Zombie Betulan Novels & Stories

Zombie ➡ Dude, don't do that! . Billy➡ Sorry guys, I couldn't resist. . Johnson ➡ What's up? . Billy➡ Fine o, so you guys are packing? . Zombie ➡ Yes man, I'm gonna miss the bitches. . Billy➡ That's all you know bitches. . Zombie ➡ So? Besides I want my tombstone to be written " he enjoyed his life with women, weed and alcohol. " That's the life and you that you're talking, didn't have fun with Sophia?

to express his joy. After a while, Ava's resentment and Cheng's satisfaction ends when the girl shrieked in surprise. Her eyes never leave the picture of the apple green skin that covered some of her flesh. One of her feet and some of her fingers reveal a bare-bones view. "I am a zombie?" Her face twisted in confusion... [Even the name is “Z system” it's a written you will have an appearance of a zombie!"] Cheng palms his forehead in strain. Firmly believe that she is somewhat foolish in certain things just a little bit more talkative than her mother...

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.

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.

“Something is not right with these people. Those people… they are biting each other. If you go out, who knows who will bite you? So, for now, let’s stay here first.” Liam took a deep breath. He tried to calm down, but was unable to do so. After all, this kind of thing that is happening right now isn’t just right. It was like he was making a move. Movie… That’s right! If these things are really real, then those things that are biting people are all zombies! What the fuck, zombies! Liam’s eyes widened as he processed what he just thought. He took a glance outside the store again and saw the things that happened outside. It was giving him surreal feelings.

she said as Eric sighed. "I see that you do not understand anything. Oscar, Freddy, Raven, the evil nurse, and the rest of them out there are not zombies" "Then what are they? Cohorts to the Master?" She inquired as he shook his head sideways. "They are the Advanced Z" "Advanced Z?" She asked. "Yes. Advanced Z. There are three types of Zombies. The zombies, Failed Experiments and the Advanced Z" he spoke as she listened to him attentively while he explained.

Mark said after some minutes of tapping on his tablet. Superspeed? Super strength? Healing ability? Are these people really zombies? Zombies don't heal or possess super strength and speed but these ones are different. Definitely they are not zombies but something more dangerous than zombies. In all my life, have never imagined myself being in this kind of situation where I would be going on this kind of mission which could cost me my life.

Zombie 2 added with a scared lifelike expression on its greyish face, scaring their two other companions that their eyes almost fell off. “Wu... Wu... Wu!!(I saw that too! I saw that too!)” Zombie 3 also trembled. Even though they were Zombies with no feelings, the little girl can easily make them have these emotions swirling in their chest like a storm. Ah so scared, they almost want to pee their pants right here, right now without being ashamed.

We were on high alert all the way. The emergency lights were strobing, threatening to fizz out at any moment. The air was thick with the stench of blood and the rancor of rotten flesh. The growls of zombies added to the noise in the air. Right when we were about to arrive at the exit, a familiar voice called out for help, "Help! Please!" We checked out the source of the shout and realized it was Yves. He was trapped in a corner, and three zombies were tearing his flesh out. His right arm was ripped from his torso, and blood spurted like a fountain.

Now he was back at square one, begging for contracts and getting passed around like a party favor. Drunk nights became his new normal. But this time, no one was waiting at home. No honey lemon tea, no soft lights, no Serena. Still foggy, Vincent blinked. "Mr. Johnston, what'd you just say?" Johnston—an old buddy of Liam's who knew everything—smirked like he was dropping a bomb on purpose. "I said Liam Lambert just proposed to his girl tonight. Got so emotional, the guy cried. Let's drink to that." Vincent didn't hear a single word after "Liam Lambert just proposed."