Zombie Apocalypse Game Novels & Stories

"As in, a horde of zombies is going to group and will go to the places where the others are?" Brandon was taken aback. He looked at Jarvis, stunned. "Yes, how'd you know?" Jarvis shrugged his shoulders. "It was because I saw it a lot while playing apocalypse games." Hearing his explanation, Brandon faked his cough. "Anyway, that's what we think of. If it's real, those safe places were in danger." No one spoke. It was as heavy as they could imagine.

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

Bones and blood… Dark and twilight demons. It’s cold. It’s so cold. No feeling. Cold – at least I’m used to that. The zombie sat motionless six feet from the brightly burning campfire and stared at it with an unblinking gaze. Damn flames. I hate fire. Fire burns my blood. It eats up my spirit.

, The virtual farmer screamed with a frown on his face. "You're getting quite bossy aren't you. Just gimme a hoe or something!". Letting out a deep sigh, while trying hard not to toss the phone out the window. I was really frustrated!! "Permanent weapon chosen. First harvest has begun, you have twenty-four hours to collect the item", the mascot disappeared and a pair of eyes appeared. The game closed by itself after a twenty-four hour count down appeared. That night, I slept believing what Bev had told me. It was probably spammers.... Or so I thought...

Lila had already gotten enough resources to last her up to three lifetimes. But apparently, that wouldn't be enough anymore, since she now had Adrian with her and was expecting three more. Going to another city to get resources was something that could wait. But she didn't have anything doing anyway, so why not now that the zombies haven't evolved. In her past life, zombies evolved to level two after a month into the apocalypse. There was heavy rain then, and people had rejoiced at getting water.

I can’t believe I’m crying my eyes out over a horror game! [‘Me and My Ghost Grandkids’, the big family-feels reality special, just dropped!] [Bro, this horror game just turned into a cozy grandma sitcom! And I’m obsessed!] [Horror games aren’t just slashes and scares. There are some heartwarming scenes too!] [Grandma’s a real life coach… No, a ghost-life coach!] [The scene is so heartwarming! I hereby rename this level ‘Cozy Dorm: Grandma and Her Ghost Grandkids’!]

" Lucas roared while pointing a finger at me, his eyes filled with nothing but absolute disgust. Jeffrey lifted a foot and kicked my knee forcefully, forcing me to fall before Alison. "Juliet, I've warned you not to play games. If you lay another finger on Alison, I will end you and feed you to the zombies immediately." I could still remember the very first time I was shoved into a swarm of zombies three months ago. Alison said she needed white roses for her late mother's grave. Specifically, she wanted those from the zombie-infested zone. I gave my all in picking them and bringing them back for her, only for her to throw them into the trash right away, claiming that they stank of zombies an

My mind went into a downward spiral, thinking up ways to survive a crazy, zombie apocalypse. 1.) Machetes instead of guns, that way I won't run out of ammo. 2.) Find reliable allies. Let's see, Rick has Daryl in The Walking Dead and Roberta has Addy in Z-Nation. Ok, so I guess werewolf friends would come in handy if there's ever an outbreak - but can a werewolf become a zombie? SHIT! I don't think I'd survive a zombie-werewolf apocalypse.

"Anyways, I want you two to be ready. My roommate and I are going to get you guys around four. We are going to watch a game at campus. Tyler is playing." "Tyler? Your boyfriend?" “Yeah,” Maggie said. “My boyfriend.” I smiled. “Still weird hearing you say that.” She laughed. “Get used to it.” Before I could answer, I heard footsteps. I looked up and Zaire appeared in the kitchen doorway. He leaned against the frame with his hands in his pockets, pretending he was not listening. He was definitely listening. “So you and your roommate are coming at four?” “Yes.” "Alright." "Okay. I have to go, Seb. I'll see you guys later. And tell Zaire I said hi."

From those that brought you Flashbacks, comes this on edge murder mystery with a stint of romance, yet a handful of suspense. Vamp doesn't fail to send the most realistic message to the readers, shedding some light on some of the most endangering truths about sex, money and drugs. And murder, nevertheless bringing out some light amidst all the darkness. **** Written by Onyemaobi