Zombie Guys Novels & Stories

He wondered how he got here in the first place. “You should be worried because of what we have become.” Elijah said with folded hands while Aiden got on his feet. “Elijah, Darius, Beckham, Colby.” He looked at them one after the other. “What are we?” “We are vampires, brother.” Elijah announced. “What are we going to do?” Colby asked as he got on his feet. “You are the eldest, Aiden. What should be done?” Beckham asked while looking at Aiden. Present Day.

" I stumbled back, carrying the three cats into the security room and slamming the door behind us. By the time they had been arguing outside, a few zombies had already wandered close behind. Before the apocalypse, they'd called me "saintly". But not anymore. If things were going to get deadly, survival was every one for themselves. These zombies were different—they attacked with purpose, not for feeding. Before the lion and the crocodiles could react, the infection had already spread to most of the crowd. The stench of blood thickened the air, drawing more zombies in. The landlord's crocodiles and Dominic's lion were surrounded, their throats ripped out in moments.

A Soldato chuckled as he explained, "It's just a cage where we captured a few zombies and are now bringing you in to have some fun with them. "If you can survive for ten minutes or more, we'll let you have a bite to eat." When Valerio realized that there was no use begging for mercy, he immediately began cussing and yelling angrily at me. "No! I won't go there! Gemma, you can't do this to me, you evil witch! I hope you go to hell!" I refused to look at him anymore and let the Soldatos drag him away instead. There was the sound of the metal gate slamming shut in the distance, followed by the loud, delighted roars from the zombies and the despairing screams from Valerio.

The zombie's claws ripped through the soldier's throat, causing blood to spray everywhere. Dustin screamed and ran for the third floor. Emilia tried to go after him, but she was blocked by another zombie. As she dodged desperately, her arm was slashed by the zombie. Now. I squeezed the trigger. My bullet went through the zombie's skull with precision. Black blood spurted from it, and the zombie collapsed with a thud. Emilia froze, looking in the direction my bullet came from. I fired again, taking out the threat to her left.

They could track down anyone who owed money, no matter where. When my parents discovered there were no zombies and no apocalypse, they questioned Giselle. She muttered in disbelief, "Impossible!" Mom hesitated. "Why don't we go outside and see for ourselves?" Giselle immediately blocked her. "No, the streets are full of zombies. If you get bitten, there's no surviving it!" They spent another two days holed up inside, and then the debt collectors finally showed. Giselle had chosen a front door fit for a zombie apocalypse. It was so sturdy that no matter what the collectors tried, they couldn't break in. All they could do was curse and walk away.

Third Person Point of View Gerald and Gary thought they'd misheard. Murder? Before they could react, Zachary punched them. "You monsters! I'll kill you today!" Fueled by rage, he slammed Gerald to the floor, raining blows with unrestrained fury. Gary rushed forward to intervene, but Zachary's kick sent him crashing into the corner. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Eventually, the police stepped in and dragged Zachary away. Only then did the brothers exhale in relief.

Chapter 32 Sting wanted to believe that even in death she would still be just as caring as she was when she was alive. So he turned to walk towards his mother really wanting to feel the hugs that he missed so much after she was killed. In the next instant things started flying through the air hitting Sting in the back of the head. He stopped in his tracks to look at six gold shoes laying on the ground before disappearing. “See I told yall, yall be doing stupid dumb shit. Have you not seen any zombie movies? That's how they get you, they talk all sweet to get you close to them, so they can eat your fucking brain or turn your ass into one of them. She has your momma's memories, and she's using

One by one they fell, clearing a path for Kellen and me to reach our intended target. Mike catches all our attention when he yells out, “Moon fucking Goddess! What the fuck is that?” My eyes find where he’s looking, finding hundreds of the dark army coming over the ridge. Except they weren’t right. Some limped on one leg, others had missing arms or distorted faces. Aodh’s army was anything but right but these ones... It was as if… “Zombies!” Hunji lets out a growl. One full of detest and annoyance.

The group of thugs who had been hacking at the door below had their jaws to the ground, nearly dropping their steel pipes. "What... What kind of trick is this?" Before they could react, the group of zombies at the alley entrance smelled fresh humans and roared as they pounced. The thugs screamed in terror and scattered, leaving Uncle Adam hanging alone in mid-air. "Help! Help! Thomas, Monica, Alissa! Pull me up!" Looking at the rotting, festering faces below, Uncle Adam was terrified. He desperately twisted his body like a dehydrated jerky in mid-air.

Either way, I fell hard for him, even if he scared me. When I was sixteen, everything changed. The entire world changed because we realized we weren’t alone. I’m not talking about aliens. Nope, crazy as it sounds, I’m talking about Zombies. Not the slow, dumb kind. It turns out zombies are fast, strong, intelligent, and vicious. Not only do they eat brains, but they will eat human flesh if brains are available. We didn’t get zombies from a virus, a vaccine, or any of the normal things in the books, movies, or TV shows. It turns out zombies come from a mutated human gene that activates after death. This mutated gene is inherited by one's father if he carries the mutation.