Zombies 2 Novels & Stories

He peered closer, narrowing his gaze on a shimmer among the trees. “Crap. Vampires!” Nikolai spat, adrenaline surging through him. He sprinted for the box hidden between the seats, pulling out two guns. “Are you ready for this?” he asked, loading his weapon. Enzo grabbed the other gun, his expression grim but resolute. Mindlink activated. “Dad!” Nikolai called out through the connection. “Nikolai?” came his father's voice, urgent. “We’re an hour from home. A horde of vampires is closing in,” Nikolai warned.

Everyone’s phone went off at once. "What?" Liam’s fiancée, Chloe, frowned, moving closer to his side. I looked down at my phone. A blood-red scale appeared on the screen. [Welcome to The Last Zombie: Final Reckoning.] [Detected: 15 members of the Sterling family.] [Objective: Eliminate all zombies. The last player standing inherits the entire family fortune.] [Current Asset Valuation: $12.7 Billion.] The living room went dead silent. "What kind of sick joke is this?" Liam tried to close the app, but the screen wouldn't budge. "Who made this?"

There was something about him that made Jasper think that he just might be able to help him like once things settled down. If his information was correct, unlike the vampires and werewolves, the zombies weren’t sent from another dimension. They were humans whose humanity went bad. If Jasper was correct, zombiesm was caused by a virus of some type. If there was one thing that he was certain of it was that all viruses had a cure. He just needed time to find it.

Something is off. Seems like I'm going wrong? I remember that there are a lot of green trees at this part but why the hell it's only a blad trees are planted here. The sky also became dark signaling that there would be heavy rain. I don't have an umbrella with me! I put my phone to check if my location is correct but shocks no battery! I forgot to charge my phone! O. M. No signal yet! The hell! I groaned loudly in irritation. The owner of that house was unlucky! Who is that 'gorilla' and I can really kill him!

After a few minutes more the candle lights came on again while the owls returned. I waited to watch in alert and zero seconds. The new vampires stood up in their immortal forms, all in a separate species from the other. They were all physically different. The first one looked very similar to the joker, only this one had fangs, longer nails, a deadly face that made him look like an angry bat, short, red-skinned, and a very huge head. I quickly recognized that one to be the night prowler. He was of the Yara-ma-yha-who breed. An ancient breed common in Japan.

Cadell Brian and Ghost Scene Female General were delighted to hear that, for Tadhg Walter's strength, the two believed without a doubt, were chased by these zombies again, it is estimated that they will be on the same road, if the young man in front of them has been assigned, they do it okay, otherwise the zombies on the other side chased and didn't leave, and this side confessed to Tadhg Walter the price they couldn't bear. Ghost Scene Female General directly holds a bone spear and a level five blue-haired zombie to fight in a team, Cadell Brian also controls the skeleton around another level five green-haired zombie. Tadhg Walter raised his hand, a golden light appeared, dealing with these

A gust of wind sent chills through her body, and she turned to see Mason tackling Julian to the ground; both vampires had their fangs bared, just as planned. Zander staggered drunkenly until his vision cleared. He steadied himself and reached into his jacket for his gun; cocking and aiming it at the fighting vampires. His aim constantly shifted as Mason and Julian continued to gain the upper hand on one another; and with another gust of wind, Julian had vanished.

I asked, turning toward him where he sat beside me. “Of course I didn’t.” I opened my mouth, fully prepared to call him an idiot for leaving behind what was probably the single most important thing he had ever invented, but John cut me off before I could start. “I couldn’t exactly walk out of Asterion carrying experimental material from a classified government contract, Patty. Everything in that lab is logged, monitored, and controlled. And the place is filled with CCTV cameras. If even one vial went missing, they would know.” “John, the zombie apocalypse is a week from today, and you’re worried about inventory logs?” I asked, genuinely baffled by my brother’s priorities.

Screams tore through the B2 level. Martha and I bolted for the stairs. Marcus stumbled behind. The smell of blood hit us like a wall. In the makeshift chapel, Sister Catherine was on her knees before the cross. A bloody hole gaped in her neck. A zombie was hunched over her, greedily tearing at her flesh. It had crawled in through an air vent. “Oh God…” Marcus retched. I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head.

Dan gripped a machete in his hand, but it was useless against mutated zombies. Just as one of them lunged forward, about to bite through Dan’s neck, I stood on the second-floor balcony, holding a cup of coffee, calmly looking down at the scene below. “Ruth,” I said lightly, “they’re too loud.” From the shadows behind me, Ruth stepped forward and simply glanced down at the yard. “Boom!” In an instant, the zombies were crushed flat against the ground by the overwhelming force of gravity. The sound of bones shattering rang out, and a moment later, they were all reduced to pulp.