Novel & Cerita Zombie Apocalypse Survivor

I walk through the crowd of people conversely to see the source of danger and my eyes almost bulges out. Zombies swarm across the hole from above the leaking ceiling of the base. Endlessly falling and tumbling to the ground chasing and biting people with their disgustingly sharp teeth..! Blood saturating the ground with rotten smells and tiny worms splattered around the base. "This is the apocalypse?!" I have never seen one before. This is the first. "Help..! Aaaaahh!" A rotting zombie takes hold of a child and is about to bite her. My hand trembles but I pick up my courage and...

But when they looked at me, their eyes were filled with contempt, saying my sister generously gave me the multimillion-dollar inheritance and the estate, yet I showed no gratitude at all. They wondered how the Shaw family had produced such an ungrateful brat. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. Sharon didn’t genuinely want the convenience store. She only knew that in one month, a zombie virus would sweep across the globe. By then, money would be worthless, while the supplies inside that tiny store would become the key to survival. But what Sharon didn’t know was that in the apocalypse, having supplies meant nothing. The real challenge was keeping them in your hands.

I didn't have time to explain everything over the phone. In the end, Emmett chose to believe me. "Alright. I'll buy them right now." After the zombie apocalypse descended on the world in my previous life, guns were hailed as the most important weapons when it came to fighting off the zombies. As a result, survivors often fought over them desperately throughout the apocalypse. Zombies couldn't feel pain at all, so normal attacks did nothing to halt them in their steps. Only by putting a bullet in their head could they be completely annihilated.

I'd never love a woman with no brains like you! He pulled up the ladder entirely and disappeared into the vent. The zombies were getting closer now. I could hear their roars even from where I stood. I shot down a couple that got too close. Through the corner of my eye, I saw Yvonne stood petrified, and she was shaking all over. A zombie lunged at her. I thought it would tear her apart, but Yvonne rolled out of the way, then she snapped up a metal pipe and smashed it down on the zombie.

While doing this someone drive in with a big van and enter their community and shot a bazooka to blow off all the zombies. Everybody was so surprised and was thinking that who could that be? they were all beeping through the window. Those people killed all the zombies and the person that drive get down from the van and sit on the van. Then he bring out a mic saying. "Everybody you have to listen to me if you are still alive come out right now, there going to be a new rules here, we are back to the deadly world, we are the only one that can save you, we will save you all if you want to be saved, you have to follow us but if you want to die you stay here. Because another set of zombies are com

Five years of surviving that living hell had left me scarred, hardened, and desperate to avoid repeating the nightmare. Yet here they were, reacting to the apocalypse like kids being promised a trip to an amusement park. It was a bizarre, surreal realization: even though I was a time-traveling survivor with a system running in my head, I was somehow the most sane person in this room. ​I swallowed the dry lump in my throat, holding his manic, bloodthirsty gaze, and opened my mouth to speak. ​"Zombies," I said, my voice deadpan and chillingly serious. "It's going to be a zombie apocalypse."

Fucking hell… I forced myself to move and followed behind him in silence as we made our way to the next street. John's house was only a few metres away from where I stood and my legs slowed as I stared at the apartment for a while. “Is something wrong?” He asked and I shook my head. Everything was ruined anyway; the buildings had fallen, and there was no doubt that no one was in these houses. We kept going when we heard screams from the other side and we exchanged glances at once. One nod was all we needed as we rushed towards the sound. There were about twenty survivors who ran from the zombies. One of them, however, was on the floor, her face stricken with fear as she looked at something i

When the Program told me I could return, I felt no joy. Only emptiness. The next time I opened my eyes, I was staring at a white hospital ceiling. Machines beeped beside me, and my throat burned as if I had been asleep for years. A nurse saw me wake and rushed over. “You’re safe,” she said. “You were caught in a dockside explosion. Sophia Lane didn’t survive.” My fingers tightened against the sheet. Sophia was dead. Before I could speak, the nurse added, “There was another survivor. A young man named Luca. He woke up this morning.”

Jane was the first to react, cursing at me, “You bitch, what nonsense are you spouting—an ability? Go die!” David immediately turned to Victor with forced respect. “Mr. Kane, my nephew has a fever. He’s probably about to awaken an ability too. Please kill Apple and avenge my son! Our whole family will follow you to the death and do whatever you command!” “I can die right now.” I looked Victor straight in the eye. “No one knows how many years this apocalypse will last. But I can promise you this—you won’t find anyone else who can give you clean water as quickly as I can.”

I was reborn and sent back to three weeks before the zombie virus outbreak. In my previous life, a zombie virus suddenly broke out in my city on Christmas Eve. The entire city collapsed within two days. I was an orphan. My parents had died in a car accident, and I used their compensation money to open a supermarket. Before the zombie virus spread completely, I built a makeshift shelter inside my supermarket. I took in Victoria Blake, a young woman I admired, out of kindness, but she ended up betraying me.