The Zombie Apocalypse Novels & Stories

It had been a year since the apocalypse. A year after the nuclear disaster, it wasn't the plants or animals that mutated first—it was the virus. Less than ten percent of humanity escaped infection, and most of those unlucky few were picked off early, torn apart by zombies. Zombies had no brains or senses; they mindlessly attacked anything that moved. But my dad? He was different. The day the outbreak started, it was just another ordinary day for our family, working in our little grocery store. It was business as usual.

" His words fanned the others' anger, yet the looming threat kept them from wasting breath on him. … Half an hour later, we finally reached the temporary shelter. The heavy blast doors slid shut, cutting off the zombies' roars outside. "At last… We're safe!" Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Just then, a teammate gasped, "Oh no... I just received word that that was the last helicopter for the day. The military… is abandoning this entire zone!" "Are you saying the military has ended the evacuation and we're stuck in this hellhole for good?" Everyone's faces went pale, and their voices quivered.

Really a perfect cannon fodder, Two for the price of one "Daisuke, what have I become then, I see no mention of him trying to drain someone of their blood?" [Well Host, that would be because it never happened. The original soul is simply super-powered, but you're different since you're mutated.] "Does this mean the Zombie apocalypse happened already?" [No, the virus is spreading, but the effects won't show up until Friday day. You have three days before the Zombie apocalypse begins.] "Then why have I mutated already?"

“Heh. Bet he won’t ever hurt his pride.” Without looking back, Byul made his way on the street. The dirt road was filled with the evidence of massacre. There were lots of corpse lying on the ground and the rotten stench could be smelled even from a mile away. Ah this is it. The outbreak of the apocalypse. Byul lifted his head and inspected the place. Judging by the sight, this was a normal Zombie thriller movie. No mutation, no abilities, just pure hug-loving zombies. Although it was only his suspicion, Byul still felt that everything doesn’t add up.

It was October 13th in twenty nine days, the courts, the banks, the police, and the entire judicial system would collapse into frozen dust under the weight of the apocalypse. Court injunctions meant nothing in a world ruled by zombies and sub-zero ice storms. However, she couldn't afford to have her liquid capital frozen now, while she still needed to spend millions buying food, fuel, medicine, and defensive armaments during the countdown to the apocalypse.” Buzz! Suddenly, the ambient light in the living room seemed to dim slightly.

The child was safe. The walls had held. The parasites were gone.She didn't feel triumph. She didn't feel vengeance. She felt the quiet, absolute stillness of a woman watching a closed equation resolve itself.Adrian Blackwood was dead. The man who had pushed her into the monsters in another life had been torn apart by the very same creatures. The ledger was balanced.Maya picked up her tea and took another slow sip. She looked at the digital clock on the wall.The red numbers glowed brightly in the dim room.The apocalypse had begun.

There are many perks to being a high-level evolved zombie, but the absolute undisputed best one is avoiding supermarket checkout lines. It was 7:30 AM on Day One of the apocalypse. Outside, the sky was still a bruised, ominous shade of purple, and the streets of downtown New Hope were a gloriously chaotic mess of abandoned vehicles, smashed store signs, and wandering grey-skinned infected. I stood in front of the mirror in my apartment bedroom, putting the finishing touches on my post-apocalyptic looting outfit.

She scrambled for her revolver, but another punch had her vision pulsing red. Aria felt her hand grip the Colt, but the zombie raised both fists above its head for a finishing strike. She pulled with all her strength on the Colt to shoot this zombie that was killing her. The explosion of the zombie's head was so sudden she screamed in surprise. Midnight's barking stopped as the headless corpse collapsed on her. Aria dropped the Colt and fumbled for a +EpiPen. Once she had one in her hand, she jammed it into her thigh and the throbbing red started to fade. After another +EpiPen, her vision cleared and she felt right as rain.

" A surge of warmth spread through my body, and I could feel my muscles rippling with power. I clenched my fist and threw a quick punch that cut through the air with a sharp gust of wind. Perfect. The first night of the apocalypse was off to a peaceful start, but I couldn't let my guard down because something even more terrifying would come after the freezing doomsday—the zombie outbreak. People who froze to death on the side of the road would soon stand back up with twisted limbs and bite anything they saw. Garrett's family was surprisingly lucky. They managed to ditch the car and retreat to their high-end apartment complex, but the water, power, and gas were cut. All that fancy interior de

A faint, strained smile appeared on his face. "If anyone had told me that my father would be infected, I wouldn't have believed it." His voice cracked slightly, and he lowered his gaze. Arya didn't know what to say. She had seen Lucian's father in her previous life. He had survived the early stages of the apocalypse, thanks to his family's wealth and resources. He was never supposed to become one of the infected. But now, everything is changing. The events she remembered were no longer unfolding exactly as they had before. If Lucian's father had already been infected, what else could be different?