Romans & histoires The Zombie Apocalypse

Her gaze fell on the young man in the middle—head down, stiff, pale hands hanging awkwardly. Soon, he came to. "What happened to me?" "You drank too much, that's what!" "You're useless! You didn't even drink that much!" "Work stress, I guess. I'm heading back." "Heading back? No way! Keep drinking! Let's get wasted tonight!" The group laughed as they walked off. Hayley's eyes darkened as she watched the scene. She checked her phone and noted that today was the 9th. In her last life, the zombie outbreak started on the 11th. The apocalypse would happen on August 11.

But in the apocalypse, water was the most precious resource. Their expedition provoked the horde of zombies and shattered the fragile peace we had built. The zombies were relentlessly hunting us down.

And you're enjoying air-conditioning! Daisy: Damn you! We're being roasted alive out here while you enjoy yourself inside, you unfilial monster! You'll get what's coming to you! Their rage and despair practically spilled through the screen. And that—was exactly what I wanted. I turned off my phone, tossed it aside, and leisurely began enjoying my first meal of the apocalypse. Yes. I had been reborn to the very moment when Denise and my so-called parents first proposed setting up a doomsday fund.

He fell next to her, screaming and grunting like every other teenager besides Ramsay. The few pairs of horrified eyes stood at the door, staring at the horror going down. “A zombie apocalypse,” one of them whispered in fear. They called 911 as every teenager wiggled on the ground besides the bloody boy that lay there frozen. Even they knew that he was dead. #

He wanted to say something but it seemed the words were too big to utter. "My heartfelt condolences to everyone who lost someone to the wicked act of this notorious city hunter. We will no more call her the city hunter. That will be like praising a criminal. She is a zombie" Mayor Mount took a deep breath. "And zombie should not be allowed to exist within our society. Zombie kills, they are all about apocalypse. She wants to ruin us. We will ruin her before she ruins us. I urge everyone that ever comes across the zombie killer to inform the security operatives immediately. Do not harbor the zombie killer. She is our enemy. An enemy of Newland" Mayor Mount said as closure and walked out of th

There was something about him that made Jasper think that he just might be able to help him like once things settled down. If his information was correct, unlike the vampires and werewolves, the zombies weren’t sent from another dimension. They were humans whose humanity went bad. If Jasper was correct, zombiesm was caused by a virus of some type. If there was one thing that he was certain of it was that all viruses had a cure. He just needed time to find it.

The absolute social ruin of the scum family was totally complete. And the very best part was that only seven short days remained until the terrible zombie apocalypse finally began. The final, tense week before the complete end of the world moved very fast. The strange city weather became completely crazy and totally wild every single day. The dark mornings were freezing cold like deep winter, but the sunny afternoons were boiling hot like a hot fire. The loud news anchors on the television talked about completely crazy things happening everywhere. They reported about strange, bloody fights breaking out in many other big cities. The silly news people called it a simple "mass sickness" and tol

The collapse of society had begun to attract the worst people. In her previous life, she had learned that not every human was safer than a zombie. Some people would steal your food.Others would kill you for it. And the most dangerous ones were those who believed that the apocalypse had given them permission to do whatever they wanted. She moved toward the main room.The apartment was quiet. A few scattered supplies remained on the table, but most of her important items were already stored inside her space. She had deliberately kept her purchases separated and had avoided leaving obvious signs of her preparations.

Two little girls sleeping in separate beds. Their mother stood between them. But this time, something different. Third bed stood in corner. Empty. Small plate fixed to its side. Lena could barely read writing. SUBJECT ZERO. Anna looked at her through doorway. Tears running down face. "Lena, you need to remember who sleeping in that bed." Voice inside Lena went silent. For first time, she felt it pull back. Anna stepped back. "Because first apocalypse didn't begin when I destroyed world." She looked straight at Lena.

There wasn't a single person who had survived the apocalypse who didn't know that name. In my previous life, his name had become synonymous with terror. He was the Zombie King. The man whose existence turned the world into a living nightmare. The man whose infected army tore through cities, leaving nothing but blood, destruction, and the screams of the dying in its wake. People feared him more than they feared death itself. He was called the devil. I remembered the horrifying images that had circulated during the apocalypse. A towering figure standing amid a sea of blood and an army of zombies kneeling before him.