Zombie Fiction Novels & Stories

I remained silent at the front, with my gun raised and ready the whole time. The emergency lights in the research lab flickered on and off, and the air stank of blood and decay. Distant growls of the zombies rumbled through the halls. We were about to reach the exit when a familiar wail cut through the darkness. "Help… Please, help me!" I took a closer look and saw Esmeralda pinned against a wall by three zombies, their teeth sinking into her. Her right arm had been ripped off, blood gushing like a fountain.

Rudolph asked in a confused tone. Diana wondered about that too. Zombies had a kind of instinctive sense of coexistence which made it almost difficult for them to clash. Besides, they needed to have brains to be able to think of clashing. So she studied the Zombies for a few seconds until she saw something shocking. The zombies had fangs. She could also see the outline of fur erupting from the zombie on the right. She hadn't noticed it earlier but the zombie on the left was deathly pale. Diana gasped as everything clicked.

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.

Since vampires craved blood and the werewolf only hunted while in werewolf form, this was yet another indication that the zombie toxins were taking hold. “Am I becoming a zombie?” he muttered as he choked down the masticated roast beef and bread. “Is that to be my fate?” He wasn’t happy about the inconvenience of having to shift into a wolf each month. He was even less pleased with the unreliable vampire genetics in him that he’d managed to keep at bay so far. Even so, they were at least intelligent, thinking creatures who still harbored humanity; with the werewolf holding more than the vampire. From what he knew about zombies, they were brain dead corpses that ate on instinct. Being someone

"Dr. York will keep me safe. Right, Dr. York?" Cassian completely ignored her. His eyes remained fixed on Roy. Roy's head had swiveled back to the front. His body was unusually stiff as he hobbled along under the moonlight, looking rather freakish and disturbing. Cassian was rather confused. As far as he knew, according to the ancient beliefs, there were two ways a zombie was formed. The first was when the body of someone who died with an overwhelming sense of resentment was exposed under the moonlight, absorbing the dark energy from the moon.

“That’s a lot of questions, I know. Do you know anything about zombies?” Dr. Clerval took a last puff from his pipe and placed it carefully back into the ashtray. “Reanimated corpses have been a theme of old folk tales for centuries,” he said, lapsing into his teaching voice. “They are especially connected to the voodoo practiced in places like the Caribbean and Africa. It’s usually a witch doctor or sorcerer who brings the person back to life with a spell. In the last hundred years, zombies have become increasingly common in literature, and a bit later, in film. In these modern stories, it’s usually some kind of plague or radiation that turns hordes of corpses into flesh-eating monsters.”

Becky was happy to see her sister enjoying herself. Their next visitors announced themselves by their noisome stench—undead corporeal revenants or zombies. As they passed by the locker, Millie shook her wand at them, but nothing she did could remove their smells of rotting carrion and odoriferous human offal. This night, the zombies did not rush and eat the humans they encountered. Becky wondered whether they weren’t as hungry as usual. She need not have felt concerned as they stormed the space across from her family’s unit and brought out a few of the coffins stored there, intending to eat their contents. When they opened the coffins and gorged themselves on the vampires’ bodies, leaving a

He roars in frustration and the creatures attack. The girls head the charge with Mark and I behind them. The two sides clash and sounds like a wave crashing into the side of a cliff taking bits and pieces of rock with it as it recedes into the ocean. The smell of blood fills the air as some warriors lose their lives along with the scent of rotting eggs or a bloated dead whale as we take out these zombie creatures one by one. It is truly one of the worst smells I have ever encountered. The grass is stained red from our shifters mixed with a black substance from the zombies. It’s really a horrendous sight.

"Are you saying that there are other vampire breeds called the undead? You know, back in my world, the undead are referred to as zombies." "Zombies?" "Dead people coming to life and eating other people. The only way to kill them is by shooting their brain." "That is disgusting." Nate wrinkled his nose as he stopped eating his pasta. "And no. All the vampires are of the same breed. I'm one of the living, a vampire who can stand in the sunlight and drinks animal blood to live. The undead, on the other hand, are basically the vampires that your book is talking about. They're dead. When a living vampire kills by draining the blood out of another supernatural, they die and are cursed to live in t

' 'There are quite a number of zombies in Zombieland though. "Mr. York, the place you're referring to, where there are lots of zombies is…" Rae probed Lucas, trying to feel for his mood. "Whichever province in Sky Blue Base City that has lots of zombies. Bring me there," Lucas said. Rae was not able to comprehend Lucas' reason for heading to a place with lots of zombies, but she dared not question him further. People like Lucas could go wherever they wanted to. "Mr. York, let's head over to the Southern Bright Region then. That place has the most zombies. There are many mutant zombies there as well."