Zombie Kitty Novels & Stories

“Happiness is nothing but a fleeting illusion.” “You chose Zombie over me. Forget Adis. Forget The Shadows. What about us? Were we an illusion?” Kattie’s voice remains eerily calm, devoid of anger. She turns her gaze to Zombie, her eyes narrowing. “Where are the rest of your pack? You never venture out without backup. Where’s Alec? Sam?” “I’m not here to fight you,” Zombie states, his voice as frigid as the winter winds. “I’m here to deliver my declaration of war.”

The ugliest part of myself that terribly wanted to kill the pest at my feet. He already signed his destruction warrant by calling my kitten a downgrade. I should just kill him off right now. Static screeches through my mind, until a different voice breaks through. “Nile!” It’s my little sister. I turn to see her holding a half-conscious Dymond up, sporting an urgent and horrified look on her face.

“So, I prepared something special to welcome my little kitten.” Amber was literally bubbling with excitement. “What! What!” He held her hand and began walking out the door. “I got your room ready,” he said and opened the door to a room that was right opposite his. Amber's eyes widened in awe as she stepped into the room. Everything was just as she would have chosen herself. Soft, rich purple walls, floor-to-ceiling bookshelves filled with her favorite novels, and posters of BTS, her favorite K-pop group, covered the walls.

Because of her late-stage kidney failure, her body had already broken down badly, and she did not even have the strength to run. The zombies followed her scent and easily found their way into the bedroom. One zombie reached under the bed, grabbed Jessica by the hair, and dragged her out. "No! Let go of me! Julian! Save me!" Jessica let out a scream of pure terror, but in the next second, her voice vanished under the sounds of tearing and chewing. Jessica could only watch as her abdomen was ripped open in fear and torment. She watched as the zombies pulled out her ruined kidney and swallowed it in one bite.

"What the hell did you expect Zander? Hmm? When you drop a nuclear bomb telling me Zombies are real. Huh, whatcha expect?" Zander bit the inside of his cheeks. I could tell he was trying to hold in his laugh. Amusement danced in his beautiful green eyes. He cupped my chin, "You are so gullible, Little Kitten. It's turning me on!" My face blushed crimson. "So you're saying, zombies - aren't real?" "No Kitten, they're not." He chuckled and shook his head. "At least not that I know of." I let out a mile-long breath that I didn't know I was holding.

“And do you know what I found out today? Oh, it was interesting. It turns out your master isn’t all that immortal. Right, my dead friend? Has he told you?” At that moment, she raised her hand and forcefully dug her fingers into the zombie’s chest. Zomzom groaned inwardly but still couldn’t say a word. He felt a strange long-forgotten pain course through his body as the Dark that had created him began to destroy him.

Hence, I sent him my contact information directly. [Is this cat like a human?] [When she tried to nurse your daughter, she was actually trying to use another method to invade your daughter's body. Your daughter is the host body, and you're the main body. Essentially, you two are symbiotic. So, killing your daughter is the first step for her to complete the possession.] Marcus revealed so much information to me in just one minute. I knew I was in the right hands, so I quickly told him everything I knew.

“The Tall Man isn’t a ghost. He’s a zombie!” Scarlet smiles, going over to the base of the stairs. “Well, you’re in luck. I just happen to know that zombies don’t like cinnamon. All we have to do is put a little pinch of it by your door and he won’t be able to come into your room anymore.” “Really?” Jackson’s face lights up. “Really.” Jackson comes down the stairs. “Are you my nanny?” “I am. My name is Scarlet.” “I’m Jackson. I’m four years old. Did you know that babies grow inside their mommy’s tummies before they pop out of their belly button?”