Z O M B I E S Fired Up Novels & Stories

He set up his ring light, stared dead into the camera, and flashed a punchable, smug grin at his viewers. “As you can see, guys, some people just can't handle being fired without throwing a temper tantrum,” Ethan announced, his tone dripping with fake sarcasm. “Today, during a high-stakes presentation for our absolute biggest client, the shopping app framework previously coded by Bennett suddenly suffered a complete backend meltdown. It almost cost our company millions in damages.” He leaned closer to the microphone, lowering his voice for dramatic effect. “We have strong reasons to suspect that a certain toxic, disgruntled ex-employee intentionally left a malicious backdoor in the source co

I could hear sickening thuds echoing across the air as the hulking zombies jumped onto the roof and tore the machine gun turrets apart with their harder-than-steel claws. "Help! Go away, you monsters! Go away!" "Jason, I'm sorry! I'll open the door! Please, save me!" Jasmine and Wade's screams and pleas came from within the vehicle, but the thick layer of armor stopped their voices from traveling too far. Soon, the zombies' deafening roars drowned out their pleas. The vehicle was nothing but a sitting duck for the zombies. Meanwhile, I hid in the shadows of the ruins, watching the scene unfold with vindictive satisfaction. My eyes held nothing but indifference as I held the blue-colored orig

The zombie's claws ripped through the soldier's throat, causing blood to spray everywhere. Dustin screamed and ran for the third floor. Emilia tried to go after him, but she was blocked by another zombie. As she dodged desperately, her arm was slashed by the zombie. Now. I squeezed the trigger. My bullet went through the zombie's skull with precision. Black blood spurted from it, and the zombie collapsed with a thud. Emilia froze, looking in the direction my bullet came from. I fired again, taking out the threat to her left.

RATATATATAT—! The heavy machine gun spat fire, and the bullets tore into the massive Tier 2 zombie—but they only drew a few splatters of blood. And they only made it angrier. "ROOOAAAR—!!!" The Tier 2 zombie roared, hurling its steel I-beam like a javelin. WHOOSH—CRUNCH! A dirt bike trying to turn was flattened—rider and all—into a smear of meat. Screams, gunfire, and monstrous roars echoed through the once-silent factory.

Fiona's fingernails had left deep crescent marks on the soft skin of his arm. Touching my child was the one line nobody could cross. Every protective instinct I had ignited at once. I grabbed a fistful of Fiona's hair and was about to drag her down when Jasper kicked me to the floor. "Are you ever going to stop?" he shouted. "You're acting like a lunatic." He grabbed the glass from the nightstand and smashed it over my head. The world tilted. Blood ran down my forehead in a warm, steady stream, dripping onto the white floor one drop at a time. Whatever was left inside me died in that moment.

I casually tossed the grenade up and down in my hand like a ball before hurling it toward the car where Scarface was hiding. By the time Scarface managed to shove away the zombies around him, his entire body had already erupted into flames. He staggered around screaming in agony, desperately trying to find water to put himself out. But there was nothing here that could save him. I watched expressionlessly as he burned into a charred corpse before collapsing onto the ground. I wondered how many survival points the system would reward me after destroying this many zombies at once. Thinking about that, I turned and walked back toward the estate.

"let's go!"- Bobby All of us rush to the 1st floor and like what we expected there were too many zombies here! it is like a tsunami of zombies! "hold your grounds!"- Sunny because of the number of zombies that are rushing to us I decided to use my wooden shield the zombies come and I block it an attack by raising my shield and Bhlezy follow up it by stabbing the eyes of the zombie the other too is doing great like the combination of David and Jimboy

' Diane told me while she was fighting since I can hear her breathing fast. 'What is it?' I asked. 'Their eyes were dead, they were like zombies, like someone was controlling them. How could this happen and what is this sorcery all about? Zombies? 'Just continue monitoring them, I would find a way to stop those who are throwing fireballs' I told her, I really need to kill them so that the people inside won't suffer and their fear would be lessened. It's okay to feel scared sometimes but this is different.

In this critical moment, the tension reached its peak, and we were ready to fight the approaching zombie swarm. With a firm voice, the second assault squad responded, “Action ready, Beta!” Simultaneously, the underground traps activated. A powerful explosion echoed out, shaking the surrounding ground. The unbelievably loud sound of the explosion made my heart beat faster. As the ground beneath the zombies' feet began to crack, my lips grinned in satisfaction. We trapped them back into the ground, disappearing in the suddenly opened cracks. However, my excitement didn't end there. The cannon squad soon activated a bomb that exploded the bodies of the zombies. The fusion of cannonballs with gu

‘MATE! Well, holy shit! I would have thought this was a dream, had it not been for the fact that her mouth has also dropped, just like mine. She can feel it too! How come we didn’t feel it until now? How come we didn’t sense that back in the alley? Or even a few minutes ago? ‘WHO CARES! GO TO MATE!’. Zaire yells in my head, loud enough to make me flinch.