Rise Of Zombies Novels & Stories

While for him that was what the rise of Era… The era of a complete family… The era of a Vampire family… “You Protect Me And I Protect You, Together Let’s Rise The Vampire Era!”

She said as we were walking down the stairs. "What did they talk about?" I asked curiously. "They said that vampires can't get out when the sun is up because they would die. Also, that vampires are humans' enemies." She answered innocently. I laughed and said. "That's true. We can't get out in the day but there's a really smart guy who made us a potion to make us stand under the sun with no problem. About humans, you all used to be our enemies but from millennia ago. When Sfumato Da Civi, our old vampire master had a human mate, which was the first time ever, there was peace with the humans and vampires."

I woke with a start to being rocked violently and the sound of gunfire. Springing up I saw a hoard of Nephilim above us, surrounding us. I had never seen so many at once. Liam and Jason were already up, Liam's katana currently removing a head from the body of one Nephilim, Jason's guns blazing, hitting their mark each time. Todd was standing on top of the truck, his sickles already slick with blood; Devon behind him picking off the ones further out one by one. Fucking hell, no wonder I had a bad feeling. Their wings pounded, sending a thrumming throbbing into my head, I reached behind me to pull out my scythe. It felt alive in my hand, tingling with actual energy, light as a feather and dead

“That’s a lot of questions, I know. Do you know anything about zombies?” Dr. Clerval took a last puff from his pipe and placed it carefully back into the ashtray. “Reanimated corpses have been a theme of old folk tales for centuries,” he said, lapsing into his teaching voice. “They are especially connected to the voodoo practiced in places like the Caribbean and Africa. It’s usually a witch doctor or sorcerer who brings the person back to life with a spell. In the last hundred years, zombies have become increasingly common in literature, and a bit later, in film. In these modern stories, it’s usually some kind of plague or radiation that turns hordes of corpses into flesh-eating monsters.”

The others nodded as they also felt something wrong but why? "If I found the person who did this, I will punish him severely" Evan Potter sternly said and gaze on everyone. They quiet own and started to analyze situation as to why the zombies are forcing themselves inside. "They are attracted to noises, human scents and...?" Zeke Santos mumbled as he ponder. "uhmmmm... Why are you bleeding, Captain?" Ariel Montes asked when he noticed a blood stained on his arm. Everyone looked at Evan Potter's blood stain, then, looked at each other.

Brida howled. The pack was holding their breath anxiously to see what would happen. They were all staring at Brida who was sitting on her knees covered in blood with her head tilted forward. At first, it seemed nothing would happen but then Brida levitated into the air and started glowing with white light from all sides. A clear voice echoed through the open space, “A NEW ERA WILL BE BORN. WOLVES WITH EYES THAT REFLECT THE SOUL OF THE MOON WILL END THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT. FENRIR WILL BREAK FREE AND RAGNAROK WILL BE BROUGHT UPON THE WEREWOLF WAYS.”

spoke to the ethereal beings' heightened awareness of the impending cosmic shifts. As the celestial anomaly expanded, casting its cosmic glow over Rome, the sons of Liberty felt a palpable sense of anticipation. Conversations among them were tinged with a mixture of excitement and apprehension, as they stood on the precipice of cosmic uncertainty. Simple words like "cosmic revelation" and "unseen forces" underscored the suspense that gripped their collective consciousness.

After only one month, Vivian Arnold's position in the South Citadel was increased, not only that, but Tadhg Walter's influence grew even stronger, even affecting the South Citadel army. But something unexpected happened, attacking the South Citadel, which was a zombie pandemic. The cause, is from the South Citadel, the largest ancient tomb that has just been excavated, awakening supernatural powers below the ancient tomb, causing zombies to awaken and attack. It can be said that this is the most terrible pandemic for the South Citadel.

It was in that liminal space between night and day, the moment of transition, that everything went wrong. ‎The kids woke not to a gentle sunrise, but to my sudden, frantic movement as I jumped into the driver's seat. "Get up, get up!" I hissed, my voice tight with a panic I couldn't suppress. There were zombies coming our way, not a straggling few, but a shambling, determined group, drawn by some unseen signal. I needed us to be out of here and fast. ‎

The zombies, who had been taken aback by the shower of debris, started getting up again. “HEY! BRAINLESS HOLLOW HEADS! I AM HERE!” Reese yelled, luring the zombies towards himself while clearing most of the path for Zephyr. Zephyr struggled through the few zombies on his way to the central zombie. He was about to get up on the gallows when three zombies clasped his leg and pulled him down, slamming him on the ground. Zephyr kicked them off himself and scrambled to get up but was pinned to the ground by a group of zombies.