Survivor Z Novels & Stories

After a night of the cold front's purge, the survivor count had settled at 5,000,211. Another two million gone. The ones who'd made it through had clearly woken up to the game's brutality. [Buying Universal Fuel!] [Buying tires! Mine are almost shredded!] [That monster last night was terrifying. My door nearly got ripped off. I need to upgrade my sports car!] ... Ten minutes later, Jake closed the system. From the chatter, he'd gathered some useful intel. Killing zombies dropped upgrade blueprints, Universal Fuel, weapons, bread, water, razors, medicine...

"Sadie!" My voice came out rough as I forced my hand up. She ran to me. One look—blood on my head, my face gone purple from the cold—and her expression snapped. The rescue team rushed in, cracking open a first aid kit. "They're trying to kill me!" I pointed at Felix running toward us, my voice shaking. "Felix. Lana. Her parents. They're all in on it!" I barely finished before Felix stumbled up, gasping for air.

he inquired. I gave a nod. “Yes. Why?” He extended his hand in front of me and greeted me with a handshake. “Howdy, Zach. Hello, my name is Azrail,” he made a gesture toward the lady sitting next to him. “Her name is Dabria, and we’ll pick you up and transport you to the site of the Live Suicide.” “Nice to meet you,” was all I could say since the inertia of the situation had not yet dawned on me. Apart from the fact that this limited edition automobile was in front of me, I couldn’t believe Live Suicide existed in the world at all.

_______ When you stop fighting, that's death - Dolores. _ ______ Overhearing the roar of the ghost, Marcel had already brought out the gadgets needed to deal with a ghost. It was time to get out of here, as Sadie's wounds required treatment right away and perhaps also for Noah, he's been helping him anyway. Vitality Shot: After use, the maximum stamina is boosted by 10%, and the mental endurance is boosted by 10%. Not only that, but Marcel also pulled the Ghost Killer Dagger and swiped it across the palm of his right hand. No blood flow emerged, but this dagger was presently blessed with life vitality.

Vines adorned the buildings with many weeds. There is a running track around the entire obstacle course. It had been overgrown with weeds and grass due to the care it had once received being non-existent. The other Humvees had pulled up behind them and were starting to exit their vehicles. There were three Humvees and eighteen survivors in total. Only eighteen people survived that carnage. Well more could have gotten away but Zane doubted they made it very far from the base. Due to his experience in this type of tragedy, Zane knew not many got away. Those that did, had the luck of god’s grace on them.

This seemed to satisfy everyone. "I know you have claimed taking his life Kaydence, but in the event you are unable to who would you prefer to end him?" Xander asked. His question threw me off guard temporarily. "If I can not than anyone who can get to him first is welcome to it. One thing I would like to mention though is that regardess of how resistant she is I want his Luna captured alive at all costs, we have a lot of questions we need answers to. Same for at least one or two rouges. Deep Ridge pack memebers I doubt will have any answers to any questions we have." I was met with a series of nods.

"If I remember right, you've still got one scratch card left, don't you? Don't come crying poor to me. I'm not falling for that! If you're so capable, do what you did when you got into college and won all those scholarships. Use your luck!" The call cut off abruptly. When I tried again, her phone was off. The single remaining scratch card in my hand suddenly felt impossibly heavy. I did not dare scratch it. I was terrified it would be another loss. When the semester started, my weight had been normal. Now I was severely malnourished. At five foot five, I weighed only 73 pounds. Blue veins showed through my skin. There was not a trace of color in my face. When I got back to the dorm, no one w

“I want to know who is loyal to him, who has access to his information, and who could discover that I'm alive.” Dominic nodded slowly, but his expression remained serious. “Then we'll watch them too. But once we start collecting information, nobody makes a careless move.” I understood immediately. “If Adrian notices something unusual, he'll start looking for the reason,” he continued. “And if he finds even one connection leading back to you, the advantage you have disappears.” I didn't argue because I knew he was right. My survival depended on Adrian believing I was still dead. Ryder had been quiet throughout the conversation, but he finally spoke when I mentioned how much work I intended to

They helped me take her out . Some were still shocked because i had never done such thing . "Take them to Eric " I said getting out of the water and going back to the car . We drove back to HQ . They took them to the medical room where Eric examined them . " These two are barely alive,but they will be fine in 2-3weeks" Dr Eric said " And the other one?" I asked coldly "Sorry but that one is in critical condition. She might never wake up , I don't know if she will make it as her brain cells are frozen due to being in the water longer,her heartbeat is faint ,we can only prepare for the death "he explained

, Croads, a middle-aged woman with brown hair and glasses, said. Except, it's not. She's dealing with enough right now. "Are you close with the victim?", SSA Briggs questioned, looking at me curiously. Briggs is practically a teenager, with shaggy blonde hair, very thin. "She's not a victim. Don't call her that. Her name is Amelia, and she's a survivor", I couldn't stop the words from flowing from my mouth. "The only one", Briggs uttered. "So you are close to her? Have you considered that being the reason for not catching him yet?", Croads said coldly. "Croads", Loveless snapped, shaking his head at her.