Zombie Evolution Novels & Stories

“Will you take my blood?” Zuba never said anything. She looked into his eyes, and grabbing his chest forcefully, she plunged her fangs gently right into his flesh. “The other one is for love”, she said as she looked the other way. She gave her back to him. She looked away for a moment to wipe away her tears. “And the other one?” he asked She then turned around, facing him again, “The curse of a witch is broken”, she replied. “From now on you will shape shift at will without waiting for the tree days of the full moon”.

"You were running a dangerously high fever. Your skin was cracked and healing in cycles. We almost thought you wouldn't make it." "But I didn't mutate into a zombie," I said. Iris nodded. "That's right. You didn't mutate. You evolved." She stood up and walked over to the window. "Zack, do you know what the zombie virus really is?" I shook my head. "It's not just a destructive virus." Iris turned around, her expression serious. "It's a selection mechanism. 99.9% of humans who get infected turn into zombies, but there's that 0.1% of humans who, due to their genetics, constitution, will force, or some other unknown factor, trigger an evolution within them."

The man in the laboratory withdraw an injection stood up and walked into the room that Michael was locked up in. He opened it the door and went inside Michael's heart started beating faster. The man grabbed Michael's hand and inject him. Micheal scream of pain.The man left micheal unconscious and went out, then close the door. *Seven years Earlier* In Washington, Military zone. "Helen" The head of the militant Mr Cole Gabby who was the first person to discover a Zombie virus. Bring it to his colleagues and told them that they should create a zombie virus and infect the world.

My breath trapped itself inside my throat and the hunting knife slipped from my fingers clattering against the metal floor. It was Marcus. The man who had thrown me to the zombies in my past life. He looked pathetic now. His expensive jacket was ripped, his hair was matted with dirt and his eyes were wild with fear. Behind him was his mother, Evelyn. She was clutching Marcus's arm, her mouth open in a wail. "Keep running Mom! Don't look back!" Marcus yelled, his voice cracking as he checked over his shoulder. Behind them three moving shapes sprinted out from the dark alleyways. They weren't the zombies from the first hours of the outbreak. These were mutated, low-tier variants. Their limbs w

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.

Liam, surveying the altered landscape, suggested, "We need to find out what caused this. There might be answers deeper within the city. Stay vigilant and stick together." But of course, Brandon knew about the dangers that lurked in the dark. In his past life, after the dark rain, some—no, almost all—of the plants evolved, and the most annoying part is that even the animals evolved as well. Those animals that are able to evolve were not easy to deal with, and those who were not able to became one of the mindless zombies. Brandon wanted to tell it to his group, but he couldn't.He didn't want to make them worry and panic.