Zombie Humans Novels & Stories

Some zombies were still fighting with cultivators, but when the man appeared, the zombies immediately ran more than 30 meters away and dug a pit on the ground with their hands. Usually, before cultivators across them could react, the zombies had already drilled into the deep pit and disappeared. The zombies could still hide, but cultivators in Black Soul City could not. The moment the figure appeared, they felt as if a majestic force from the Archean Eon was crushing down on them. Their souls would turn into thin paper at this moment. The fleeing people did not dare to move again. Even if the fish bones fell from the top of their heads, they did not dare to move again. With a bang, they were

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

She had no idea where he was going with this, but if it made him feel better to continue down this path, then so be it. “A mutant is a human with altered genetics.” “Is a zombie a human?” “Hell, no. It just looks like one, but all of humanity is gone from it.” “What color do humans bleed?” “Red,” she said with raised brow as she looked over to where the zombie lay. “That’s purple blood coming out of that corpse, is it not?” “You’ve made your point,” Olga snapped. Rex looked at his friend long and hard. “I’ve never killed a human. Mutant or otherwise. Don’t ever accuse me of it again.”

My heart is furiously beating as I type the word nonhuman. Many articles pop up so I just click on the first one. There are so many definitions. Sirens,witches, vampires , demons and yes, Angels are there too. Apparently the term is used to describe people who are not exactly humans, people with unusual gifts or powers. The following article says nonhumans are just a myth and that no such thing exists. One says they were real during the eighteenth century but we're destroyed and are now extinct. I keep on reading and even click on the images. The images are a bit scary and definitely not human. The thought that I could be one of those things is more than scary.

It was clear that he wanted to say something, but he didn’t know how to word it. “What is it?” Seeing as Herman was hesitating to continue, Marshal Nelson became very anxious. Herman inhaled deeply once again before stating, “The zombie army is Marshal Ubel’s strongest force. However, they require blood to survive.” “So?” “After they enter the city, the zombie army will indulge themselves in drinking blood to their heart’s content.” “D*mn it!” Marshal Nelson cursed angrily. “Is there a difference between this outcome and the massacre?” “There’s a tiny difference,” Herman replied. “Those zombies will stop once they are full, which means less people will die, but we can’t rule out the possibil

"Why is it so loud this early..." His voice was cut off. On the screen back in the bunker, Julian's pupils widened. He froze as if someone had cast a curse on him. The once-bustling downtown streets had become a hellscape. Burning vehicle wrecks were everywhere. Torn flesh and innards littered the ground, and hundreds, maybe thousands, of bloodstained zombies staggered through the streets. One zombie lay sprawled on the hood of a sedan, greedily gnawing on a human leg.

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.

The mutated zombie’s claws tore through Jenkins’s chest. He was dragged off the terrace before he could even scream. "Fire! Fire!" Ethan shrieked. Gunshots cracked through the night sky. But the creatures were too fast. They had evolved in the bitter cold. White fur. Beast-like speed. A single bite snapped Rodriguez's neck. The blood froze instantly. "Fall back! To the base!" Ethan grabbed Chloe and scrambled for the snowmobile. The two remaining guards laid down suppressing fire.

"My Queen, I told you this to make you happy, not to make you cry. If you keep crying, I'll go right back to attacking the humans." The threat made me choke up. I knew he was perfectly capable of carrying it out. "No, don't." I grabbed his hand quickly, stopping him. From that day forward, our bond deepened. … At the institute, researchers developed ways for zombies to maintain their existence without consuming humans. Magnus traveled with me across the world, showing me every breathtaking corner of the earth. Zombies no longer attacked humans, and humanity's capacity for acceptance proved greater than I had imagined. I had been right: people were like cockroaches, impossible to wipe out. In

“Come on girl!” Rain took us right into the village. We came to a quick halt, skidding through the dirt. I quickly looked around and found everyone staring at me. My eyes only taking still images of what’s around me. People are walking around naked. Wolves are trotting through the village. Some people had actual claws out to help them with their work. I quickly turned Rain around, we must get back to my home. Surely father didn’t know about this!