Novel & Cerita Zombie Series

The pack didn't ring a bell to me at all. ‘Maybe he didn't belong to my timeline.’ I concluded in my head. “Werewolves now suck blood now?” I asked confused, now sure that he didn't belong to my timeline. I also discovered I was nothing but a blood slave, my face winced in disgust. “Well, that would make a lot of sense with all chubby flesh I had. How much blood do I even have?” I said sarcastically, relishing the fact that I was the lowest of the low.

It’s an Academy, but how come that it’s dangerous? We’re missing something and I don’t know how I am going to look for that clue because everything seems to be connected. Wizards, Vampires, Werewolves, and Academy. These are the major topics for now, but what if there is tremendous havoc in this world that causes us to be like this? What if our history is the one that gave us tons of conflicts? These are just my imagination and I’m not sure if these are correct because I don’t have any basis but if all of those are connected, therefore I need to collect more information and allies.

Racing to the great room, she grabbed a pair of binoculars that hung ready for use on a hook near the picture window and peered through them. The oversized window in the great room gave her a better angle to look from. That, plus the assistance of the binoculars, allowed her to scrutinize the man’s face. Her blood ran cold when she saw the lifeless eyes and odd colored flesh. This had to be a zombie. She didn’t have to have experience in what they looked like to know that this was one.

Zack Flint answered. Candice Kim right now gasped at Zack Flint as she realized something, "You're a siscon!" she shouted which attracted the attention of Carlos Caparas and co., as well as, the zombie students. "You're so noisy" Zack Flint said and firmly gripped the baseball bat he has as he slowly exposed himself and Candice Kim followed as she covered her face with her hands.If there's a hole, she really wanted to hide her embarrassed face.

I stopped myself, trying to put together the right words," Serious about the blood moon thing?" The blood moon was one of the only nights that I feared for my life even as a child. It was the night at the end of every season where a full moon would rise into the sky, red as blood. Something about it made Vampires become more monsters than anything. They would almost go savage, hunting down anything with a pulse, animals, people in the city, even their own kind, until they got enough blood to ease their hunger. I've witnessed plenty of pets die from the Pet Master back when I was in the shop, despite the rule against it.

“That’s a lot of questions, I know. Do you know anything about zombies?” Dr. Clerval took a last puff from his pipe and placed it carefully back into the ashtray. “Reanimated corpses have been a theme of old folk tales for centuries,” he said, lapsing into his teaching voice. “They are especially connected to the voodoo practiced in places like the Caribbean and Africa. It’s usually a witch doctor or sorcerer who brings the person back to life with a spell. In the last hundred years, zombies have become increasingly common in literature, and a bit later, in film. In these modern stories, it’s usually some kind of plague or radiation that turns hordes of corpses into flesh-eating monsters.”

They did everything according to their plan but it doesn't work. The zombies came out and go straight to Hannah position again and again. This moment she lost her opportunity to play like a dead person, she wasn't able to go back to her former position. The zombies are smart as her, they noticed that Hannah's position that time has changed. They made them think that she's alive so they all came closer to her in a round position.

- Bobby the signal has been made and the 3 of us that is hiding before are now rushing towards the zombies Jimboy without blinking chop the nape of one of the zombie while Art pull the zombie and stab its brain through its eyes while I cut the heels of the zombie Antowi it makes it unbalance and fall down to the ground *RROARRRRRR!!!!!* the zombie Antowi tries to stand but because of its fat size and its heels has been cut it can't stand up anymore the remaining zombie was taken care by Papa and chop off its neck Zombie Antowi was in the ground but still, it's trying to attack us we are a normal person but having a deep grudge to this bully fat ass d*ck makes us feel without any remorse "let

Another disaster soon followed. In the span of a single night, the entire supply of processed serum stored in the base was contaminated by an unknown fungus. The serum was the lifeblood of the base. It was the source of every survivor's courage to leave the safety of the base to fight the zombies. And now, panic spread through the entire base like a plague. "Did you hear the news? All the serum reserves can no longer be used!" "What are we supposed to do now? If another zombie horde comes, we're screwed!"

Something that could wipe humanity off the map. “The ones who survive… are becoming… something else,” I murmured under my breath, barely able to believe it. “Zombies,” I whispered. The word hung in the air. Rebecca shuddered. “I can’t believe it. It’s happening so fast. What do we do?” “We study it,” I said firmly, more to myself than to her. “I need to get to the bottom of this. We need samples, data, whatever we can get our hands on.”