Zombie Air Novels & Stories

I said, "I've been reborn. In my past life, I died three years after the zombie outbreak. "These are records of my purchases before the zombie outbreak. In a year, the safe zone will be overrun by a large wave of zombies. We have to prepare in advance." He took my phone and looked at it in surprise. "Do you know the cause of the virus, then?" "That had yet to be discovered when I died." He fell briefly silent. "There are missiles and infrared systems outside the safe zone, and we have satellites monitoring the zombies' movements. Whatever you highlighted won't happen."

Behind them, there was a small group of about five people, but I still felt outnumbered. I felt my body tremble and hugged myself; I feeling more unsure of myself than ever. I averted my eyes, feeling guilty. They already know, I told myself. I stared at the ground, trying to make some of that guilt go away, but instead a singed hand came into my view. More guilt came over me at the thought of all the dead bodies and how bad they looked. I looked closer, trying to make myself feel better by identifying the awful bodies of vampires we fought earlier.

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

I can't hear or see anything but the zombies, and I want to help, but I don't know what to do. Tobe screams and I whirl, looking for danger. A zombie's shuffling out of the wheat field behind us. She's been infected for a long time; her skin is soft and mushy looking, and there are several bleeding and oozing pustules all over her mostly naked body. She's almost bald, and one of her eyes is missing.

Becky was happy to see her sister enjoying herself. Their next visitors announced themselves by their noisome stench—undead corporeal revenants or zombies. As they passed by the locker, Millie shook her wand at them, but nothing she did could remove their smells of rotting carrion and odoriferous human offal. This night, the zombies did not rush and eat the humans they encountered. Becky wondered whether they weren’t as hungry as usual. She need not have felt concerned as they stormed the space across from her family’s unit and brought out a few of the coffins stored there, intending to eat their contents. When they opened the coffins and gorged themselves on the vampires’ bodies, leaving a

All he could tell was that those zombies were there, waiting for their next victim, and it was only based on the sounds Liam could hear from the inside. As the suffocating air inside the room makes Liam feel more like he wants to go outside, as the light starts to flicker and it feels like the electricity is starting to go out, not only that, but the zombies outside the store are still roaming around. The days have been blurred for Liam, and the feeling of abandonment is starting to become even more certain. The hope he had once been holding on to is now starting to burst like a bubble in the air. Liam sat down on the chair, becoming more and more depressed. The despair he felt was like want

I demanded, becoming irritated. For a few moments we sat in silence, in a staring competition. I glared at him and he finally gave in and sighed. “There are a few ways. The most common way is to remove an essential organ, such as by beheading or tearing out someone’s heart or lungs. Simply injuring the organ doesn’t work, as werewolves can just heal. But removing it completely is a guarantee for death. Another common way is poisoning by wolfsbane. Our pack sometimes shoots darts filled with wolfsbane at enemies to get it into their bodies quickly. But you can also die from eating it or if it’s pushed into an open wound.”

It lifts him off the ground “No” I’m screaming over and over again, “don’t do this.” But the monster won’t stop. Zac doesn’t know what’s happening but he can tell by the worry in my voice that something is wrong. The monster lets out a ferocious roar before biting Zac’s arm off and swallowing it. Zac lets out a painful scream before fainting, than the monster swallows him whole.

Everyone's expression was blank so I was forced to explain the unique madness I had thought of. I stand in front. "Listen everyone. Since Mr. Gunford wants a theme for the anniversary, I think... The zombie theme game is good. It's a survival game just like Z-Land from Yuno." "What? It's a game?" Benedict asked as if the boredom was gone. "Yes! Like Manila Outbreak! It's a chasing game with tons of participants." "Care to tell us the details?" asked President Gunford. I explained to everyone the whole mechanics of the activity. The choice of the place where the activity will take place. Must be deserted or uninhabited, wide and many twists and turns.

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.