Zombie Apocalypse Hentai Novels & Stories

Brie felt her hands begin to shake with fright as wet blood was painted wherever Mr Anderson touched. His fingers slid along the glass, clawing, trying to get to her. He was infected. He was gone. "Adam!" She cried, not being able to wait any longer. He came rushing up the stairs, his face red from standing up too quickly. His hair stuck up in different directions and he had marks from his pillow. The banging stopped for a moment, followed by a dry heave. Brie watched as Mr Anderson's silhouette hovered by the window, bending over and vomiting violently on their porch.

Maybe if I look at the buildings. The abandoned buildings around me were trashed when the apocalypse started. I remember when the first outbreak was reported, the infected were ripping people’s throats out. I always thought the apocalypse would have been caused by zombies but it’s not. Get this, the apocalypse started because of vampires and not the twilight kind of vampires. No these vampires don’t have glittery skin or look even remotely attractive. These vampires have rotten skin from the lack of food and their eyes are black bottomless pits. These monsters can go out in the sun without the fear of their skin burning. Their nails look like thick wires protruding from their fingertips remi

Mia looked like she was binge-watching peak drama. The revenants lit up and started pushing Darkblood Count to haul me back to our room to rest. Flushed scarlet, he scooped me up and muttered, "What are you even saying? I didn't touch you last night!" He was definitely thinking, 'Seriously? We just met. No way stuff shows that fast. You're a wolf, not a rabbit.' I snuggled in and gave his abs a cheeky squeeze. "Well, if you wanna touch me now, I'm game. Do you like pup or little bat?"

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.

My teammates hit me with a string of question marks when my hero stood idle and failed to hold the base. Frustrated, I quit the game and opened WhatsApp. The message was from Jacob Zeller, who lived downstairs from me. He was my roommate in college. There were four of us sharing a dorm, and we were pretty tight. While we were interning, we decided to job hunt together and moved into a cheaper apartment to lower our rent. Once everyone had a job, our hours were all over the place, so we each got an apartment to keep from getting in each other's way. We still grab a meal together from time to time.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming.

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.

“I know. I do trust you on some level, Ryan. I do want answers. Why did you hunt me down and bring me here?” “One, I told you I’d come back for you. I meant that. I also meant it when I said you are the only girl I want. Two, I need you to have kids. Female zombies can’t have children. They can get pregnant, but they can’t keep the pregnancy. The fetus is human because that’s how all zombies start out. The female zombies bodies attack the human fetus.” “So, zombies need human females to have kids?” “Yes. I need heirs, and I want you to be the mother of my kids. We can raise them together and be a couple.”

I did the research. On my whole lower arm, these are my favorite monsters in fiction: Dracula, Frankenstein's Monster, the Hunchback of Notre Dame, and course, a zombie. If you can see more closely it's a picture of me—zombified. Aww, thanks so much, Zeke. It just sounds funny when you say 'sexy zombie.'

"Why is it so loud this early..." His voice was cut off. On the screen back in the bunker, Julian's pupils widened. He froze as if someone had cast a curse on him. The once-bustling downtown streets had become a hellscape. Burning vehicle wrecks were everywhere. Torn flesh and innards littered the ground, and hundreds, maybe thousands, of bloodstained zombies staggered through the streets. One zombie lay sprawled on the hood of a sedan, greedily gnawing on a human leg.