Zeta Zombie Novels & Stories

She walked toward me, the heels of her white boots clicking with a rhythmic, military precision on the glass floor. "Human?" She tilted her head, her white-gold eyes scanning me with clinical curiosity. "Dante Thorne was a Prime Alpha, Zora. A creature of instinct and territorial aggression. He didn't love you. He was addicted to the way your Void catalyzed his own power. He was a junkie, and you were his ultimate high." "You’re lying," I spat, struggling against the cuffs. The Null-Field surged, sending a sharp, stinging jolt of electricity through my nerves. I gasped, my head falling back against the cold metal of the slab.

Kai’s POV The simulation room was chaos. Zara had let her wolf take control of her. I don't know what triggered that, but she couldn't be stopped. She was killing people all over. Students screamed as the room turned into a flickering mess of lights and collapsing codes. Zara had passed out and had returned to her normal human form with her body jerking off like she had been struck by an invisible lightning. I couldn't think straight, I just ran towards her.

"Dr. Cloude, two more wanderers have been discovered in Zone B7." I raised an eyebrow. "The same pair as before?" "Yes," he replied in a hushed tone. "The man is partially blind. The woman is completely zombified but still conscious. She's restrained." For the past year, Hans and Winnie had wandered like ghosts around the perimeter of various safe zones. The side effects of the first-generation vaccine had turned Winnie into a conscious zombie, while Hans stubbornly took her everywhere seeking medical help. "Should we expel them?"

Ana mutters, and my eyebrows shoot up. In a werewolf community there was a strict chain of command, The Alpha and Luna, the Betas, the Gammas, the Deltas, the Zetas, then the Omegas. Zeta's were former Omegas who managed to climb out of the gutters and gain a position of respect of sorts, most slaves were omegas, most normal people were Zeta's, climbing from Omega to Zeta was no easy feat, but then again it shouldn't be something too difficult when you're sleeping with the Alpha's Whore. Karla smirked, clearly basking in the show of respect. "Do you know what time it is?"

I say grabbing my mug and walking to the couch. Zac follows behind and as I go to sit on the couch he pulls me to his lap. “It all started after a rogue killed my mom when she was on duty. She was the Beta female and one of the best female warriors…” Audrie looks at me with sad eyes, not saying a word, just letting me talk. Zac rests one hand on my thigh as the other lightly draws up and down my back. I don’t bother to sensor anything. I lay it all out. Every single detail.

She just stared straight at Stella’s face. “You said your name is Ella… How can you not be the same person when your name is so similar, and you both have a rare blood type…” Zeta was in a state of disbelief. She even wondered if she was hallucinating from her work exhaustion. Zeta stood up suddenly and, to Stella’s surprise, rushed to the bathroom in the office. She turned on the tap and washed her face with cold water. She looked at the haggard face in the mirror and sobered up a little. Then, she walked back out.

I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head. The crunch of bone. Black blood splattered across my face. The zombie collapsed, but Catherine was already gone. She was still clutching her rosary beads. “It’s not safe anymore,” I said, wiping the blood from my cheek. “The vents are compromised. They can get in from anywhere.” Marcus’s voice shook. “We need Ethan back… only he knows how to reboot the defense system’s manual mode…” Just then, Martha’s wheelchair rolled up. Her face was chalk white.

Three surged toward Jake and Jolie, while the remaining five barreled straight for Julian and Joanna. Jake snapped his hands outward, unleashing his metal ability. The rusted steel rebar inside the shattered concrete barriers groaned, ripping free from the stone like jagged lances. He hurled them forward, impaling the lead zombie through the shoulder, but the Level 2 variant barely flinched, snapping the metal rod with its bare hands and continuing its charge.

The space shattered with the scream, and everyone watched in amazement as the fragments appeared in the space background. Zelda smiles. She is a child, and she is highly confident and arrogant. Zelda was born a super-soldier vampire, and she is no ordinary vampire. When Zelda was an infant, she communicated with Augustus in the hope of saving her life. Family is the only thing that exists, other things, Zelda doesn't care.

" You thought you could escape from me.... Heratte?" Sera's mind went blank and that's when she looks down to find the strange tattoos on Zander's chest shining. Stuttering... looking at him in disbelief, she asks. " Who...who are you...." Zander only growls, fanning his breath on her skin. Making her shiver. His next words made her entire body go numb. " Your death" . . . " The Death Wolf." And with this Zander's incisors extend to long canines. To only root right into Sera's neck and a scream leaves her lips as her blood trails down her neck.