Plants Zombies Sunflower Novels & Stories

he says with a small smile, “Yeah, but you understood it for what it was.” He says nothing, his hands busy with serving the food, I swallow. When I told the story of sunflowers keeping me alive, there were memes made of out of it. My dreary days at Sweet Home was made colorful because of a patch of sunflowers my neighbors kept by their windowsill that faced where I slept. For some reason I was fascinated by it, and told myself, I would either run away or... kill myself when it wilted, it never did.

I had been running full suppression for too long on too little sleep and somewhere in the last hour it had developed a leak I hadn't noticed until the evidence sat outside the broken board making its quiet professional sound. Silver Dawn field investigators did not get caught by slipping. The knowledge arrived with the footsteps, flat and factual. The Switch costs what it costs and I had not accounted correctly and now I had four seconds. Three seconds. I pulled the Switch off entirely. Everything came back in at once, the way it always did when full suppression released, scent and warmth and the full broadcast of a living body flooding back into the space where nothing had been. Then I move

The First Vampire spoke and it was the first time I saw him smile as he stared at the empty wall at the other end of the hallway. "Elnea?" Curiosity sparked inside me upon hearing the name of a flower I've never heard of before. My question made The First Vampire chuckle. "Have you seen a sword, a fairy and a flower on the flag of Eleneas? What do you call it?" "Yea? It's a lily? What about it?"

Dan immediately fell silent. In the days that followed, I didn’t rush to kill them. After all, in an apocalypse where supplies were scarce and manpower even scarcer, labor was a valuable resource. I fitted both of them with electronic shackles and put them to work, clearing zombies around the villa complex, tending the vegetable garden, and doing laundry.

Fred call everybody for house meeting and talk on how to produce the vaccine, how to set up all the equipment. Head of the family gave them space in the community they set up the equipment there after setting it. Some drugs and they're food are running out in that community and they need a zombie to use for the experiment. Jane, Fred, Cassandra, and Harrison. Left to look for food and drugs, and also try to capture One zombie. All of them head straight to the south. When they got to south, Fred and he's companion look for the biggest pharmacy in the south. They found one, there's no zombie around the door and it was locked. They force it, to opened and get inside, packed all the drugs and wi

She watched Charlotte and the others try to break into the Plants. "So it's the Male lead that summoned the Zombies that invaded the place" Rose muttered. "Yes! Although Zombies are walking dead they can still communicate with each other. Since he is just a low level Zombie who is being tamed, he can send a high Frequency signal to the others telling them there is a place where they can find food. This caused the Zombies to come over" AI3 explained to her. "That's one beautiful ability" She complimented and took out two pieces of Candy from her space.

trunks. The Reaper that was about to crush Leo was suddenly lifted into the air. A massive pumpkin vine had erupted from beneath it. The vine wrapped around the tank. CRUNCH. The metal groaned. The vine tightened. The twenty-ton armored vehicle was crushed like a soda can. Fuel and oil rained down. "Retreat!" an officer screamed from the Ironwood lines. But the road was gone. The highway was a jungle. Giant sunflowers their faces glowing with nuclear fire burst through the asphalt. They turned toward the tanks. They didn't fire seeds. They fired beams. Concentrated solar energy, channeled from the roots, shot from the flower faces. ZAP. ZAP. The tanks’ armor melted. The tires on the trucks

“I don’t think he has any moles among Ryan’s men, and the doors were unlocked from the inside, right?” “I believe so. I don’t think you can open the doors from the outside for safety reasons.” Zoya is looking around the snow and lifts her eyes to the surrounding birch trees. “Don’t you think it’s weird the zombies are attacking during daylight? Most of them are already half-dead, burnt to crisps... It’s unsettling how they aren’t seeking shelter.” Zoya keeps walking, but I stop in my tracks, suddenly unable to walk because of a memory washing up to the surface.

Xia grip on the zombie neck tightened, her twinkling phoenix eyes as if it had stars in them as she slowly approached the zombie ears, she says, “I forgot to tell you. I am immune to zombie virus” she muttered so sweetly but her words were still regarded as if every word she uttered was covered with thorns, it sent goose bumps to his greyish skin and sent chills to his infected cell for the last time, before he felt his body exploding.

If Ferdinand knew nothing, he might have exclaimed about its beauty, but knowing what it truly was, Ferdinand had no such interest on this thing. They have many names for this this. Sunflower virus, yellow virus, but the most popular name for this is zombie virus. Yes. It is the zombie virus. The same virus the brought hell upon earth, unleashed suffering to humans, and took millions of lives. Such pretty appearance, yet they knew what hell it can bring to humanity. He had seen it many times before, and always thought: you can never trust something just based on its appearance. No matter how beautiful it is, this thing is capable to unleash hell on earth.