamed of Joyce, who'd been ripped to shreds in kindergarten in my past life. I also dreamed of myself being eaten up by zombies.

“It is enough to have to battle each other without throwing the human race into the mix.” “You war with each other?” Jasper asked with surprise. Rowan nodded. “Indeed,” he said, “The werewolf and vampire are fierce enemies.” “And zombies?” Jasper asked. “What about them?” “The zombie is a curious anomaly,” Rowan began. “Unlike the vampire or werewolf, it is not a creation from another dimension come here. A zombie is the result of a virus that takes hold of a recently deceased corpse and causes just enough animation to allow it to function in the most primitive of ways.”

Hope nodded, taking a deep breath before leaving with Florence who promised to have her back soon. Faith gave the room a quick tidy, much to the displeasure of Lizzie the maid who caught her in the act, playfully scolding her. Whilst Lizzie changed the bed, Faith went to the library to the section she hadn't been brave enough to explore yet. Vampires. The central wall was covered in books about them, constantly playing on Faith's mind as she read. Until then, she hadn't given into her curiosity, but given the light of recent situations she couldn't hold off any longer. Marching into the room, thankfully empty as usual, she waltzed straight up to the centre display and started climbing the go

A soft smile lay on my lips as I looked at her. "So, you're Sierra's self-proclaimed lover?" the zombie said blankly as he looked at the pages of his book. He was reading a psychology book. I noticed that he had a lot of those on a shelf on the left wall. "Self-proclaimed?" I said lifting an eyebrow. He never answered after that and I got a bit agitated. I knew he was not trying to mock me because he still had not emitted an emotional scent. What the heck is this zombie thinking?

“Didn’t you say that there were intelligent ones on the surface?” “Not like this,” Kendra admitted. “Perhaps they start out like this and then regress,” Felix suggested. “Maybe these zombies are newly made. After all, look how long it took for the brains to be destroyed with the amazons.” Kendra nodded. “Good point.” Then with a slow shake of her head, she added, “We can’t waste a second, yet I have no idea what to do.” Pete thought for a minute. “Do you think there might be an underground entrance? While in the military, we found that most of our enemies had secret escape routes in the event of an emergency evacuation. Maybe they do too.”

A crowd of zombies had already poured in from there. As the screams echoed, I switched off the monitors, lay down on my bed, and picked up a book. It wasn't a long read; I could probably finish it in three or four hours. By then, everything outside should be over. … When I closed the book, four hours had passed. It was the longest I had ever spent reading a book. The idea that I'd gained a little more knowledge left me feeling quite satisfied. When I pulled up the feeds again, bodies were scattered all over the safe house. Many infected were drifting aimlessly through the building.