Zombie Road Novels & Stories

The Master AI blinked, projecting the route. << ACTIVATING ROUTE GUIDANCE. DISTANCE TO BIOLOGY RESEARCH CENTER: 5 KILOMETERS. >> << ROUTE: THROUGH SLUM AREAS CONTAMINATED BY 'PEEPER ZOMBIES' (NEW VARIANT: 'STALKER ZOMBIE' – HIGHLY CUNNING, MOVES WITHOUT SOUND, SENSITIVE TO WI-FI SIGNALS). << Warning: High risk of falling into the 'Silence Trap'. >> Stalker Zombies? Wi-Fi signal sensitive? Bima frowned.

- Bobby after clearing the remaining zombies, the group slowly moves to the source of the scream *SSHRRIEEEK!!* another sound again! “UUU!! we are near...”- David as they move forward the zombies are becoming denser until they arrive at two roads, it connects the one to the near residence called Perez CMPD, while the other one is a deeper part of Padrinao Area the area deeper to the Padrinao area is a downward slope, but it is wider than the street of their hideout

Brie didn't think much about it, but a knot in her stomach told her it wasn't a good scent. "It seems safe enough." Adam declared and jogged to her side quickly. He took in the sight, then Brie saw him go pale. She followed his gaze and gasped as she spotted a lump of torn meat on the road. It was impossible to tell if the shape was human or not. They stared, astonished. Brie couldn't find the right words, but when she did, she regretted speaking. "What animal is that?" She gulped. Adam shook his head softly. "Don't ask, let's just go."

I have to talk to dad regarding the car, allowance like I need it for something. Looking around the town, Rowena is really boring. On the route I am going I can see some bakeries, coffeehouses, restaurants, people running somewhere, I wonder if this town has an elite area, and where it is. I am standing in front of Rowena Highschool, my only goal today is not to kill anyone and just to stay as invisible as I can, see how things work, and step aside. I just want to finish this and see what the hell I am going to do with my life later. Entering the school I asked the guard where the principal's office was and started walking that way. The school does not look that bad, it looks poor but I gues

Welcome to Jolly Road. Raverine read the huge and torn billboard on top of an under-construction building. Rustic beauty and some vintage aesthetic would be its description for tourists, but eerie and deadly for someone who lives for a long time near this road. It’s the road of the dead, mourning souls, and a hideout of evil. Raverine parked his car beside a street light that emits a flickering, low light. He turned off the engine of his car and examined the sidewalks. Raverine looked for his gun underneath his car's passenger seat and tucked it into the right side of his jeans.

“Did you see any zombies when you went through there?” “I can’t lie. I did,” he admitted, “but only a few stragglers. They tend to stay in large clusters. You’ll find them in larger numbers deeper into the territory.” “What did you do when you saw them?” Felix asked with genuine curiosity. “Did you kill them? Can you kill them?” Rex studied Felix carefully. “I’m surprised that you’re worried about them. What, with you camping here and all. I killed two just last week not far from here.”

He was at a car parked behind them, talking with a couple of guys. Bhoomika sensed something strange. Something wasn’t right. For a fleeting moment, she hoped that she wouldn’t have to regret the hasty decision she’d taken. As she watched on, the guys stepped out of the car, handed a stack of hard cash to the tall, handsome stranger and approached the vehicle she was in. Tears sprung to her eyes as she realized the horrifying truth: she was a fool to have trusted him. ***

“Long enough to get a new car.” “It doesn’t look very new,” I sarcastically remarked back at him. He didn’t respond, just stared ahead at the road. “So, how long until we get there?” “Another hour or so.” “How can you tell? Is there some kind of Werewolf ability for that?” “No, it’s just called a map. And, we're Shape Shifters.” “Oh,” I felt so stupid I just wanted to curl up in a ball and hide in a corner. But, instead, I pushed for answers. “What can you do?”

The world should end on a Monday. There’s something honest about that. Brutal, yes, but clean. A Monday already has the emotional texture of damp socks and unpaid bills, so adding zombies feels less like a cosmic betrayal and more like management escalating a complaint. Unfortunately, the world chooses Thursday at 6:17 p.m., while Maya Rodriguez is standing barefoot in her kitchen, trying to decide whether expired sour cream is a negotiable concept. “It smells fine,” Dex says from behind her.

"Why is it so loud this early..." His voice was cut off. On the screen back in the bunker, Julian's pupils widened. He froze as if someone had cast a curse on him. The once-bustling downtown streets had become a hellscape. Burning vehicle wrecks were everywhere. Torn flesh and innards littered the ground, and hundreds, maybe thousands, of bloodstained zombies staggered through the streets. One zombie lay sprawled on the hood of a sedan, greedily gnawing on a human leg.