Zombie Apocalypse Books Novels & Stories

I remained silent at the front, with my gun raised and ready the whole time. The emergency lights in the research lab flickered on and off, and the air stank of blood and decay. Distant growls of the zombies rumbled through the halls. We were about to reach the exit when a familiar wail cut through the darkness. "Help… Please, help me!" I took a closer look and saw Esmeralda pinned against a wall by three zombies, their teeth sinking into her. Her right arm had been ripped off, blood gushing like a fountain.

Jane was the first to react, cursing at me, “You bitch, what nonsense are you spouting—an ability? Go die!” David immediately turned to Victor with forced respect. “Mr. Kane, my nephew has a fever. He’s probably about to awaken an ability too. Please kill Apple and avenge my son! Our whole family will follow you to the death and do whatever you command!” “I can die right now.” I looked Victor straight in the eye. “No one knows how many years this apocalypse will last. But I can promise you this—you won’t find anyone else who can give you clean water as quickly as I can.”

With these, my parents could also awaken their abilities, and we would truly have the power to protect ourselves in the apocalypse. "Damn it... I took care of those two bastards, but I forgot about you." The bald leader was about to rush up and smash the door when a deafening roar suddenly echoed from the alley entrance. The fresh smell of blood had attracted an even larger group of zombies. Countless zombies surged forward like a tide, their glowing red eyes particularly eerie in the darkness. "Boss! Zombies are here! Run!" Terrified, the remaining henchmen dragged the still-frenzied bald leader away.

" I looked at the three blue vials that appeared in my hand and smiled. With these, Mom and Dad could awaken their superpowers, so we'd finally have the power to protect ourselves in this apocalypse. "Damn it… I almost forgot about you while dealing with the two losers." The bald leader was about to charge forward and hack at the door when a deafening roar erupted from the end of the street. The fresh scent of blood had drawn an even larger horde. Zombies poured in like a tidal wave, and their glowing red eyes were a terrifying sight in the darkness. "Boss, the zombies are here! Run!" The remaining tugs were scared out of their wits. They grabbed their raving leader and bolted, while the lat

Meanwhile, the zombies had already begun swarming up from below. The Soldatos immediately fired their submachine guns continuously, putting so many bullet holes in the attacking zombies they might as well have been sieves. Papa's back was broad and reliable in this apocalyptic world. I feared nothing as long as he was there beside me. When we finally rushed out of the apartment building, I realized that the scene outside was far more horrific than I had ever imagined. The streets were littered with burning vehicles and mangled corpses missing a limb or two, and zombies swarmed the streets in hordes.

After Julian died, the horde in the hallway did not leave. The dozens of zombies devoured every bit of Julian's flesh and blood, but they still lingered outside the penthouse. They could smell a living person through the crack under the door. Bang! Bang! The zombies began throwing themselves against the front door. But by the thirtieth day of the zombie apocalypse and a month of neglect, with Julian's frantic pounding and the zombies' relentless attacks, the door finally gave way. Metal groaned under the strain. And then…

INVENTORY FULL. The notification blinked softly. All five storage slots were occupied: bottled water, canned food, batteries, antibiotics, and fuel stabilizer. Even with the inventory system, it still didn’t feel like enough. Food. Medicine. Heat. Fuel. Weapons. Civilization collapsed because ordinary things disappeared first. Water. Electricity. Insulin. Then people followed. A child somewhere nearby started crying. The sound scraped unexpectedly against Evelyn’s nerves. In her first life, children were the first to disappear from stores.

Dan immediately fell silent. In the days that followed, I didn’t rush to kill them. After all, in an apocalypse where supplies were scarce and manpower even scarcer, labor was a valuable resource. I fitted both of them with electronic shackles and put them to work, clearing zombies around the villa complex, tending the vegetable garden, and doing laundry.

The noise of the guns and the screaming of the people in that community attract so many zombies. Bunch of zombies started growling and banding at the gate. One of the guard escaped from the fighting scene and he was so pissed seeing the way Mr. Albert and Roman was beating the rest of the guards then he rushed to the gate and opened it for the zombies to come in. He was the first person to be devour by the zombies. So many people were killed by the zombies, everyone was running for their lives Gun men community was no longer safe for any living soul, so many people were devour by zombies they couldn't protect themselves, they all look helpless.

I’d been up all night studying both ancient and modern texts to help me to understand and possibly find a cure for zombism. After multiple lengthy conversations with my lover and fellow doctor, Peter, and my very good friend, Megan, - who was a wickedly knowledgeable witch and zombie hunter - I’d concluded that, like vampirism, zombism was caused by a virus. My belief was reinforced by the fact that Peter had secretly given me an inoculation to prevent zombism – in a very sly and naughty way, I might add - before he felt comfortable and confident enough to share the facts about the world I was living in with me. The inoculation consisted of a low dose of the vampire virus. It wasn’t enough