Top Zombie Novels & Stories

The infected weren’t the only threat anymore. That much had become clear over the past few weeks. It wasn’t just the shambling hordes of zombies that kept me awake at night, but the survivors—the desperate ones, the ones who had lost too much, the ones who saw others as nothing more than resources to take.

"It's a selection mechanism. 99.9% of humans who get infected turn into zombies, but there's that 0.1% of humans who, due to their genetics, constitution, will force, or some other unknown factor, trigger an evolution within them." She walked back to my bed. "You're part of that 0.1%. The perfect evolved specimen." Perfect evolved specimen? The words exploded in my ears. "What do you mean?" I asked. "It means that you're now completely immune to the zombie virus. Your cells have undergone an adaptive evolution, making the virus ineffective against you. Your physical condition, including strength, speed, reflexes, recovery… All of those have reached the theoretical upper limit of humans." She

Chester gradually advanced toward Zeke. Another charm appeared in Zeke's hand again. A two-meter-tall zombie emerged from the ground after he burned the charm. The zombie looked menacing and terrifying. It emitted a powerful and deadly aura as it joined the battle. The tiger-head spear stabbed at the zombie. Surprisingly, it made a metallic clang as it hit the target. Chester found it difficult to defeat the zombie for the moment. Everyone was on the edge of their seats. Gerard frowned and asked, "Is he that powerful?"

Lia whispered, her hand reflexively reaching for her rusted iron bar again. Out of the darkness, a massive silhouette emerged. Larger than Kevin. Larger than the Food Vlogger Zombie. The silhouette was carrying a... massive chest freezer on its back. Then, a bald head with glowing red eyes squinted at them. "Mmmph... Indomie... delicious... protein... and carbs..." the raspy voice muttered. "Top-tier... content..." [Warning! Food Vlogger Zombie (BOSS Level) detected!] [This zombie appears to have the 'Freezer Survival' upgrade and is highly aggressive!]

*EARLIER* after arriving midway at the stairs we spot dozen of zombies at the 2nd floor and most of them are at the corridor but there were some that are inside the rooms "There are too many of them here"- Timothy "can we really kill all those zombie"- Dessa we observe the zombie and there were some noticeable ones the one that using his hands and foot for walking with a twisted body and bulkier than other zombies and this special one... it ate zombie that is nearing it while standing 6ft tall

Everyone looked out the window and noticed how the surrounding grounds had become dark as if it time had accelerated and noon became dusk in a matter of seconds. “The weather does change quickly around here,” remarked Nestie. “It doesn’t,” said Toto and he looked out of the window. “Aahhh!” Toto’s scream shocked everyone and made them look at the old man. “What wrong, Toto?” asked Lisa who quickly ran to Toto’s side and rubbed his shoulders. “What is it?” Lisa was concerned at Toto’s troubled expression on his face. “No! It can’t be,” mumbled Toto as he placed his right hand on his chest. It appeared that he was having trouble breathing.

“Will you take my blood?” Zuba never said anything. She looked into his eyes, and grabbing his chest forcefully, she plunged her fangs gently right into his flesh. “The other one is for love”, she said as she looked the other way. She gave her back to him. She looked away for a moment to wipe away her tears. “And the other one?” he asked She then turned around, facing him again, “The curse of a witch is broken”, she replied. “From now on you will shape shift at will without waiting for the tree days of the full moon”.

I'm afraid I'll end up in that lonely and helpless situation. Zachary carressed my back and reassured softly, "If you're afraid of the darkness, let me be your light." I took a deep breath and allowed my tears to fall. "With you around, I will have courage." Zachary wiped my tears away and said, "Your nightmare has come to an end now. Your future will be bright." I nodded as we held each other in our arms. I was already looking forward to my future with him.

Seeing the snowflake so present in the thoughts of the one she considered her favorite, her treasure, her best creation, annoyed her. Idiot, a thousand times idiot. She extinguished the light in a being that didn't deserve it. In someone who mattered to her, more than she should. What a way to take lives. That tactic will never change. Her gaze was towards the ceiling, trying to control her anger. Until she heard someone picking up the broken pieces of the bottle. Za. She glanced at him briefly. "The more bottles you break, the fewer you'll have back," Za said cautiously collecting the glass shards.

I was nothing more than a surrogate they hired. Their original plan was to stress me out with a diet of high-cholesterol meat and the grief of losing loved ones, hoping I would die in an accident and they could inherit my dad's fortune and cash in on a fat insurance policy. However, when I jumped from the upstairs and ended up in a coma, only to wake up soon after, they panicked about being found out and crafted a fake reality around me, a true Truman Show. In the sterile quiet of the hospital room, the past year's nightmare played out again. They pumped me full of drugs that twisted reality, convincing me I was given a second chance at life.