Survivor Z Novels & Stories

Sarah had attempted to kill her and had suffered no consequences. “It’s me,” Zoey said as she stepped forward. “Are you surprised?” Sarah turned numb. Wasn’t Zoey dead? Why was she alive? Sarah’s gaze slowly shifted to Teddy in Zoey’s arms. Her heart sank. The child had also survived, not just Zoey.

Fiadh says quietly, and my attention is immediately shifted away from Xiu surprising admission. I put my arm over my friend's shoulder to offer her comfort and I take a deep breath. If the Froles want to play rough. I can play rough. I have had to scavenge and work from a young age to support my siblings and this is no different. I can be rough and rude if that's what it takes to help my new family. "My name is Zuri. I am proud to be from Earth. These women beside me have survived more than you ever have," I snap harshly toward the female Froles viciously, and Fiadh leans into me even more.

“Watch her, feed her water from time to time, and do not let the fan stray from her,” Zeedar carefully instructs Dessery, who nods. He proceeds outside with a bottle of water in hand. Ziason is seated in the shade, so Zeedar walks across to meet him. He sits down beside him and thrusts the bottle to him. Ziason receives the bottle and immediately gulps down all of its content. “Thank you,” he mutters after. Zeedar nods, looking ahead—at the hut. After a while of silence, he asks. “How did you survive? I buried your body myself. You were completely dead.”

"You are talking nonsense." Dmitri immediately tilted his head as he look at Elara with such a cold expression. "Talking nonsense? Should I gauge your eyeballs and cut your tongue for speaking nonsense, Elara?" Elara immediately chuckled in amusement. "I'd like to see you try, Me. Clean-up boy." "You..." The leader of Unit 3, a wiry man named Garret, cleared his throat. "Enough! With all due respect, I think I agree with Dmitri sir, Zaden is the sole survivor. That raises... questions."

Zeta's heart hammered against his chest as he watched his severed hand writhing on the floor. He fell to his knees and screamed in pain. Having no option, he surrendered, hoping they could let him live. His gaze shifted, and his breath caught in his throat. Zora stood tall before him—no longer the child he had known, but a grown woman. Beautiful, strong, and radiating the kind of power that made his skin crawl. The niece he had wanted dead had not only survived but thrived.

Zira stepped between us before it could escalate further. “This isn’t about trying,” she said. “This is about survival.” “And what do you call what Zach is doing right now?” I demanded. “Surviving?” That stopped her. Just for a moment. But it was enough. “Every second we delay,” I continued, my voice tightening, “is another second he’s in that place. With Selene. With Clay in whatever state he’s in now.” “And if you go there,” Zira countered, “you might not even get close enough to see him.”

"Yes. That daughter of his is still alive and well. She is the only hope we have now and the last surviving member of that family with the special ability. We just have to find her and that is it." "What is her name?" Isaiah asked curious about her. "Zoey Hall." .... Zoey walked absentminded towards the roof of the hospital. She has lost all her will to leave and had nothing to lose. First her boyfriend who betrayed her and then her mother, who died and left her all alone. She has no family to call her own and no one to love her. Life is so cruel to her. She got to the rooftop and walked to the edge. There was no one there and that was the perfect time to do what she wanted to do.

"How can you be so selfish? The bunker was built with money we all put in! What right do you have to take it all for yourself? Come out and get us! Now!" I let out a soft laugh. "Why the rush? The safe's key and the address of the bunker are both inside. And the password—you already know it, don't you?" From the other end came frantic rummaging sounds, mixed with barely restrained delight. "Found it! We found it!" Leisurely, I leaned back on the sofa and switched to the surveillance feed of the safe. I watched as the three of them crowded around the safe, entering the password. Their faces bloomed with the wild joy of survivors spared from disaster.

,said Zane a little furiously. "What are you getting all angry about?",asked the woman "Nothing..... Nothing....well, a friend of mine is from Byrandan and he survived",said Zane, obviously talking about himself. "If he survived then, he is in much more danger. Pamlivam is so ruthless that now, they are searching for every survivor from Byrandan and they are killing them. If your friend survived then, he better hide because the assassins from Pamlivam are everywhere. I heard the prince escaped too",the woman said then she went away because she heard her daughter calling for her.

he looked threatened. "If they are after the disk, why are they killing my men?" he yelled at him again. He was annoyed by the way the guy had been acting frivolously. "Please let me go, before she comes" he replied again with frivolity. "Pay him and make sure the trade still happen. The zombie fighter is my main target. Be careful and thrilling" he pushed the guy off. "And don't fight her" he added. Back in the basement, Jackson crew clapped.