Vampire Versus Zombies Novels & Stories

Caleb watched on with pride as his pack members worked together in perfect harmony, their movements coordinated and efficient. When the last vampire had fallen, they continued on their journey, the adrenaline still pumping through their veins. But their troubles were far from over. As they made their way through a desolate wasteland, they were suddenly attacked by a horde of zombies, their flesh rotting and their eyes devoid of life. The creatures swarmed around them, their moans filling the air. Jessica shuddered in revulsion, her hands shaking as she raised her weapon. "What are these things? They're like something out of a nightmare."

he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray. With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead. Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching horde. Hannah's flames danced and flickered, engulfing any zombies that dared to draw near, while Marcky's electrified attacks sent jolts of energy coursing through the ranks of the undead.

To many, it's just a graveyard but to enlightened exceptionals, it's a prison. "We can't go there, we all know what might happen if we step our feets into the cemetery." Aaron cut in rapidly which attracted Clancy attentively "literal death!" He added. Before Clancy could talk, Amelia cut in "You're right and wrong, we have no other choice. It's our duty to bear the risk of whatever happens out there." Aaron argued aggressively "By dying? C'mon, these Zompires are a lot stronger than werewolves and werewolves are stronger than vampires, to kill one would be a huge difficulty not to talk of walking into their den occupying hundreds if not thousands."

She knew that Tom, at least, would fully support the decision to retreat and wait it out. She would fight, however, until there was no other option but to run. It was not long until they encountered zombies. Despite the Van Helsing’s control over the zombies, when it came to actual battle it seemed the Van Helsing soldiers there to control their zombie horde had only but to suffer an injury, and the smell of blood would turn their own troops against them. She therefore aimed for the black amongst the horde, shooting for their arms before letting the zombies do the rest. The Mer around her quickly caught on, attacking the black-clad soldiers, and then picking off the zombies at a more leisure

Jeremy muttered as the blades of the chopper stopped spinning and the hatch opened. “Vamps.” Philip breathed immediately after the first person stepped out of the hatch. “What the fuck do vamps want on our land?” In as much as the Stanwood Pack didn’t have any problem with vampires, it was a known fact that vampires and werewolves didn’t really see eye to eye. Both species saw themselves as superior to the other. But both were, in their own right, forces to be reckoned with because whilst vampires were very fast and could swiftly wound a werewolf in a battle, the tiniest bite from a werewolf would kill a vampire. The Stanwood Pack was definitely not happy about their visitors and their demea

We heard stomps of feet and saw the vampires that we haven’t burned immediately. There were quite a number of them as they ran towards my mate and got thirsty because of the smell of her enticing blood. “No matter what you do, do not let them have any of her blood!” I screamed in the mind link as I tried so hard to distract Vladimir. THIRD PERSON POV Vampires and werewolves once again started a war. This time, the fight was more intense, everyone was exhausted and they were on the same level of strength. Kiefer and Vladimir were both distracted from their fight because their people are slowly losing consciousness and are decreasing because some of them are dying.

Jo shot over his shoulder as they got closer to the Vampires who seemed a bit surprised that the Guardian wasn’t going down. Jo shot another Vampire in the head twice, and the female bloodsucker fell backward, exploding into ash before she hit the ground. Zane took out another one as well, and then they were fighting for the same real estate. As much as Jo liked to blast a Vampire into oblivion with her gun, there was nothing quite like the satisfying tear of a Vampire’s head coming off of its body.

he said and hurried around the side of the house. “It’s a long story,” Rhett told Connery. “But there’s a virus that turns humans into zombies. Whilst they’re alive, vampire blood is a cure – but not all vampire blood. If they die, well…” He looked towards the side of the house. “If werewolves get bitten, we get sick. Vampire blood cures us too.” “And these zombies are just… walking around?” Connery arched an eyebrow. “Sort of,” Cameron admitted. “We had thought that Leighton had most of them though he hasn’t been able to get a full head count without getting to the cave where he was keeping them.”

"Hmmm...that vampires are basically dead corpses that have sharp teeth, cold skin, drinks blood, and can't stand in the sunlight." Nate furrowed his eyebrows at the last part of my sentence. "Your books got most of the facts though, but I think that you guys have mixed us up with the undead." "Undead?" I asked. Is he talking about zombies? "Undead." He confirmed. "They are the vampires who can't stand being in the sunlight." I gave him a look as I tried to swallow his words. "Wait." I held up a finger. "Are you saying that there are other vampire breeds called the undead? You know, back in my world, the undead are referred to as zombies."

Se sure they are not Vampires rather than Werewolves? -----------------