Zombie Man Novels & Stories

So she was sure this man was the one. After all, Panda B was an association of business men and women. And judging by this man's appearance, he must be from there. He's presence alone told her that he wasn't an ordinary man. Infact, she was also surprised at first when Lucia told her they were getting help from them. But she was still thankful to God for these children. They have suffered a lot. If this man could be with her little Lus, then he would protect both siblings now that Jonny, Lucia's fiance is about to break off the engagement. She really hoped that Lucia would be strong for herself and Pablo. Pablo was a sensible kid who knew when and when not to ask questions. Although he wante

This was all him, this was all the weird evil man baby. I stopped running and fell to the ground panting. My heart was beating like it was about to leave my chest and I had not noticed until now but I was the only one on the streets. it was completely deserted. Where did all the humans go? Did he kill them all? or were we in another world? his world. What even was he? or it?

"The figure turned at us and growled aggressively, his mouth was dripping f**king blood! He growled once again and started running towards us. "It's a f**king Zombie!!!" Jake, our goalkeeper yelled and we all scattered, running for our lives. I grabbed my bag and ran also, Ambrose and I ran in the same direction. We heard someone who sounded familiar scream, we stopped and turned back to see that Fern has been bitten on the neck, the zombie chewed on Fern's neck skin that he tore. Seconds later, Fern rose up also, not as Fernandez anymore but as a flesh-eating monster. "We need to f**king run!" Ambrose yelled and we took to our heels.

he said, as he looked at Meredith and laughed, showing a row of small crooked teeth. “You guys are ridiculous,” he added. “You turned your best friend into a zombie. Then killed him and now you show no remorse,” Meredith said. “I created those creatures of night. I feel so powerful,” he boasted completely ignoring Meredith. Olivia’s mind was racing. She had to think quickly. They needed to kill him and get away from this monster and his private hell. The zombies were asleep but as soon as the sun went down they will be up. “What are you thinking about?” he asked Olivia. “Do you want to kill me? Yes, I am totally killable.”

Someone please clarify this! The huge blank door opened. A middle-aged man, with a white complexion with dark touches and a pleasant smile, greeted them. He asked them what they needed and Melia in her way that consisted of a flirtatious smile and a kindness that no one had seen until now, told him what they needed and, at first the gentleman surnamed Stuart, refused. But after a few minutes, he let them in. The interior of that place was between neutral and light tones. The air conditioning gave more presence to the place of death.

"my father is the Caden! Get that into your dumb head and leave my family alone. Look, I need I need to be honest with you at this point. I only came here so I could end things with you. I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry for involving in your business but, you got the girl back. Just let me go and let me be. I beg of you" "Well, too late sweetheart because, you now belong to me" "I told you to stop claiming me as yours! I'm never yours, to begin with. Why can't you just let me be and leave me alone, you zombie man" "What did you just call me?" He asked, chuckling. "You heard me right. You're a zombie man. You never act like someone who

The door swung open, and there stood Chester, who was supposed to have been a fixture in the morgue for the past two weeks. I nodded at him, my face a blank slate. "It's been a while!" The relatives froze, their exchanged glances screaming silent panic. "Ah!" "He's alive!" "I said we shouldn't visit the morgue after midnight, but no, you had to see for yourselves!" "All this for a few bucks from selling their organs? It's not worth dying over." My aunt, gripping Theodore's arm and shaking it, wailed. I let out an icy laugh, lifted my hand, and gave Chester a slap that left a red mark blazing on his cheek.

I remained silent at the front, with my gun raised and ready the whole time. The emergency lights in the research lab flickered on and off, and the air stank of blood and decay. Distant growls of the zombies rumbled through the halls. We were about to reach the exit when a familiar wail cut through the darkness. "Help… Please, help me!" I took a closer look and saw Esmeralda pinned against a wall by three zombies, their teeth sinking into her. Her right arm had been ripped off, blood gushing like a fountain.

Screams came next, rolling in from the distance and then closer, overlapping. I went to the window and lifted one corner of the curtain. Panic was already spilling into the streets. People ran, and voices cried out for help. A man in pajamas stumbled out of the convenience store downstairs, with a stiff, jerky shape right behind him. It was a zombie. Its face was torn and bloody, its eyes were milky gray, and it kept moving forward as if it could smell him. The man made it only a few steps before he was tackled to the ground, and his scream cut off abruptly. The zombie pinned him down and tore into his flesh with nothing but hunger.

"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?"