Zombie Apocalypse Survivor Novels & Stories

"Dr. Cloude, two more wanderers have been discovered in Zone B7." I raised an eyebrow. "The same pair as before?" "Yes," he replied in a hushed tone. "The man is partially blind. The woman is completely zombified but still conscious. She's restrained." For the past year, Hans and Winnie had wandered like ghosts around the perimeter of various safe zones. The side effects of the first-generation vaccine had turned Winnie into a conscious zombie, while Hans stubbornly took her everywhere seeking medical help. "Should we expel them?"

I heard a mutated beast swallowed him during a supply raid before he could even seek revenge. Five years later, as the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thick clouds and shone upon the earth, an excited voice blared over the loudspeaker. "Attention survivors! The National Academy of Sciences has successfully developed a serum to kill the zombie virus! The apocalypse is over! We have won!" Cheers erupted from the base. I stood on the city wall, watching the sun slowly rise in the distance. My parents, still full of energy, stood beside me. Dad patted my shoulder, saying with a grin, "Sweetie, how about we have a feast to celebrate tonight?"

"There was no food left at home. But you and Dad survived three months on something, didn't you? Don't think I don't know what you ate. You didn't even spare the bones. Are you even human anymore?" The apocalypse had destroyed most order, but cannibalism remained absolutely forbidden. Anyone caught would be thrown out permanently. When investigators questioned them, Amber and Dad claimed Mom had simply disappeared. But they both knew exactly what happened to her. "I have video of you two carving up her body. Keep your mouth shut if you want to stay here." Her sobbing stopped instantly. She stared at me, eyes wide with shock. "How did you…" I smiled coldly. "Stop worrying about what I know, a

Their fear of the gang faded. When the fighting ended, six bodies were on the ground. Four from the Titan Gang, two from the building. Zoey frowned at the sight. As a doctor, she knew those two might survive with a proper operating room, medication, and blood. In this world, none of that existed. She let out a quiet sigh. "So this is the apocalypse, huh?"

For the first time since my rebirth, I stepped beyond the Sanctuary’s safety. And I saw them. Two survivors — a man and a woman, clothes torn, faces streaked with grime and blood. Behind them, the shadows writhed. The first wave of the undead. I froze. The simulation had ended days ago. This wasn’t a test. This was real. ⸻ The woman stumbled, crying out as one of the creatures lunged. Instinct took over. “Chronostasis!” Time shattered around me like glass. The world stilled. The zombies froze mid-lunge, suspended in grotesque motion.

The infected weren’t the only threat anymore. That much had become clear over the past few weeks. It wasn’t just the shambling hordes of zombies that kept me awake at night, but the survivors—the desperate ones, the ones who had lost too much, the ones who saw others as nothing more than resources to take.

Narrowing her eyes, she asked, "Zayla, he's the one who saved you? But I heard that after the first rescue team left Zone A, the zombies went into a frenzy. By the time the second team arrived, no one who had been left behind in Zone A had survived. How did you make it out?" I wasn't entirely sure what she was getting at. Shrugging, I said, "Does it matter? I'm alive. That's enough." "Of course it matters. The virus wasn't even in Zone A before, and then suddenly, right after you announced your engagement, the outbreak started? A little too convenient, don't you think?" She let the implication hang in the air before adding, "The apocalypse is beyond our control, but we can't rule out the pos

He attempts to remove the zombie from his chest, but his arms aren't powerful enough, and all he can do is lie there on the ground and wait for someone to rescue him. I refuse to worry about Aaron, my savior, and the other soldiers while I take out the remaining zombies that surround the car. Worrying will only hamper my ability to hit my target, and I can't afford to waste bullets; we don't have the ammunition to spare. When the final zombie drops to the ground with a bullet in its head, I cautiously climb down from the roof of the car to take in the damage around me.

“I had to push him away, then he finally let go while I try to buy him some time. I was surrounded, but I still fixed my gazed at his back making sure he escapes. Suddenly, he stopped and turned to look at me, he made a mistake by picking up a gun to fight off the zombies. He didn't last long, eventually, they crowded him and I heard his high-pitched scream. Those beast tore him apart. “At that moment a zombie bit my hand, I knew I was going to turn, but I won't go down alone, I fought until my last breath. While I was weakened by the zombie bite, I caught a glance of my brother's shattered body laying in a pool of blood, my life ended that day. "After a while I opened my eyes again but in a

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."