Zombie Guys Novels & Stories

For these three guys, this is the only way to cover up their family problems. In the morning, the three guys ran and at the same time they were about to die. First day of the school year and this is their last year in the University. They were called ‘Ultimate Repeater and Irregular students’. They get to know each other because of their common interest in life. "Guess what girls?" A student speaks in a flirty tone inside the school room. "What girl?" listening to its colleagues. "The Fallen Angels are just our classmates!" One of her friends said with a shudder.

Yet here they were, moving towards us and easily fighting back. "What the hell?" I hissed, continuing to take it in. "What are they?" "Zombies." Turning, I met Gray’s disgusted gaze as it took in the scene. When did he get here? "Zombies?" I repeated, furrowing my brows. "Like in the movies?" "Did I stutter?" Gray scoffed in boredom. Biting back my instant reply, I fought the urge to punch the cocky bastard. "It’s just…" I tried, motioning towards the scene. "Hard to believe."

*5 years back* Derek pulled Zane to the side and whispered,"What happened man?",asked Derek, "Why are you so depressed?" "Derek, I'm not depressed, okay?",said Zane. "There are some things that....you don't know man" "Then tell me",said Derek. "This is not a good time to be keeping secrets" "Okay see..... I'm a werewolf.",said Zane

Their eyes were empty, unfocused, and they were both wearing a strange, hollow smile. The rescue team leader stepped forward. "Mr. Sands? Mrs. Sands?" Dad suddenly clutched the tin of spam against his chest and shrank backward, his eyes wide. "Shh. Be quiet," he whispered, his voice shaking. "There are zombies out there. Going outside means death. "This is the last of our food. We have to ration it. We have to make it last." Mom nodded along beside him, completely serious. "One less mouth to feed. You'll get to live a few more days."

"Zombies? Don't insult this disaster with such a cheap comparison." Zombies could be fought with guns, fire, steel, and human ingenuity. But this? This was nature's wrath. Against the cosmos itself, humans were no more than fragile insects, doomed before they even realized it. These people had no idea the horror they were truly facing. Meanwhile, Vincent strutted through the chat. "Don't worry about it! I've got money. I'll spend it however I like. If you want to sell, DM me. If not, forget it."

“What the fuck do you want, man?” The burly one was more like a caged animal, his chin low as he clocked the four of them from under surly eyebrows. “Come back for more?” The other druggies were awake now. One even peed his already soiled pants, probably thinking the men in suits were cops. The others sneered with gray teeth. If there is anything like a zombie in real life, it’s a Meth addict. Daniel grabbed Darius and held his arms. “Hold on. Just wait.”

Many still wore their Delta Howl shirts. Kael walked through the wreckage like a ghost. He stopped at the base of the stairs where Tyler had died. Then at the couch where he and his brothers had celebrated their last lacrosse victory. A bloodstained “Congratulations Alpha” banner hung crookedly from the ceiling. “This was supposed to be our safe place,” Kael whispered. A low growl came from the kitchen. The Party from Hell A group of infected frat brothers emerged — the ones who had turned during the initial parties. They were grotesque now, bloated from feeding, wearing torn Greek letters like badges of horror. Some still clutched beer bottles in clawed hands.