Zombie Knight Novels & Stories

This is where the show fails people, because no sane human will follow these rules entirely. However, They will follow these rules precisely and all the way through. Those hundred thousand dollars are theirs. Even Yanlong on the phone could hear what they were thinking. "Get weapons of some sort. A katana is best, but a steel rod or metal baseball bat works just the same. Zombies have black teeth and green eyes. Their eyes are luminous. Zombies who have turned just now are slow. At the same time, if they have super powers, they will not be slow at all.

A long, dark red piece of intestine was still hanging from the corner of its torn mouth. "Roar!" The zombie let out an inhuman howl and dropped the piece of flesh in its hand before charging at Julian like a rabid animal. "Get away! Get away from me!" Julian was absolutely terrified and swung the kitchen knife wildly, hacking at the zombie's head. But long-term starvation had left him slow and weak. The slash missed the zombie's head and landed on its shoulder instead. With a crack, the rusty kitchen knife sank deep into the gap near the zombie's collarbone and stuck there.

Even though she had killed two of them, the last one—a mutated zombie king—had ambushed her. Ruth knelt amid a mountain of zombies and blood. Her entire body was drenched in blood, and the crimson glow in her eyes was beginning to fade. That was a sign of an ability user pushing past their limits and on the verge of losing control and turning into a zombie. The comments exploded into panic. [No! Ruth’s about to turn!] [Run, PC! Once Ruth loses control, the first person she’ll kill is whoever’s closest!] [What a tragic ending. Is this the karma for using someone’s feelings?]

Their closest allies were the Knights and the Red Moon pack,” My head jerked to her. ”One dark night, the vampires came in masses and slaughtered several of the pack members. Living in peace is good, but not being prepared for the ones that oppose the peace you cherish, is foolish. So many had already been killed before the Knights made it here. Among the vampires, was a little girl. She had followed her family and was about to- unknowingly -have her life turned upside down. The vampire who took charge was called Draco. When he saw the Knights and their pack arriving, he knew they stood no chance.” Selene paused.

"I am the Shadow Knight. Once Kaelen Dawnblade. Bearer of the Soulstone. Enemy of the corrupt Council. Avenger of the murdered innocents. I claim these names and purposes. I reject oblivion's comfort." The amalgamation of memories retreated, its composite features displaying surprise. The bone song changed tenor, becoming less overwhelming demand and more respectful recognition. The darkness surrounding him thinned, revealing the ossuary's interior fully for the first time. At its centre grew a tree unlike any in the living world. Its trunk and branches consisted entirely of bones fused together, not constructed but somehow grown into this impossible configuration. Instead of leaves, small f

"He wanted you" Grace broke the news to Raymond. "For what?" it sounded funny to Raymond. He was not a fighter and the last time he had a conversation with one of them, Mr. Dallas. He was mocking him for his poor fighting skills. "I can't fight" he laughed. "He didn't even know who you are. But he was sure I know you or I can find you" Grace obviously didn't know what he needed him for. "Mayor Mount did a good job in that" he remembered how Mayor Mount had ensured that he was untraceable after the incident at the elite school, and when he discovered that that the vaccine he invented turned Grace into the zombie fighter.

I know I was fucked up, but it didn't do any better when these creatures found their way to my home and dragged me out, only to throw me into chaos with a handful of their crazy siblings who I don't know how always bring the best out of a situation where all I can see is gray everywhere around me. "Any updates so far?" Logan leads me toward the table where our group is chatting and taking snapshots on their phones. Before taking my seat, I shook my head. "No, but they are still here." He passes me a drink, "Waiting for the order then?" "I don't take orders to. . . kill." I gave him a knowing look. Making sure no one could hear us, I leaned onto him. "Merely waiting for someone big to come an

Still, almost nothing is the same as before. I’m a zombie, the living dead, the supreme specious of the planet, and the leader of one of the largest hordes in North America. I’m one of the Zombie Kings. My job is to keep the peace among zombies, keep my horde fed, and hunt humans for sport. I’m the stuff of Lacey’s nightmares now, and yet somehow, I have to rekindle our relationship so that I’m not forced to use her as a breeder.

The militarys were shooting at the zombies, while some people also came out stabbing the zombies on their forehead. But the surprising thing is that most of the zombie were stabbed in the belly with a knife that has a symbol of Crown on it the same knife that was used to stab Juliet. Michael noticed this but did not feel concerned about it, they keep on shooting the zombies. Head of the family, Lab coach, Glad, Edmond, which is Fred son, Fred himself and Michael they loced themselves in a room.

“No. That’s the undead. The body is dead.” The words hit me like a physical blow. Dead? Zane is dead? But he’s moving. Fighting. Talking. How can he be— “What?” I croak, finally finding my voice. “That’s a corpse,” Kieran says quietly, his tone flat. “Animated by dark magic. A necromancer’s puppet. And from the stench of him, he has been that way for more than a year.”