Zombie Lord Novels & Stories

Luis felt dizzy and blood was dripping from his nose. Jane asked him why the zombies were out?Luis said it was Gomez's fault.Then he realizes that his body is changing and he starts feeling pain seriously. His teeth in his mouth scattered together relentlessly and uncontrollably, and he couldn't stop himself from shaking. Then his voice suddenly sounded hard. He saw the syringe on the floor with a blood stain on it. His eyes were narrowed, rigid, cold, hard, at that moment.Then laugh unreal laugh and said all the Zombies will eat everybody because Gomez has made way for them!.

Todd didn't want that. "Back to the report, please" Todd heaved a sigh of relief as Karl opened back the notes. "So, what is going to happen to the bitten" Karl sought answers again. "Have you ever watched a zombie movie?" Todd tried explaining in the easiest way he thought Karl would understand. "Are you saying they will become zombies?" Karl asked excitingly. "Yeah, more like that" Todd hoped he had satisfied him. "How are we going to know you are not lying" Karl asked ridiculously. Todd was maddened.

But something happened that dashed that hope. It happened during an informal council meeting. Talk had turned to the history of Zombieland. One of the Masters had spoke proudly of how zombies were the Moon Goddess’s first and favored creation. Roydo, unable to stay silent, had spoken. “Master,” he said softly, “from my research, I don't believe that is true. The wolves were her first creation, not us.” The hall fell deathly silent. Every face turned toward him in horror at such blasphemous words, every face except Donton’s.

Like he hadn't eaten in years, he tore the man's stomach open with his nails and dug in. The other two scaled the walls, dragging people out through windows, ripping into them one by one. Screams tore through the night. The whole complex turned into hell. Then—just like that—Bella's lion dropped from upstairs. At her command, it moved, jaws slick with blood, lunging at the zombies. The infected had just turned. They couldn't handle a beast at full force. One swipe—done. The lion shut it all down in minutes. Silence. Total silence.

I slowly rose from my feet and inquired coldly, "Do you understand what you're asking for? This serum is the result of three years of research! It can halt the zombie virus within five minutes of infection. "It's still experimental, but it's humanity's last hope… and I only have one dose left!" "I know that!" he snapped. "But that serum kills all viruses, doesn't it? Esmeralda's in pain. Quit stalling and give it to me already!" The conference room went dead silent. The deputy leader couldn't take it anymore. He slammed the table and spat out, "Are you out of your mind, Noah? She just has a fever! You'd waste humanity's last hope for that?"

The shelter’s main gate collapsed, and a tide of zombies poured inside, roaring and screeching. “Honey, this one’s on you.” I hid behind her and pointed at the incoming swarm. Ruth raised her hand without a trace of emotion. As a deep, dull hum filled the air, the dozen zombies charging in front exploded instantly into clouds of blood mist. Flesh and blood splattered across the walls. The zombies behind them hadn’t even had time to react before a horrifying force crushed them flat into pulp. This was the S-class ability—gravity manipulation. It was the ultimate wipe-out skill.

As expected, the comment section overwhelmingly supported her. Within minutes, people began organizing groups dedicated to “taking down” my estate. Watching the online mob rapidly grow larger, I remained completely unfazed. I couldn’t even be bothered to defend myself, because I already understood one thing clearly: In the apocalypse, having resources was a crime in itself. Besides, after all my renovations, the estate’s defenses had become virtually indestructible. Even zombies couldn’t get inside, so how could ordinary humans possibly break through? Still, the moment I saw the video, I immediately sensed something was wrong.

They could also drink blood if they feel like it. They could bathe themselves and sleep. But they could also keep themselves awake for a week. They are creatures created by science. A composite of the two strongest types of organisms. Hunters are made to balance them. They hunt humans who run after vampires and hunt vampires who takes pleasure on killing humans for satiation. The boy looked pale and shaking. But to his utmost shock, the boy turned from a lanky coward to a boastful and irritating boy. "You shouldn't be here! Our clan leader is the governor of this region. You are not allowed to s-stop us!", The kids behind the boy nodded and seconded his overly confident statement. Even after

If he doesn't take bold steps, the rest of the Drudge Vampires might also be killed in the same manner and the Werewolves would eventually be able to defeat them. "Cremate their bodies immediately." Lord Ray commanded as he rose up from his seat. Moscow brought up the idea of placing one of the Drudge Vampire's dead bodies into a crescent tomb in order to find out what caused their death but Lord Ray shoved it off. He knew that it would take a longer time before someone could eventually wake up in the crescent tomb and he couldn't wait for that long. He desperately needed a solution at that very moment.

Children were warned to watch out for him as he prowled the woods at night. Women were advised not to approach him. He is the adversary that men fight. He is the dreaded shadow that watches over your home. He is the god who prowls, leaving a trail of horrible creatures and darkness in his wake. He is the wild man who serves as a warning to keep our wolves under control. The alpha of all alphas—The wolf god. While looking at Lily, I had goosebumps on my arms due to an icy sensation that shouldn't have been possible given the number of warm humans crammed inside the bunker. My body went numb, and my chest felt hollow and cold all at once.