Zombie Ghosts Novels & Stories

Shawn's expression was one of disgust, and he sighed tiredly at her. "What are you wearing?" he asked, his voice laced with disdain. She looked up at him, her face bowed. "What I love wearing every night," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. He sighed again, his face unimpressed. "Do you know what you look like right now? You look like a zombie." She raised her face to him, a fake smile plastered on her face. "Really? So, can I go back to my room now?"

“You two will be mingling with the living in no time. Maybe even paying rent like the rest of us miserable humans.” Echo’s eyes sparkled. “How? How exactly is this supposed to happen?” I leaned back smugly. “Well, remember when we tried that whole possessing dead bodies experiment?” Her nose scrunched. “Yes, and it didn’t work. We tried so many dead bodies.” “Right,” I said, pointing at her. “That’s because we missed something vital.” Adrian hovered closer, curious. “And what’s that?” “Three things,” I said, raising my fingers. “One... the body has to be the same gender as the ghost taking over. Two... it has to be roughly the same age range. And three... this is the most important... it has

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

The doors to the function room burst open with zombies throwing themselves wildly towards the staircase. “Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot her!” Sparrow yelled at the men behind him as they opened fire. Several of the zombies fell, blood spraying and causing a frenzy amongst the others. They didn’t tear into the fallen as they would have with bleeding humans, but rather trampled them underfoot as they surged towards the Van Helsings on the stairs, seeking the nearest source of fresh human meat.

"Un-fucking-believable. We have to start all the way at the beginning." Victoria giggled, sitting back on the couch and taking a swig of her beer. "You shoot like a girl, Jaz." "Bullshit." The demon grinned. "You should see me against real zombies." Her jaw dropped. "Those exist too?" He laughed. "Yea, they're summoned by necromancers. That's an old practice though. The things are like locusts. Even the necro's have a hard time keeping them under control." He shuddered, as if remembering a past event. "The bastards mostly summon ghouls and phantoms now."

The method of attacking a vital point also effective, such as bashing the heads, although I had my prejudice at how effective the movies and game method are, apparently the application in real life was effective. The other thing needs to be addressed was, a real-life undead monster is really deadly, for example, a wraith or a specter, although the can't attack physically, the attack mainly affected their target mentality and soul, this ghost monster is very efficient at casting dark elemental magic and high-level curses. As for the zombie monster, their attack was a bit stronger also whenever they bit their enemies there's a chance a curse called [Turn undead] will be affected ton their vict

I say with a yawn as I tug at his arm. “Of course, Pet. Maybe I should rest as well.” He responds as he gets back in the bed with me. He spoons me as I lay on my side. He puts his arm and leg over me, giving me a weighted blanket effect, and I quickly fall asleep. However, I wish I hadn’t fallen asleep. My dreams start off fine, but then the pretty forest I was running through on a summer evening quickly morphed into the club. The edges of the dream become blurred, signaling I’m in a premonition. Zane and I are talking with Ghost, who is doing drugs, while we sit with him in the VIP lounge. There’s different supernatural drugs mixed with human ones. Ghost is mixing supernatural drugs with hu

Because of fear, they ran rapidly to ask for help. Just a few minutes later, the three men arrived at the nearest city thugs station to report what they witnessed. However, they saw that the city thugs were currently fighting a group of zombies. Those zombies are weird, only black circles can be seen in their eyes and their eyeballs seem to be gone. Their color is pale and they can move quickly like a monkey. They don’t fall into normal attacks. Only beings with spiritual power have the ability to overthrow them. - At Crow ax gang main station, Velmont island.

Even if she did, she'd blame it on the wind. "Ghost?" Sharon was becoming concerned, "I thought you don't believe in such things?" "Really? Oh, em." Geneva cleared her throat and spoke confidently, "that's true, I am not scared by flimsy things such as ghooosts!" The last word Sharon heard was the word 'ghosts' being screamed into her eardrums before she heard nothing else. The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.