Summary Of The Book World War Z Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, they were taken by surprise when nuclear devastation simultaneously consumed the planet and the scientists were either killed, or scattered for survival and the records containing the formula for the cure were lost. Now, along with having to hide their existence from the new world regime while struggling to survive in a world that is barely equipped to support them, the people of earth who have managed to go undetected by the ever present drones and cyborgs must also protect themselves for becoming a zombie or being eaten by the invading aliens who considered human meat a delicacy.

That debt had to be settled properly. Three days later, on a stormy night with pouring rain, a battered armored vehicle—barely holding together—smashed through the gates of the villa complex. Callie and Dan crawled out of the car, covered in mud and looking utterly miserable. Behind them, more than a dozen mutated zombies were chasing them. “Help! Is anyone there? Help!” Callie screamed, her voice hoarse. Dan gripped a machete in his hand, but it was useless against mutated zombies.

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

So, I took a deep breath and continued. “The world will collapse faster than should be possible. The virus spreads from contact with tissues of infected individuals. So, if you get scratched, or bitten, then, you’ll turn. It would take days before entire governments collapse. No one would be prepared for it. Hospitals would be overwhelmed within hours, and they will all be filled with zombies before the end of the first day. It will take a week before the power grids go down, and the entire world goes silent.” Harris didn't say anything. All he did was kept his gaze fixed on me, as though he was expecting me to smile and say I was joking. But I wasn’t, even though I really wished I was.

I murmured quietly trying not to draw attention to myself. The picture in the first page of the book was Zemia, his siblings and who I assumed are his parents . I walked up to the Liberian with the book at him. “So is this fictional?!.” I asked. “No dear, it's history!.” She replied. I stared at the book in my hands “thank you!.” I told her and walked back to my seat. ^^^^ Zemia had an emergency call from Zephyr informing him about the current happenings in the underworld.

I said, following my brothers through the doors to see the town had turned barren due to the evacuations to other groves, the stores shuttered, and the laughter and rumbling of the town people replaced by my brothers and father’s armies marching up and down the streets alongside all the volunteers making weapons and traps. I took in the glim view of the village, sighing as I heard the doors shut behind us. I knew this was what we had planned. Yet, the realization and progress from township to war fort were taxing to see as I had grown up so carefree here, yet as the Druids and scouts predicted, this place would turn into a warzone within three days. Three days until we all fought the Darknes

Zara’s POV The only thing that surrounded me was darkness. No crowd, no werewolves. No pain. Just the endless darkness that stretched around me like a prison with no walls. The kind that didn’t have an escape. This must be my afterlife. Maybe nothing was truly waiting for me on the other side. No heaven. No peace. No reunion with the people I had lost in the past. Maybe it was for the best. At least I wouldn’t see the disappointment on my father’s face.

All hell broke loose. We sit in our little haven, watching as one country declares war on another. Bombs and bullets fly, air strikes cripple them. The innocent humans hunker down wherever they can find shelter or safety. And for the moment, we are spared. The war wages on. Thousands, millions die, in the conflict I’ve created. Humans and supernatural alike flee from the chaos. The whole world is on fire. Without a human authority to regulate us, I started claiming vast amounts of land - land that in the past belonged to my family anyway - and started to build, expand, silently creating the biggest, most dangerous mixed pack the world has ever seen.

He had become the un-meltable foundation of our new world. I turned my back on the burning command pavilion, my blistered hand locking around my daughter as I looked up at the thousands of inland rebels who were already sliding down the cliffs with their bayonets drawn. The global house had tried to force a choice. We had chosen system-wide war. And with only five chapters left before the final reset, the unlisted pack was officially moving onto the offensive.

What she failed to see was that it had all been hard-earned through my own efforts and sacrifices. Over the years of fighting alongside Shawn, I knew exactly how he thought. I told him straight, "In 13 days, the zombies will appear. The serum from the Westfound lab has leaked, and the world is about to face a crisis." As expected, Shawn looked at me like I was crazy, but he didn't outright call me insane. "You're Shawn Decker. Your parents are district commanders, and your grandfather is…" I raised my finger, pointing to the top. "He's the second-in-command."