Zombie Lions Novels & Stories

[Juliet's POV] The music at the celebration party continued. Surrounded by a crowd, Alison basked in the crowd's repetitive praises. Suddenly, a deafening boom came from the city walls. Overlapping growls and roars of zombies tore through the atmosphere. Terror erupted instantaneously. People in the crowd screamed, "It's a swarm of zombies! A massive swarm of zombies!" A guard ran over, staggering along the way. "The lightning barrier on the right of the base has been breached. There's a massive gap. Zombies are coming through soon!"

"Dr. Cloude, two more wanderers have been discovered in Zone B7." I raised an eyebrow. "The same pair as before?" "Yes," he replied in a hushed tone. "The man is partially blind. The woman is completely zombified but still conscious. She's restrained." For the past year, Hans and Winnie had wandered like ghosts around the perimeter of various safe zones. The side effects of the first-generation vaccine had turned Winnie into a conscious zombie, while Hans stubbornly took her everywhere seeking medical help. "Should we expel them?"

We couldn't see anything, not ourselves but feel each other and heard screams of everyone wanting to be free from the dark clouds around us. I cried scared of what was happening. Suddenly my eyes opened hearing a loud growl. A werewolf. My body shakes holding my mom scared. "We found that sheep in wolf clothing!" I heard Bazar yell. My fingers dug into my mom's skin but frightened as I heard the werewolf and protectors fighting. I screamed as it made a loud sound of being killed. "Get rid of the wolfsbane," I heard Bazaar.

This time there is no vision and I sigh in relief, but Ryan is in danger, and I have to find him. I slowly sit up and Caleb looks at me, “Thank you, Maddie.” I nod but I need more information. I need to know where the Zobs came from. “Caleb, where do Zobs come from?” I ask. He looks at Lila and then me, “Well, remember we were talking about lone-wolfs, we believe they are them. Only they are kicked from their packs for the worst reasons-like murder assault and betrayal. So, they find each other in the wild and become a zombie pack essentially.

Making no excuse for her lateness, simply walking to her seat and sitting down, she didn't need Chad learning what new skill her husband, Lucas had picked up from a few, new, wolves that brought out his inner blood lust. A single drop of her blood crosses Lucas's lips, he'll lose ALL control of his wolf in an instant, attacking the source of the Blood. She was lucky to get away this time, but if it happens again, will she be able to stop it? Zoei was the first to say anything to Jisoo after she sat down.

“Yes, but you’ll only reanimate their corpses. They’ll have no souls. Do you understand? No conscience, no emotions…just a mindless creature surviving on pure instinct.” “So a zombie?” “Yes, something like that.” I still think I should try. They were just children - they at least deserve a chance to lead some kind of life. “But-” “There are no buts. Don’t even try. You’ll destroy yourself to bring back monsters. You’ll force me to kill them again, and I really don’t feel like murdering children today.” I pull free of his grip, and despite his warnings, I go into the cottage. I have never seen so much blood. It somehow splattered against the walls and roof. Crimson drops run down the surface

The woman’s small puffed-up eyes were flashing with malice. “And who do we have here?” she spoke in a dry husky voice. A warning bell sounded inside the zombie. A loud one. His instincts were much stronger than those of a human being. However, they worked too late. Livia turned her wheelchair around and stretched out a crooked wrist like a chicken claw. At the same moment, the Dark was roused, heading towards the undead in a death-dealing wave. Zomzom twitched in a fit of horror, but he couldn’t move. His limbs froze. He felt as if he’d turned into a puppet. A doll with only his eyes alive.

Something that could wipe humanity off the map. “The ones who survive… are becoming… something else,” I murmured under my breath, barely able to believe it. “Zombies,” I whispered. The word hung in the air. Rebecca shuddered. “I can’t believe it. It’s happening so fast. What do we do?” “We study it,” I said firmly, more to myself than to her. “I need to get to the bottom of this. We need samples, data, whatever we can get our hands on.”

I knew better; the fish I gave her was boneless. Jane's lips trembled as she tried to steady her voice, "That's because the nurses cleaned her up before they brought her here." "Cleaned her up, huh?" My voice turned icy. "Then answer me this: after death, the body cools, starting with the limbs." I pressed down on my daughter's rigid arms and belly. "So why is her stomach colder than her arms and legs?" I yanked up her sleeve to reveal more than just cold skin. "Livor mortis already? That was fast."

What I saw was the most horrifying sight I had witnessed since the apocalypse began. The first time I saw zombies trying to climb the walls, I’d already worried about the possibility of intelligent zombies appearing. To prevent that from happening, I used the system to reinforce the walls and coat them with an impossibly slick surface. Afterward, any zombie attempting to climb would simply slide back down, which gradually eased my concerns. I never imagined I would one day witness something like this. The zombies were stacking themselves on top of one another like living building blocks. More zombies continuously climbed over the bodies beneath them, using the pile itself as a foundation.