Zombie Apocalypse Story Examples Novels & Stories

They both became zombies after five minutes and that's how it started, the old man knees was trembling and his hand was shaking when while telling them the story when zombies got started in the town. The sky gets darker and darker. They are all scared that night but the old man told them to be calm. The zombies can't see, they are like blind people walking in the dark during night. They can only hear at night but vice versa when its morning. The abandoned train where they stayed the whole night is long, there are windows and doors. If all of those are locked the zombies can't go inside of it. But that midnight, Adam wake up to check on the doors and windows. He saw the last window opened. He

“It was at that. We had countries targeting us with germ warfare and us targeting them back. Third world countries were fighting with each other, the nuclear war, and then an alien invasion. Calling it a crazy time is putting it mildly.” “So, the aliens are mush,” Imogene said as she poured more hot water into her teacup. “What’s on today’s agenda.” “The human zombies,” Kendra offered. “My aunt wants to test her cure on them.” Vernon’s excitement showed in his voice as he said, “If it works, we’ll have three more warriors to help us with our mission.” Imogene leaned against the counter. “How is it administered? Is it airborne like the virus?”

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.

she asked as they carefully slipped behind a large boulder and looked down upon the modest sized alien settlement. Even though it was modest, it was still impressive. The walls were lined with barbed wire that made the community look more like a prison than a place of residence. Looking off in the distance, they soon learned the reason for the set up. With eyes wide with surprise, they watched as several zombies cooperated with each other to create a mound high enough for one of them to climb over the wall. When it reached the top and grabbed onto the wire, a visible jolt of electricity practically fried it to a crisp. “Zombies can do things like that?” Kendra said with alarm.

I initially thought my teammates would welcome me, and my wife would hug me, but instead, the vehicle's door was firmly locked. Roars belonging to high-tier zombies came from every direction. Overhead, micro drones trained their cams on me, showing the camp's survivors how wounded and in despair I was. Wade Carter, Jasmine Cole's male best friend, was a useless bum who couldn't muster the guts to kill even a single, regular zombie even though it'd been three years since the apocalypse.

She summoned him with her hand to follow her out of the room. She’d barely closed the door behind herself when Ebenezer began to speak with breathless urgency. “That evil boy of mine has my great, great, great, great, grandson. ’Tis time to call for help.” To her sorrow and dismay, he told of his frustration over being helpless to do anything for Edwin and Tim when they were taken by Malcolm’s vampires. His voice choked with emotion when he relayed how Tim’s neck was snapped just before he was about to give Malcolm the information that Edwin so stubbornly refused to give. She shuddered as he told of the vampires draining Tim’s blood before taking him to a pig farm in the Hamptons and tossin

“Our bunker suddenly has a f-king lot of appeal. We could leave the world to implode and run away home. Spend the apocalypse f-king…” “There might not be a world left if we do that,” Sigrid pointed out using Greg’s shoulders to balance as she rose to her feet and then offering him her hand and lifting him to his feet. “Whilst the Van Helsings and the werewolves fight over who should live and who should die, this zombie virus could spread and spread and spread. By the time we decide to leave the bunker and check on the world, there might be only zombies left, and if that woman from the shop is any example to go by, zombie is not a food source that I find appetizing.”

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.

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

"And you have pissed me off." He believes me. Suddenly he believes every horror story he has been told since he was a little boy. That they were all true: the dead things hungering for the warm living flesh; the bony hand coming out of the closet in the black of night; the monsters from another page of reality, the unturned page--who could look so human, so cute. He reaches for his gun. Too slowly, much too.