Zombie Apocalypse Survival Novels & Stories

"In the late stages of the apocalypse, anti-inflammatory medicine will be the hardest to find. We should stock up now. Later, a single pill could be worth a cow." Mom bought a large supply of medicine from dealers—anti-inflammatories, cold and flu remedies, painkillers, antibiotics, bandages, disinfectants, thermometers, and more. I silently reviewed my chemistry formulas for the exam, paying no mind to the ridiculous stockpiling. Giselle reinforced the doors and windows and even installed solar panels on the balcony. Zombies later would chew through power lines, and the city would experience massive blackouts. Still, idiots would remain as idiots no matter how many times they were reborn.

“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.”

You think there is no tomorrow because they want it over as soon as possible. Under Brandon's unwavering leadership, they remained undeterred by the challenges they faced, fueled by the knowledge that their efforts could mean the difference between life and death for countless others. Hannah, Marcky, and Brandon ventured into the surrounding community, their mission being to clear the area of any lingering threats. Armed with their weapons and fueled by a sense of purpose, they methodically swept through the streets, eliminating any remaining zombies that crossed their path. With Jarvis's keen ability to detect the presence of the undead, they moved with caution and precision, ensuring the s

“How do we kill them?” “Like this--” Zael grabs the nearest gun and shoots the zombie in the head --“just like the movies. But their blood is poisonous to us, so be careful.” “So,” I say and sit on the edge of a chair. “What do we do now? We’re stuck. We don’t know how many humans and zombies are in there waiting for us, and we can’t go back. Do we keep fighting and hope we make it?” “No.” Zael turns to me. “No. That’s not an option. We have to survive or our queens are doomed. Send in your wolves.”

"Unfortunately, a virus was accidentally leaked from a microscopic biology facility, and the infection's propagation has become widespread. Anyone infected with this virus will lose their sanity and transform into something resembling a cannibal. This virus has been reported to spread in the human body for around thirty-six hours. Symptoms include coughing, sneezing hard as if you have rhinitis, excessive weariness, dehydration, and yellowing of the body's skin. This is to inform you that you should remain in your homes till further notice is given. Avoid interaction with anybody and try not to go out as much as possible. The rescuers will arrive at any time and take you one by one. Just wai

It’s about noon and Zane is walking down a highway littered with decaying cars. As he approached a nearby city, most of the cars had cracked or broken windshields. Sometimes he saw the odd humvee or a tank, they made great shelters for nighttime. This is the western apocalypse and it has been hell. He is about 5 '7 with long blonde hair blowing in the wind, a sturdy build, blue eyes with a narrow face, He wears a trench coat to stay warm and has a backpack of limited supplies. He travels alone mostly, at the start he traveled in groups of survivors of twenty to thirty people but they all succumbed to becoming food of the Pales.

The blandest woman who spoke before still looked freaked answered again, “Because my boss doesn’t have the butler or his charge’s phone so we have no way to contact them, and with the zombies running around we were too afraid to spend the night out here.” Alexander sneered as he looked at their cars which were military grade vehicles, finding it hard to believe that they couldn’t spend the night in those, after all the zombie apocalypse just broke out twelve hours ago and most of the zombies couldn’t even break through a normal door much less a military grade vehicle.

she convinced herself. “I don't need you" she muttered. The system disappeared. She looked at her calander... Still three years before the apocalypse. She circle the date. She brought out a note book, “I need to get everything under my control" She jotted down, when the apocalypse came, the date zombie appeared, the first building she that collapsed the safe house, the location where supplies her hidden, the place she went to get the crystal. She looked at the paper, a smile escape her lips.

A lot of the remaining merchandise is scattered around the floor or turned on its side on its shelf, having been overlooked during the first couple weeks of the zombie apocalypse. Aaron holds up a can of horseradish sauce and grimaces before setting it back down on the shelf. We don't have room to carry back any condiments that we don't have much use for. Things like horseradish, relish, or honey mustard sauce aren't a necessity and can't keep someone nourished and alive. Aaron climbs up the shelf to look at the top row, and he comes back down with three dented cans of baked beans that somebody missed. He drops them into my basket with a smile.

"Okay! I know I'm heartless, I know I'm not a good man, but please and please, please let me go with you. I have nothing left here okay." Those that survive in that community everybody pack their things and run out from the community. Then the head of the family go with Fred. They drove off, going to the lab. On their way going, they saw so many zombies. But not scared of it, because it couldn't bite them. They just drove and pass. they plan were ruined. All their plan before, was to dig a big hole and draw all the zombie into the hole, then burn them, so that they can destroy them all.