Zombie Guys Novels & Stories

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.

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.

Todd didn't want that. "Back to the report, please" Todd heaved a sigh of relief as Karl opened back the notes. "So, what is going to happen to the bitten" Karl sought answers again. "Have you ever watched a zombie movie?" Todd tried explaining in the easiest way he thought Karl would understand. "Are you saying they will become zombies?" Karl asked excitingly. "Yeah, more like that" Todd hoped he had satisfied him. "How are we going to know you are not lying" Karl asked ridiculously. Todd was maddened.

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.

☆☆☆ Inside It was foggy within but they could still see what lies buried within the cemetery, they walked stealthily like ghosts trying effectively not to attract unwanted attentions. The Zompires are dead creatures considered to be undead, their existence is a curse and an abomination of the hidden world itself. They are ludicrous and predictable unlike other creatures on the planet, they're visibly blind but attracted to noises and lights. They could transform others at will with just a bite but that differs between species. It hasn't been really tested on a dhampir but Rapidfire was not ready to try that out yet.

His glowing red eyes seemed to sparkle, as if he had found a compelling sequel to his story. Behind him, several silhouettes appeared. They weren't ordinary zombies. They were all muscular, with protein shake bottles hanging from their waists. Kevin and his gang! "Damn! They followed us!" Lia growled, gripping her rusty iron bar. "And that Zombie Vlogger… he’s working with them now?!" Bima couldn't wrap his head around it. [Warning! 'Fitness Freak Survival' and 'Zombie Food Vlogger' detected forming a temporary alliance!] [Alliance Objective: Obtain your Indomie, destroy it as 'rage bait content', then use you as 'fuel' for their muscles!]

I looked calmly at the dark barrels pointed at me and asked, “Are you sure you want to do this? If Ruth comes back, you’ll die a very ugly death.” “She’s not coming back!” Dan roared. “There are three S-class zombies out there. She’s dead for sure!” “Stop wasting more time. Shoot him!” Callie shrieked. Dan was just about to pull the trigger when suddenly, a deafening crash exploded behind them. The door behind them was violently smashed open, and a mutated zombie burst inside with a furious roar. Everything happened so fast. It all happened too quickly. Callie, scared out of her wits, immediately grabbed Dan beside her and shoved him toward the lunging zombie.