Zombie Revelations Novels & Stories

Surprisingly enough, I was reborn to the timeframe where there were six hours left before the zombie outbreak began. Memories of my past life were replayed in my mind like a movie reel. It was as if I could still smell the rotten and bloodied stench wafting from the zombies. With a trembling hand, I felt my neck. Although it felt smooth and flawless, I could still feel phantom pain flaring from it. The moment my phone's screen lit up, I turned my attention to it immediately. It was currently October 2nd, 2025, also known as the day the zombie virus was leaked.

For the first time, we could let go of all our masks. I watched the fire and remembered the morning I was reborn. I woke up screaming the day after Grandpa’s funeral. Drenched in cold sweat. Everything in the dream had been so real—the zombies’ roars, my family’s betrayal, the final, desperate pain as Liam pushed me into the horde to save himself. But when I looked at the calendar, I realized something. I had been reborn. I was back before the game even started. The first person to confirm my suspicions was Chloe.

But that didn’t escalate our shock, this did. We started to hear movement somewhere around the store. Ambrose was behind us, he tried to move closer, and ‘tripped’ on something and fell. Hannah pointed her torch only for us to see that a zombie held Ambrose’s leg, before any action could be taken, the zombie dug her teeth into Ambrose’s leg which made him let out a scream of horror. “Fuck!!!” I yelled and grabbed a fire extinguisher and smashed it into the Zombie’s head as she was moving towards us.

"Morgan is afraid of the dark, so she goes in the middle. Julian is a guy, so he goes to the back. As your aunt and your sister-in-law, I'll protect you from the front." Thus, they walked in formation. But as they walked, Julian felt someone grab his ankle. He looked down and saw someone in a white shirt with bloodied hands, like a zombie that had crawled out from the gutter. He yelled and jumped in fright. Valerie and Morgan turned. When they saw the zombie on the ground, they screamed and ran. They got to a room where the door squeaked and creaked. There, a ghost wailed around them. They looked up and saw a female corpse hanging from the rafters. Her face was ashen and her eyes were sunken

she took a bite of the green apple from the center basket. You may be wondering what she did. Well, sometimes the power in a being that should no longer be in a place is more than unlimited. That was the case with Melia, as she explained to Orleans. Before standing Helena up outside the morgue, Melia came out first and stood in front of the morgue with her back turned and crouched down. She closed her brown eyes, which were completely dark without a trace of white, and with Elijah still inside the morgue, she could feel the area around her shake briefly. They thought it was the beginning of an earthquake, but it wasn't. A few minutes later, everything stopped shaking and a gray line formed a

He prompted. "I learned something tonight." She began, hesitating as she thought over what she had learned. "I have reason to believe that the vampires are planning an uprising. Last night, there wasn't a single one roaming the streets which isn't normal for the city." She explained. "Don't be ridiculous, Harley! Where on earth would you get an idea like that?" Zander scoffed. "I'm not being ridiculous, this information came from a trustworthy source." She defended. "Oh really? And what was that source?" He questioned.

"Damn it! It's him again!" "Who?" Bima asked, his heart dropping. "The Zombie Vlogger! He always shows up when there's good food!" The wooden boards at the back of the store vibrated. Then, a hole opened up, and glowing red eyes emerged from the darkness. Followed by a filthy hand holding an old camera, recording the two of them. And behind him, another zombie shadow, larger, with a pot belly and a giant spatula in his hand, ready to uploading content!

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?"

Josephine started having trouble sleeping. Every night, she'd sit alone in the living room, staring at the lamp she'd left on. She tried turning it off once, but when the darkness closed in around her, the memories only became clearer. The image of me curled up in the corner, the cuts running down my arm, the way my face snapped to the side when she slapped me. She unlocked her phone and opened her photo gallery. There were pictures of Brady, Owen, and the three of them together as a family.

the pilot shouted over the noise, pointing down. Rachel pressed her face against the window, her breath fogging the glass. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight below: two figures locked in what could only be described as a battle of wills. The first, a tall, commanding young man, exuded a dark aura, his outstretched arms seemingly manipulating the swarming mass of zombies around him. The second, a younger man, stood his ground, his golden-hued eyes glowing with defiance as the horde seemed to hesitate under his influence.