Phobia Zombie Novels & Stories

, but no words came out. The look of horror on his face remained unchanged. With an exasperated sigh, the girl twisted her neck around to look behind her. She screamed as a pair of rotting hands yanked her from the back of the truck. Vincent scrabbled backward across the metal truck bed, away from the gruesome monster that had grabbed his girlfriend. The thing’s face was a mass of sores and scabs, and its eyes bulged unnaturally out of an emaciated skull. One word formed in Vince’s brain as the creature’s teeth tore into the girl’s shoulder—zombie! Before he could process anything more, strong hands pulled him over the other side of the truck. An equally horrid face pressed close to his as s

Tobias shrugs. “Could be. Or maybe they are trying to scare us, and they are playing with us. Who knows.” Tobias says. He turns to me, and I can help but feel defeated. “We have to treat everything as a threat at this point. We don’t know what this means. And what the hell does this symbol at the bottom of the note mean?” I snatch the note out of Tobias’ hand and stare at the symbol. “I dunno. I’ve never seen anything like it.” Tobias slumps back in his chair.

she said and held the genius' hands "what could be making you cry?" "I don't know how to say it but I'm scared of living" Juana began "What do you mean? Are you feeling suicidal?" "Not exactly but I am tired of myself. I don't know if you'll see me as a strange person just as others do, but the thing is I see things. Things I shouldn't see, and things too much for me to comprehend or bear, I can't even sleep at nights and I can't even tell anyone at home because they'd be worried" Juana stopped talking.

"You will be punished for it. " Suddenly he froze. Fragrance.... The scent of blood hit his nostrils. He saw Tashfa lying face down. Why was he seizing himself? Why was he testing himself? He could irrigate himself from her blood but there was something that was stopping him. "Zami" he muttered as he walked away and immediately Zami appeared. He was at his service. "Get her out of here, No harm to her" He stopped talking. Zami's changing color and tightly pursed lips was a sign that he was barely in control.

Zooey walked up the stairs, while Jean followed behind. They reached the third floor. To their right is the library. Zoey pointed to the left. Then he stopped in front of a class. From outside came the voice of a teacher who was teaching. Zooey looked scared and doubtful. Seeing that, Jean could understand. "You can go if you want." Zooey looked at Jean, the man in front of her as if he could read her mind. Without thinking, he immediately ran away. Jean approached the classroom and knocked on the door.

The baby-faced boy then ran as fast as he could to the exit. “Why can't we be afraid?” inquired Venus was curious. Mr. Zub looked at the girl with incredible ferocity. “These creatures are fear-eaters, you know?!” snapped Mr. Zub impatiently. “They absorb fear through the air, and anyone who is afraid will get hit by the fire! Without any explanation you should know that they are dangerous! Why are you standing foolishly here?” “Er, they are cool… I think,” Venus said even more stupid. “What the hell is cool, kid?!”

But as she started to walk along the edge of Evan's pitch-dark courtyard, the uneasy feeling grew stronger than Maya's thoughts slowly turned more and more chaotic. It seemed Maya was underestimating her current death too much. She was clearly not afraid to see a dark place before. But when she did stand so close to the darkness, her body involuntarily started to stretch as Maya instinctively started to avoid such places. Again and again, Maya tries to convince herself that zombies do not exist in this peaceful world. Yet the sound of zombie screams still rang in Maya's ears, as her eyes hurriedly avoided the corners of Evan's dark yard.

I never realized how peaceful humans look when they are in the depths of deep slumber. Just by looking at one you would think all well within the world, and maybe it is but not in my world. As I watch Sky sleep I realize two things, one being that I have finally embraced the fact that I'm a nonhuman and the other is that for the first time in my life I am truly scared. For the last few days all I have been feeling this intense fear, gut wrenching fear that at any moment one of the demons after me would come and kill the love of my life. Hence why I have been watching him sleep and basically following him around for days now.

Seeing that scenes, Zhi Yin cannot help but sigh. Zombies are very different from humans. They don’t know the word fear. They aren’t afraid even if their companions are being killed as they continue to chase their target. They don’t need to rest, feed on flesh and blood, and even if they are injured, they can slowly recover their broken body with their own powerful repairing skills.

He would have been careful not to make her yell. However, he was too afraid. His master wouldn’t approve that. The very thought of him being angry made the dead man’s teeth chatter and his hungry jaws shake. Zomzom sighed. Old habit was still in his bones and flesh. What was he before his death? The zombie didn’t remember. He knew he used to breathe often. Zomzom was happy to raise from dead. He sometimes had flashbacks of memories: the blades of the beast’s claws flashed in front of his eyes; unbearable chest pain when the bear’s paw ripped it open.