Zombie Fiction Novels & Stories

According to Albert, Zombie lost her way and accidentally entered the enemy den. There, a fierce fight occurred. Vampire that was closer to her helped her. This led to injuries they sustained. M and the two falcons interfered after some time and successfully brought back the heavily injured Zombie. Vampire’s injury occurred in the middle of the escape. M deployed his own subordinates for distraction and escaped with Vampire. Unlike the animals in the other two worlds, the animals residing in The Unknown could grow to a certain extent according to their own will.

Taking a thin slice of the soft, freshly baked bread for herself, Olga sauntered over to where Oriana stood and looked out in the direction that she was staring while nibbling on it. “We have fresh bread over there,” she said in an absent manner as her eyes caught sight of Felix and Vernon dragging a very large, securely bound body behind them. “Is that a zombie?” Oriana asked in a loud whisper. Olga felt both pleased and burdened. Now the real work would begin. She had no right to complain about all that was placed on her shoulders. After all, the zombie virus was created by her and her co-workers. She’d never know if the virus played a role in weakening mankind to the point that they w

He looked up weakly "should we allow the end of days so easily?" "I guess not," Ash scuffed his trainers on the floor "let's be grateful that zombies are easy to get rid of." "How'd you know?" Marie said crisply. She leaned her back against the door, holding fast to the handle as she scoured the room for something to jamb under it. "I know in films they can be, but this isn't a film. These things are already dead and working on something beyond our comprehension. They'd be easier to understand if they were the result of a Haiti ritual."

Byul stayed hidden in the dark as he cautiously watched the zombie plodding in the wide space. He glanced at the zombie’s face and thought of a conclusion. He wasn’t actually the undead who bite people and infected someone so that the world will became an apocalypse but a brain-dead person? His complexion was pale but not to the point it was rotting beneath and his movements were light-headed and he had no sense. He didn’t even attack him when he approached like the typical zombie who bites.

And under many circumstances, one hand and one head at the feet would pose a greater threat than a zombie in his sight. In the midst of the fiery light, a zombie arm that had been blown away pierced through the cultivator's throat. In the surging blood, he fell down with a face full of unwillingness. The cultivator, who was surrounded by zombies, let out a desperate roar, and then his voice stopped abruptly. One by one, cultivators seemed to have been ground into a meat grinder made of zombies. Life was torn into pieces. The hot temperature, with a strong fishy smell, spread out on the spot.

Her fingers flicked upward, and a ring of arcane symbols spun to life beneath her boots, faint blue like moonlight through ice. Three zombies breached the threshold at once, tossing aside the barricade that we’d sweated our butts off to push into place earlier. It was surreal enough (zombies in real life and not on a movie screen) but the ease with which they moved that barricade displayed a baffling amount of strength. The zombies weren’t built like linebackers, far from it. They were the ribs-sticking-out figures from old black and white news clips of the Holocaust concentration camps. They shouldn’t be strong at all. But then, they were dead and shouldn’t be moving at all, so there was th

Xia was an existence, dangerous for all, living mankind or even the undead, if it approached her evil claws, they could say goodbye to their life and bear the second home they were suited temporarily to live in, like heaven, and hell. Even though the zombie felt hungry and on the verge of dying-ah, the zombie stopped his thought 'his already dead' he continued to say as if he only realized it now. The zombie lightly licks his purple lips with its red tongue still looking at Xia's face. After a while, he deeply sighed. He really can't bear to eat this girl, if he really plans on eating it, then he can only fatten it up first. Xia faintly smiled when she saw the zombie was mesmerized by her. A

Three zombies stumbled into view. I dragged my cats under the bed and curled up beside them, holding my breath, not daring to make a sound. On the first floor, a resident was so reckless that he lit a candle while showering. I knew he'd be the first to become zombie chow. The zombie had once been a beggar, mangy hair, yellowed, rusted teeth. Starving, it tore into that resident's belly with sharpened nails, feasting with savage delight.

I thought they didn't exist. - Don't be naive, prince. Nothing appears in the human imagination without a basis in truth. It was the wildest rogues that gave rise to human legends about our species. It was the bloodthirsty madness of Dracula, which filled vampire legends in the minds of humans, and in their nightmares. When humans saw their deceased emerge from the graves, zombie legends began. No human has seen a zombie speak “brains” with hunger or bite a human being. The only thing they saw was decomposing bodies walking without memory, looking for the trolls who created them. They were basically the trolls' slaves. Without needing to eat, drink, sleep or rest. And when the bodies disappe

The zombie falls on me and I push it aside. Hurriedly, I got up again, only to find out that I'm surrounded by hungry zombies ready to tear me up, almost twenty of them. I try to grab my rifle, but a zombie already kick it aside while shuffling to me. The zombies flooded around me, though I kill some with my knife, but it's not enough. Soon, the zombies overpowered me, dipping their nails into my body then a rough, tiny zombie lady sink her teeth into my neck. In a matter of seconds, my whole body is covered in blood as they feasted on me, Zombie bite is a mix of extreme pain and irritation.