Re Zero Gore Novels & Stories

Yours in plotting, Zera

Zain Centineo leisurely collected the paper cup of hot, black coffee from Glen Cameron and emptied it on the teenage Albino lying down on the floor. The boy instantly groaned out and winced in horror, the coffee was scorching hot when it penetrated through his uniform shirt, it felt like acid on his skin.

𝘐𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘔𝘢- "Zero!" Raghuvendra's panic filled voice interrupted his thoughts and he straightened up looking at the old man, his wrinkled face had the urgency that only meant one thing. Zero folded his white shirt sleeves up to his elbows as he rushed out to see his computer where the pictures of Kali's recent kill were. He pressed his lips, slight annoyance growing on him as he read the message on the grey wall which was meant for him. 𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵.

I observe the movement of the zombie at the back and wait for the moment where it looks at the back not even a wink can stop my focus, seconds by seconds and the zombie is slowly moving and it turns back! without wasting a moment I suddenly move forward to the horde but *rrrooaarr!!!* there is a zombie in front of me!!! I didn't notice it due to I was too focused on the back zombie "I can't stop my momentum now!!!"- John Carl

It had no distinguishable features other than a gaping, vertically opening maw rimmed with rows of hooked fangs gleaming with ropes of slimy drool. The sound its produced was a horrible gurgle, similar to the agonizing groans of the damned. The three manifestations of unholy turned their lustful gazes on the terrified Zerona, who shrank back against the wall in abject horror. Her mouth opened in a soundless scream when they began advancing toward her. “Y-You can’t do this, Knox…. Ahh!” she shrieked when one of them grabbed her by her leg and yanked her toward them. A stab of pain surged through her from the point where the sharp claws cut into her skin.

She emptied the bottle into her mouth and swallow slowly and carefully. She dropped the bottle on the floor. She was a distance away but Raymond recognized the bottle. It was filled with the cure he made when the elite school was zombified. Grace moved wildly and continued moving towards them uncontrollably. She turned her neck and her bones creaked loudly. "Stop right there!" the third guy commanded. He was definitely frightened as he seemed not to understand what was happening. "No!" Raymond screamed as the third guy shot in her direction. Grace weaved her body aside and the bullet flew off.

When he stepped away a little, Harlow’s eyes immediately looked down at his crotch, which was bulging and straining against his sweat pants. Gore gave her a large wolfish grin. “Like what you see?" His eyes flashed, a sign that the beast was close to the surface. "You need to put that away, or something." Harlow point down. Gore's smile widened. “There is only one place I would like to put it, In Y-O-U." Gore advanced on her again. His tongue invaded her mouth. When they broke apart, Harlow was left panting, and her mind reeling.

The thing which scares me the most is the lack of any emotion on Zero’s face. We all get busy looking at Abraham’s ablaze head, his skin chipping away, leaving the bones and flesh exposed. His body joins the head shortly, breaking us all out of the ruthless trance. Zero hasn’t stopped. He is not nearly done with the originals. And this is going to lead to something disastrous. I croak as Ryker lies me down, patting my head softly as if he is assuring a child that he will be coming back in a moment and I don’t need to worry.