Zombies 3 Addison Alien Novels & Stories

I remained silent at the front, with my gun raised and ready the whole time. The emergency lights in the research lab flickered on and off, and the air stank of blood and decay. Distant growls of the zombies rumbled through the halls. We were about to reach the exit when a familiar wail cut through the darkness. "Help… Please, help me!" I took a closer look and saw Esmeralda pinned against a wall by three zombies, their teeth sinking into her. Her right arm had been ripped off, blood gushing like a fountain.

My squad and I ran forward at full speed. Clara was pinned against the wall by two zombies, their teeth planted into her flesh. Her left leg had already been ripped clean off, and blood sprayed in violent pulses from the stump. She writhed in agony, but her eyes lit up with hope when she saw us. "Help me, Alice! Kill them, please!" She collapsed to the floor, dragging herself forward with trembling arms. Her blonde hair was matted with blood and filth.

Driven by the scent of the meat, the zombies would mindlessly keep running forward nonstop. The cages were connected directly to generators, which meant those zombies would now produce electricity for me day and night. A few more setups like this, and I’d never have to worry about power again. After solving the electricity problem, the system rewarded me with another huge batch of survival points. And I had already spent part of those points preparing a little surprise for Sharon. The moment Sharon noticed the facial recognition scanner on the gate, her eyes lit up with excitement. The two of us looked almost identical.

Without my mutative abilities to reinforce the camp's defenses, they wouldn't hold up much longer. I clenched my fist, my nails digging into my palm. Tomorrow would be day three. Emilia, this would be your last chance. The first light of dawn barely touched the horizon when I stormed out of the isolation room. Those gray-white streaks on my right arm had already spread halfway up my shoulder. A night had passed, and the air smelled even more rancid now. I could feel the zombies closing in. Without me as the primary fighter, the camp wouldn't last much longer.

On the day the zombie outbreak occurs, I tell my boyfriend, Valerio Petrucci, to come over and hide in my apartment, where my front door is already reinforced. Soon, sounds of the door being knocked can be heard. I'm about to get up when transparent comment bubbles appear in front of my eyes. "Don't open the door! Valerio isn't the only one out there—there are a bunch of loan sharks with him as well!" "One of them is already infected with the zombie virus and is about to turn into a zombie!"

the man must have thought he had won. It seemed he had really won. Grace had yet not said anything for a long time. "Call Mayor Mount" he commanded Raymond. "Phone is in the car" Raymond winced. Grace dipped her hand into her pocket and brought out a vial. It had been long since Raymond saw one of these. Grace ingested it. The next part was not what he always liked. He looked away. Grace would transform into a zombie with a lot of pains. "Three minutes" the man said over the megaphone again. It seemed he was getting impatient.

" I stumbled back, carrying the three cats into the security room and slamming the door behind us. By the time they had been arguing outside, a few zombies had already wandered close behind. Before the apocalypse, they'd called me "saintly". But not anymore. If things were going to get deadly, survival was every one for themselves. These zombies were different—they attacked with purpose, not for feeding. Before the lion and the crocodiles could react, the infection had already spread to most of the crowd. The stench of blood thickened the air, drawing more zombies in. The landlord's crocodiles and Dominic's lion were surrounded, their throats ripped out in moments.

Being captured The year on earth is 3125 a.d. Aliens exist and the species that have controlled the past fifty years are not friendly and think of us humans as merely free range cattle. They love to drink human blood and some consume our flesh. The earth's governments discovered the invaders that called themselves Demirkans. They were reptilian like humanoids. I just call them bloodsucking scum. I'm Zax Derix, an eighteen year old half human male currently sitting in my hideout within a cave in Yellowstone National Park. It's 2:30 a.m,

It develops too fast and one wrong step could push her back to the death hole. Harry observes the girl and glimpsed several changes. "Are you getting better?" Ava jolted clearly in shock that the male lead noticed her transformation." Hmm... I eat... I feel better..." This sentence is enough for him to understand that this girl is not well fed by the family. He is grateful to cook for her yesterday or she would be even weaker now. Zombies can gain nutrients only by eating meats or they would lose their meat or skins for not taking them. It is like drugs for them, if they don't take it they'll die. "Then... do you want to eat with me again?" He throws a big gentle smile for her almost blindi