Pride And Prejudice And Zombies Novels & Stories

My head swarms with a dozen different things. I know I wanted answers, and I knew I probably wouldn't like them. I didn’t think the answers would have anything to with babies, turning me, or being introduced into the zombie world. I didn’t know zombies could have kids or that they would find a way to turn humans that didn’t have the mutation. It’s all too much to process.

The present cultivators, who had been extremely excited a moment ago, suddenly felt their scalp tingle and were about to go crazy. Who would've thought that there would be so many zombies on the stairs to the Immortal Ascension Stair? Judging from this number, it was probably more than the previous Corpse Tide. Moreover, these zombies were surrounded by a visible evil spirit. They looked like fog and connected into one. At first glance, they were like a swamp full of ghosts. Once people stepped into it, they would immediately be dead. "It turns out that there are even stronger zombies hidden under the steps leading to the palace."

I don't think I could ever forget what I had seen the night Carla and the other girls were slaughtered at the casino. "So… there are commoners who bite people, and turn them into vampires-slash-zombies to make an army of them?!" I called out, processing all the horrifying possibilities inside my head. Patrick put a bitter smile on his face. "It would have been better if it had only been like that." "Then what is it?" I asked, anxiously leaning towards him, anticipating getting every detail about the situation.

Betrayed and fed to zombies by her own family, Zora wakes up two weeks before the apocalypse. This time, she sells them her empty house for two million dollars and builds a fortress they'll never enter. She has a system that gives her endless space to store anything she wants Food, weapons, fuel and all. But when the world falls and her family comes crawling to her door, begging to be let in... Will she open it? Or will she watch them scream?

[Juliet's POV] The music at the celebration party continued. Surrounded by a crowd, Alison basked in the crowd's repetitive praises. Suddenly, a deafening boom came from the city walls. Overlapping growls and roars of zombies tore through the atmosphere. Terror erupted instantaneously. People in the crowd screamed, "It's a swarm of zombies! A massive swarm of zombies!" A guard ran over, staggering along the way. "The lightning barrier on the right of the base has been breached. There's a massive gap. Zombies are coming through soon!"

"Good. Lets just get back to the warehouse. Get behind the walls." The four-kilometer drive felt like it took hours. Every time a stray zombie stumbled out from a side alley my foot jerked on the pedal. The heavy steel plow on the front of the truck pushed them aside like dry branches. The city was still burning around me, black columns of smoke twisting into the gray sky but all I could think about was the cold terrifying look in Justin’s eyes. He was right about one thing—the world was changing fast. If a Tier 2 Awakened was already walking around on day one, my current defenses weren't going to be enough to keep me alive.

By the third day of the zombie apocalypse, the scent of the penthouse's expensive perfume had been buried under the stink of human waste and desperate sweat. No water and no power had turned the two-million-dollar penthouse into a sealed, sweltering can. Julian was half-starved, his eyes sunken as he searched the spacious kitchen and living room for supplies. He and Jessica had just moved in, and they had been too busy playing at romance to think about food. The huge refrigerator held only a few bottles of high-end champagne and a half-eaten box of imported strawberries. Otherwise, it was as good as empty.

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!]

CHAPTER 115: The Price of a Past Life Jacob's POV I kept to the shadows, my boots barely making a sound on the cracked pavement. Every few seconds, I’d freeze, pressing my back against a cold brick wall as a pack of the infected wandered by. They weren’t like the zombies you see in movies.. they didn't moan or stumble. They moved with a terrifying, jerky precision. They were like puppets on silver strings, twitching to a rhythm only they could hear.

“Your grief won’t diminish simply because she’s gone.” “She is going to change everything.” Zombie’s self-control is slipping, the amusement and indifference fading from his voice. “Her very existence will ruin everything we’ve fought to set right over the last two years.” “I agree.” Kress sounds almost indifferent, as if he’s weighing the consequences with a detached curiosity. Doesn’t he notice how Zombie’s grip around my neck is tightening, how he’s squeezing the breath from my lungs? My vision is starting to blur, white spots dancing in front of my eyes, and I feel my heart race as panic settles in.