Warhammer 40k Zombie Novels & Stories

“we will help you, but you will help us also to arrive in the government's settlement!” Becky heard it and hastily replies. “okay we will promise you!” And because of this their group rushed towards the army and helps them to repel the zombies with their old weapons, they can still battle the normal zombies and with their number, they have a chance as the battle continues the numbers of the zombies were clearly being less and to their surprise when the zombies were being slain, they immediately becoming dark crystal without looting It was a sign that a dungeon has been made, they also discussed it. Every time you slay a zombie in a dungeon they don’t need to be looted because they quickly di

Now, he carried on strolling along the corridor, noticing every detail around him: the ancient torch holders, the patterns in the cracks on the stonework and the soft tissue of the skirt trailing along the floor far ahead of him. Zomzom didn’t experience any fear or curiosity. In fact, he couldn’t care less who was hiding around the corner. With his every step, the Dark was clouding more thickly, turning the air into sticky jelly. Into a stinking brew of bones and blood... The dead had their own view of what happened around them. The zombie perceived something a live person might think was just a heightened level of background magic. Now, for example, a witch was performing an evil ritual so

Either way, I fell hard for him, even if he scared me. When I was sixteen, everything changed. The entire world changed because we realized we weren’t alone. I’m not talking about aliens. Nope, crazy as it sounds, I’m talking about Zombies. Not the slow, dumb kind. It turns out zombies are fast, strong, intelligent, and vicious. Not only do they eat brains, but they will eat human flesh if brains are available. We didn’t get zombies from a virus, a vaccine, or any of the normal things in the books, movies, or TV shows. It turns out zombies come from a mutated human gene that activates after death. This mutated gene is inherited by one's father if he carries the mutation.

He raised his hand and violently broke Urza's neck, causing everyone to gasp in shock He fell to the ground with a twisted neck and his features that immediately turned pale "Exactly...it's my girl." ... ((You are the disaster to which I am anxious to fall.)) “What did you do?” Their leader shouted angrily and pulled out his sword so that his soldiers would take out their swords as well and surround Zain at the same time. Prepare the Alpha Soldiers for transformation and display their self in a readytoattack pose Aaron sighed and closed his eyes tiredly at his brother's recklessness and then opened his eyes to stare at his silent father Stephen, confident that he was boiling inside. "Do you

"Bunch of cowards. Sieghart's still here. He led us through three zombie swarms. It's just one chopper we missed. Big deal. We can wait for the next one to show up." That almost started an explosion, but we had bigger problems to worry about, so my teammates did not try to argue with Yvonne. … Half an hour later, we finally arrived at the temporary sanctuary. We got inside and pushed the safety door shut. As it closed with a loud yawn, the zombies' roars were cut off as well. My teammates heaved a collective sigh and crumpled into a heap on the ground. "Finally. Some safety." But then one of them gasped. "Shit, bad news. Today's evacuation choppers are the last of their batch. The military's

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Rendall is still on his knees panting but his eyes are still on it. In the area with no trees, a huge number of werewolves lies. By lying, I mean, dead werewolves who were stacked up.

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

It’s about noon and Zane is walking down a highway littered with decaying cars. As he approached a nearby city, most of the cars had cracked or broken windshields. Sometimes he saw the odd humvee or a tank, they made great shelters for nighttime. This is the western apocalypse and it has been hell. He is about 5 '7 with long blonde hair blowing in the wind, a sturdy build, blue eyes with a narrow face, He wears a trench coat to stay warm and has a backpack of limited supplies. He travels alone mostly, at the start he traveled in groups of survivors of twenty to thirty people but they all succumbed to becoming food of the Pales.

Their bodies were enveloped in a death aura and gave off a faint glow, and their eyes were glowing a pale red. “It’s the army of the dead!” Seeing this scene, Jabez and his troops were dumbfounded. Within a day, the Priestess had created another batch of zombie troops for them. Compared to the previous batch, this batch was larger in number, and they looked a lot more terrifying. There were at least five thousand zombies in this army. The zombie that stood in front of them this time was Marshal Ubel. “Marshal!” When they saw Marshal Ubel, who had died, slowly approaching them, Jabez and his peers felt like their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.