Zombie Addison Novels & Stories

But that didn’t escalate our shock, this did. We started to hear movement somewhere around the store. Ambrose was behind us, he tried to move closer, and ‘tripped’ on something and fell. Hannah pointed her torch only for us to see that a zombie held Ambrose’s leg, before any action could be taken, the zombie dug her teeth into Ambrose’s leg which made him let out a scream of horror. “Fuck!!!” I yelled and grabbed a fire extinguisher and smashed it into the Zombie’s head as she was moving towards us.

Shortly after, his face wore a delighted expression. "Biggy has been upgraded to become a Rank 10 Zombie!" "White Doll has been upgraded to become a Rank 10 Zombie!" "Scarlet has been upgraded to become a Rank 10 Zombie!" "Rayne has been upgraded to become a Rank 10 Zombie!" "Sven has been upgraded to become a Rank 10 Zombie!" "Skeletal Lady has been upgraded to become a Rank 10 Zombie!" "Rexy has been upgraded to become a Rank 10 Zombie!" "The 18 Sharp-Clawed Zombies have been upgraded to become Rank 9 Zombies!"

She couldn't help but poke it, and the feel was also very good. I don't want to be shot in the stomach no matter how it looks. But in her memory, the scene of four bullet holes bleeding outward was too clear, and the bright red blood seemed to be right in front of her. She shook her head and poked again to confirm that it was really intact. Really crazy, is it possible that there is a fifth generation of zombies that carry a virus that causes hallucinations, and this boy in front of me is actually a zombie? She patted her face to make herself more conscious.

What she failed to see was that it had all been hard-earned through my own efforts and sacrifices. Over the years of fighting alongside Shawn, I knew exactly how he thought. I told him straight, "In 13 days, the zombies will appear. The serum from the Westfound lab has leaked, and the world is about to face a crisis." As expected, Shawn looked at me like I was crazy, but he didn't outright call me insane. "You're Shawn Decker. Your parents are district commanders, and your grandfather is…" I raised my finger, pointing to the top. "He's the second-in-command."

I whispered without identifying myself. “Vickie? What the…” he mumbled as he struggled to get his bearings. “I’m in my office and don’t know what to do. Everyone else is asleep. They’re going up the stairs and using the elevator.” “Stay put, I’m coming.” “Everyone else is asleep. The vampires were weakened by some powder they breathed in while tracking down the zombies. I don’t know how much help they’ll be.” “My deputy, Eddie, has helped me trap a zombie or two. I’ll grab him and be over in about fifteen minutes.”

He wanted to say something but it seemed the words were too big to utter. "My heartfelt condolences to everyone who lost someone to the wicked act of this notorious city hunter. We will no more call her the city hunter. That will be like praising a criminal. She is a zombie" Mayor Mount took a deep breath. "And zombie should not be allowed to exist within our society. Zombie kills, they are all about apocalypse. She wants to ruin us. We will ruin her before she ruins us. I urge everyone that ever comes across the zombie killer to inform the security operatives immediately. Do not harbor the zombie killer. She is our enemy. An enemy of Newland" Mayor Mount said as closure and walked out of th

Thompson was sat in the driver’s seat staring straight ahead, crimson fluid stained his front and was pooled in his lap. “Fuck, someone better ring the Boss.” Addison stood in his kitchen in shock, his phone falling from his hand onto the floor. His cousin, second in command and life -long friend was dead. He and Len were brought up together, more like brothers than cousins, and now he was gone. His first and overriding emotion was anger but he need to reign that in if he was going to control this situation. Grabbing his phone from the floor he called his brother William, he had been with Thompson and was the most level headed of the men who had been watching Crozier’s apartment. William ans

"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?"

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

I grimaced. Just as the body fell and the first wolf recovered, the bedroom door flew open as Addison let loose a decorative yellow bytownite feldspar that had been sitting on a dresser in the room next to a lamp. It hit the first one with a gun square in the head as he tumbled backwards. Ada and Abby tackled the other Beta with a gun as Addison shifted and took out the throat of one more, blood spraying the room. The first Zeta tried to pick up the gun that had fallen to the ground , but I used the momentum of the other attacker to knock him back.