Zombies 2 Novels & Stories

A mixture of emotions flashed in Lila's eyes before finally settling on determination. The zombies before them all looked the same as the ones they've dealt with previously, but as someone who had fought them for over two years, Lila could tell that the two zombies at the front were definitely level two. They were faster and were obviously the ones leading the others. One had to know that there was leadership even among zombies. Just like how human would create bases later on, zombies would also create hordes.

Through the window, I watched the old man walk away, coughing into his sleeve. *He's a kind man. But kindness won't save him.* *The flu itself doesn't kill. It just makes people's bodies weak. Then the zombie virus moves in and takes over.* I started the engine. *Three days until Doomsday. I need to spend my last money now.* --- The bell above the door jingled as I walked into Summit Outdoors, the biggest sporting goods store in the area. I headed straight to the back wall, where rows of tools hung on hooks.

When Evelyn Hart realizes her boyfriend and stepsister have deliberately left her behind to be torn apart by the infected, she knows she has been betrayed by the two people she trusted most. But death is not the end. Evelyn wakes up three days before the apocalypse begins, with every memory of her previous life still fresh in her mind. This time, she refuses to waste a single second. A mysterious Spatial Sanctuary awakens inside her, beginning as nothing more than a tiny storage space. Unlike ordinary abilities, it can evolve. The more resources she gathers, the more powerful and expansive it becomes. With the apocalypse approaching, Evelyn quietly sells her investments, retrieves e

The audio visualizer on her console was spiking wildly, the green line jumping erratically as the screams from the city bled through the bunker's external microphones. It was a cacophony of terror—human screams, the wet, gurgling shrieks of the infected, the pop of gunfire, the crash of breaking glass, the roar of engines as survivors tried to flee.Maya rested her hand more firmly over her belly, her thumb pressing gently against the fabric.

They just kept coming. "They are zombies!" Jack screamed, reloading. "Tech-zombies!" Sebastian didn't have a weapon heavy enough. He looked at the Nullifier. He looked at Harper. "Do it!" Harper slammed her hand onto the needle. STAB. The machine woke up. HUUUUUUUM. A low, deep vibration began to fill the room. The skulls on the walls started to chatter. "It needs time to charge!" Braun yelled, throwing a Molotov cocktail (made from rubbing alcohol) at the horde. "We have to buy her two minutes!"

In the rearview mirror, I saw her chase after us before collapsing. Dustin hobbled out, trying to pull her back, and they struggled on the ground. Then, several zombies emerged from the shadows. Those were high-tier ones. Emilia screamed and fired, but her gun was empty of bullets.

The guards had stocked up on instant meals. Better yet, there was a full toolbox—hammers, axes, the works. If zombies found me, I wasn't going down without a fight. Seconds crawled. A faint metallic smell drifted through the air. On the cot, the three cats slept like nothing was coming. I checked my watch. 5, 4, 3... 2... 1... [Welcome to the Zombie Apocalypse World. The game begins now. All players, do your best to survive.] The mechanical voice rang in my ears.