Zombie Guys Novels & Stories

I’ll be back in time before we go home. Okay. Stay safe. I love you. I love you too. :) Nolan drives the limo to the Snake Pit and Mason sits beside me and watches out the window for anyone following. I run into the Snake Pit to find ten Snakes inside. ‘Where’s the rest of the gang?’ I ask Viper. ‘Working on their motorbikes at our clubhouse next door.’ He smiles and pulls me in for a hug. ‘It’s good to see you Zuri-doll.’

It made the three men quite shifty. “You know,” Byron said after a while. “I think Lex’s right after all. I have scanned every nook and cranny of the web and nothing came up concerning the Sons of Hades. In fact he had no sons; only daughters. Not many people believe in the existence of Zagerus. It may be just another,” Byron cleared his throat and tugged his collar uncomfortably, “just another false information – as Lex said.” Bob looked expectantly at his friend who hasn’t moved an inch since. He looked frozen and grey in the face. “Well, Lex, what do you think about that? Could we be chasing a goose?”

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.

The pack of the vampires turned to Glory They were about to pounce until Connor let out a fierce growl that shook the whole town. The pack of vampires turned into groups of humans. All with dark black hair and darker soules eyes, they looked like they had just come out of a horror movie. Glory rushed to the father and took of her shirts and tried to stop the bleeding, the little girl and the mother headed over to the man and said thank you to Glory for the help. The vampires were about to come over and attack Glory and the family but Paul stepped in.

" Hey....there you are ..Cassie, I need you to listen, " "ok.." Cassie whispered, reaching out and clutching her hands in the others' lapels as if holding on made him real. "I know you don't know what we do at the lab, but you like Eva. You know she would never hurt you or me. Well, we want to help you, and...William. " Conrad didn't know how to approach this, to be honest, so he thought he'd just test the waters first before saying anything odd like ' Hey, I've got an Idea, hear me out; let's reanimate your dead boyfriend like resident evil only without the freaky tentacles or spikes ok sis!' ...that did cross his mind ..thank god he was listening. He didn't go with that.

This is my mess, I had to clean it myself ad does not involve anybody else, taking the vacuum cleaner, I started putting the house in order while having my Gramophone play Maroon 5’s Girls Like You. I woke up to the grumbling of my Stomach. Have I even had Breakfast? The time is 3 pm, the house is sparkling clean, I'm very hungry and there is nothing to eat! I decided to just order some food, go home and eat while watching N*****x. "Hey," "Hi," a guy said, his head bending over a book.

We all know it was never good news. Bazaar and several of his men were on the stage when we got there. Everyone stood close eager to know what bad news it was now. "Hearing the sound of the trumpet in daylight you all must know it is bad news I bring you," Bazaar told us. On his face, I saw he had had enough of the werewolves too. "All along we have been fooled by the werewolves, they have been laughing at us knowing they were always ahead of us and today we shall send the blasted blood-eye message that we are the one now on top," Bazaar said angrily.

I was nothing more than a surrogate they hired. Their original plan was to stress me out with a diet of high-cholesterol meat and the grief of losing loved ones, hoping I would die in an accident and they could inherit my dad's fortune and cash in on a fat insurance policy. However, when I jumped from the upstairs and ended up in a coma, only to wake up soon after, they panicked about being found out and crafted a fake reality around me, a true Truman Show. In the sterile quiet of the hospital room, the past year's nightmare played out again. They pumped me full of drugs that twisted reality, convincing me I was given a second chance at life.

Because that’s what people did when survival was on the line. I’d seen it before in online stories. News clips. Disasters. People helping each other until the fear got too loud. And now we were living in that fear. Except this time, the world had rules. Sick, cruel rules that made the killing clean and entertaining. My gaze shifted across the room, and of course, I found him. Hoodie guy. He was leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, watching just like me. He wasn’t trying to form a team. He wasn’t even pretending to and for a moment I almost dared entertain the idea of forming a team with me. I mean, he saved me.

After Julian died, the horde in the hallway did not leave. The dozens of zombies devoured every bit of Julian's flesh and blood, but they still lingered outside the penthouse. They could smell a living person through the crack under the door. Bang! Bang! The zombies began throwing themselves against the front door. But by the thirtieth day of the zombie apocalypse and a month of neglect, with Julian's frantic pounding and the zombies' relentless attacks, the door finally gave way. Metal groaned under the strain. And then…