Zombie Lord Novels & Stories

The zombie Lord stood imposing, with 2 and the half meter high, the sheer size of it's bulky and rotted body were enough to competed with a 2 adult bear. Unlike the previous normal zombies we encountered, Zombie Lord were much more looked like a threat, Bulging muscle, high reflex actions, heightened sensory response. It's almost look like a Hulk from a super hero movie, except instead of green this zombie lord was blue in color, bruised blue to be more exact. It looks both rotted and imposing, which doesn't really do much to me, but to Elijah, Mina,Bar and Rafaela it's enough to make them contemp

I asked whoever was there to come in, and a vampire strode in. "Lord Ralph, I am sorry, but we might have a little problem." I looked at the older vampire. His eyes looked sad, and it got me curious. "What are you talking about?" "Someone killed Jones, and I think it's a human." I almost laughed at that. "Your hatred for humans is taking a toll on you guys. How can a weaker creature defeat an undead?" "Was there any proof? The camera must have caught the person," Colbert inquired.

How could I get another chance at living only to die again at the dizzying fangs of the Vampire Lord? I tried to call out to him. “My Lord, please… please, you must stop now.” He didn't break through his haze; he just kept going. I was starting to feel dizzy. I desperately wished someone would come in and knock some sense into him. As blackness started to creep into my vision, I whispered his name with a tear falling from my eye. “Alistair, please stop.” Like magic, he wrenched back, a low gasp escaping his throat.

He desperately twisted his body like a dehydrated jerky in mid-air. I leaned against the windowsill, remote control in hand, and grinned broadly. "Uncle Adam, calm down. Didn't you always brag about being a fishing master, catching ten-pound carp with a snap of your fingers, while my dad only ever catches rotten fish and shrimp? Well, today, I'll let you be the bait and see if we can catch something big. They'll bite if they want to." The group of zombies below was in an uproar. Fresh flesh and blood were right before their eyes, making their eyes bloodshot. Several strong zombies piled on top of each other, stretching out their withered claws to reach for Uncle Adam's head.

If you Zapped someone for too long, apparently you could kill them, Lars warned me. I was number 2 and Braiden was number 3. The remote was programmed with enough numbers to account for the whole Pack, I couldn’t help but notice. I pointed the remote at Lars and pressed the big button. Lars sparked violently and silently, instantly starting to foam at the mouth a little, and collapsed to the ground. He twitched hard a couple times, involuntary lurches over the leaves. His hands clawed automatically at his throat, but it was of course no use. Once a collar was on you, there was no way for you to tear it off or break it, he had told me. Only the cursed remote.

There was something about him that made Jasper think that he just might be able to help him like once things settled down. If his information was correct, unlike the vampires and werewolves, the zombies weren’t sent from another dimension. They were humans whose humanity went bad. If Jasper was correct, zombiesm was caused by a virus of some type. If there was one thing that he was certain of it was that all viruses had a cure. He just needed time to find it.

The world had changed long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought.

“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.

The protectors and hunters looked at the leader waiting for his command on what to do next. "Put down your weapon," he ordered them. They obeyed. Bazaar left me from the stage and approached Turner. "Tell me how you're still alive, my men saw you were dead and buried you?" asked Bazaar curiously as his eyes steadily observed his entire body. "It was not my time, I guess," retorted Turner. "The god above gave me a second chance to help get rid of the werewolves once and for all!" Turner shouted eager to kill all the deadly beasts.

"I received a report last night, some level 3 Zombie also possessed a core and human can absorb their core to make our abilities stronger. So, after the storm subsided, we can kill zombie while we're on the way to Imperial city to get their cores." "So, what level of zombie have already appeared?" - Zhi Yin asked Nangong Yuan Zhi wrinkled his brow as he gaze at Zhi Yin. Zhi Yin expression did not change when he Heard what he said that zombie also possessed a core and it can even help humans to advance. He is not surprised. or either he is just too calm. "Level four low rank, that was the highest zombie yet that got reported. But..." "But?" - Zhi Yin asked as he turn around to face Nangong Yu