Zombie Brothers Novels & Stories

Especially with so many people doing it at once. If sex demons were ever measured by their energy intact the way humans were with food, this one would be considered morbid. "Someone is killing them." Zaine growled. "And it isn't me." "Well, it isn't me either." I put my hands on my hips. "Well, it's someone. They can't all be dying from a mysterious illness that mimics a demon sucking the life out of them." Both brothers fixed me with solid frowns. Whatever, if they didn't like my haughty word choices, they could get over it. My head was fucking pounding from both of them throwing off my internal symbiosis.

“This is my current home address here in London and below that is my phone number. Since you already have your phone back, you can just call me or go straight to this address whenever you want to meet or need something.” Levana took the paper and thanked him. She had a feeling she would eventually need his help one day even though she still wasn’t quite sure what for. “By the way, Levana, there is one thing I want to discuss with you.” Edmund’s expression turned serious. “What is it, brother?” She tilted her head in curiosity. “Those two men who helped you, the brothers, their names are Kilian and Maximus, right?” He asked. Levana nodded, confirming it.

" Lucas roared while pointing a finger at me, his eyes filled with nothing but absolute disgust. Jeffrey lifted a foot and kicked my knee forcefully, forcing me to fall before Alison. "Juliet, I've warned you not to play games. If you lay another finger on Alison, I will end you and feed you to the zombies immediately." I could still remember the very first time I was shoved into a swarm of zombies three months ago. Alison said she needed white roses for her late mother's grave. Specifically, she wanted those from the zombie-infested zone. I gave my all in picking them and bringing them back for her, only for her to throw them into the trash right away, claiming that they stank of zombies an

A long, dark red piece of intestine was still hanging from the corner of its torn mouth. "Roar!" The zombie let out an inhuman howl and dropped the piece of flesh in its hand before charging at Julian like a rabid animal. "Get away! Get away from me!" Julian was absolutely terrified and swung the kitchen knife wildly, hacking at the zombie's head. But long-term starvation had left him slow and weak. The slash missed the zombie's head and landed on its shoulder instead. With a crack, the rusty kitchen knife sank deep into the gap near the zombie's collarbone and stuck there.

“Seems like you’re forgetting the impact of the Allister brothers. One click of their fingers, and they could have everyone on the battlefield asleep. Theo overheard Ryker’s conversation with Ozark. Guess the new enemy I have made without ever meeting this said person in my life?” Rozol’s face twisted into a frown. “A lair leader?” I knew why he said that. It wasn’t unheard of that demons started fights amongst themselves for little to no reason. I chuckled bitterly. If only my problem were that easy. “Even better. Draven. Wanna know the icing on my already fucked up cake? The Brothers of Doom are alive.” I picked up a whiskey bottle from my desk, unscrewing the cap before tipping the bottle

Humphrey feigned fear looking around before continuing with the ruckus, “We are just playing with our brother.” “Are they always like this?” Martin asked in shock. “How would I know?” Axel shrugged before turning to look at Aengus and the others. They too shrugged, Marvin responded in a low voice, “They were walking Zombies for more than a decade… these are just distant memories from my childhood.” Once the ruckus was over, Alex brought up the topic once more, “Tell me, what happened all these years?” “How much damage did we take?” Cornelius and Baldwin exhaled, they both lowered their heads. Alex turned his gaze towards his brothers,

"No. You see, the world is not as it appears. There is more to it than meets the eye, things that most humans do not understand…" "Dad, can you please speak English?" "Right. Beyond what most can see, lies a world of evil. Creatures roam the earth, claiming victims and draining their blood…" "You mean vampires?" "Yes. Vampires." "Hmm… are you feeling alright?" "What? Yes! Now, listen… Many centuries ago; long before my time, or even my father's time there were two brothers. Clayton and Dominic Lawrence. They were human, living their lives just like everyone else during that era…"

Damien whispered, caressing the urn, a look of release in his eyes. "Yes… we'll go be with her…" Ethan's voice was calm. "Sister… wait for us…" Julian held the urn tight. As the first ray of dawn broke the horizon, the three brothers huddled together, shielding the small urn with their bodies. The sun fell upon them. Searing pain began to spread, but they didn't flinch. Instead, they smiled. "Lilith… we're coming." A few minutes later, only four piles of ash remained in the observatory.

“We didn’t mean to interrupt whatever is going on here. We’re just passing through.” (Why?!?) was Heath’s exasperated thought. (Let’s just kill them.) The man looked down at Aislen’s hand, and then over her shoulder at the other man. “Our brother was… bitten,” he whispered the word. “By a zombie.” “Is he dead?” She asked and heard his mental confusion. “No, he’s not dead,” she answered the question from his thoughts. “He’s just infected.” Though they had been charged with killing their infected brother in the morning. The two in the church had been taking shifts at the cage containing the third, and at the altar praying.

"Bang!" Hearing the shouts downstairs, Manfred smiled gently and then sat down on the ground. Looking at the zombies getting closer and closer, he looked at the roof and said, "Samuel. See you in the next life." Then he pounded his chest and closed his eyes. "I am your brother today. I am willing to be with you in the next life!" "Roar!" When the zombies saw the living people, they roared and rushed over... Almost at this moment, outside the border town, a stream of light suddenly flashed.