Zombies 3 Aliens Novels & Stories

We were on high alert all the way. The emergency lights were strobing, threatening to fizz out at any moment. The air was thick with the stench of blood and the rancor of rotten flesh. The growls of zombies added to the noise in the air. Right when we were about to arrive at the exit, a familiar voice called out for help, "Help! Please!" We checked out the source of the shout and realized it was Yves. He was trapped in a corner, and three zombies were tearing his flesh out. His right arm was ripped from his torso, and blood spurted like a fountain.

Clang. A shrill metallic banging suddenly tore through the air. "Shit—that's a lure!" Alec's expression instantly turned grim. From within the green fog came countless hoarse roars. Dense black shapes crawled out from every direction, their skin rotting, eyes blood-red, surging toward us like a tide. "Horde incoming—get in the vehicles!" Alec shouted, already raising his gun and firing. "What's going on?! Where did all these zombies come from?" Eliza screamed, her legs going weak.

At the base entrance, the guard stopped us for the usual inspection. “Your infection test came back negative, right?” I nodded. The guard was just about to let me through when Ethan Cross, the team’s new medic, suddenly spoke up. “Wait, Captain. What about that scratch on your arm from the mutated rat?” The air froze. The guard’s expression changed at once. “Captain Hale, is that true?” I gritted my teeth. “It is. But the wound has already been treated, and I have antibodies.” “I’m carrying a top-level mission. I need to enter the base immediately.” The guard hesitated, his hand already moving toward the gate controls. But Ethan stepped across my path and blocked me. “Captain! Y

After a while, Winston quickly signaled the two to retreat. As soon as the three backed off, the zombies hiding beneath the rubbles resurfaced and started attacking them. Side by side, the trio decided to shoot as the pistol in their hands fired consecutive shots at the zombies. It was that moment, they didn’t realize they were already firing the guns with no regards.

The Six Elders should just wait, She would definitely get her revenge. "Ding! Soul Fragments detected" AI3 alerted as Rose just raised her eyes. "There is nobody here" She Reminded him lightly to find out if he is broken. "Host! The lord god and his group are surrounded by Zombies, hurry and go and save them" AI3 yelled anxiously. "What a pity. But unfortunately I'm just a Zombie with a low IQ" She rolled her eyes smugly. "But you have the ability to order Zombies, because you are a high level Zombie" AI3 reminded her.

Either way, I fell hard for him, even if he scared me. When I was sixteen, everything changed. The entire world changed because we realized we weren’t alone. I’m not talking about aliens. Nope, crazy as it sounds, I’m talking about Zombies. Not the slow, dumb kind. It turns out zombies are fast, strong, intelligent, and vicious. Not only do they eat brains, but they will eat human flesh if brains are available. We didn’t get zombies from a virus, a vaccine, or any of the normal things in the books, movies, or TV shows. It turns out zombies come from a mutated human gene that activates after death. This mutated gene is inherited by one's father if he carries the mutation.

"Mostly. Although the planet isn't as large as some we inhabit so it's not quite so impressive. And it's broken up into sectors with high speed shuttles in between them. You want one kind of item, you go to one area and you have lots of choices." "And if you want a human slave you go to another," I replied, before wanting to mentally smack myself. I just couldn't keep the snark at home. "Yup, and that's broken down into several different areas too. Men, Women, kids, families, other aliens that we've enslaved." "Wow..." I replied, blown away by how big this sounded. "And you've been there before?" "Many times. I take it you haven't?" "No. I heard it was pretty unsafe for a woman alone."

I said, ignoring her exaggerated laments. "For a house, yes, but for a small Beach vacation house.....I don't think so; this is not normal." She whispered dramatically beside me. I rolled my eyes. The White, massive beach house looked as though it was taken from a cinematic fantasy book. It looked simple and still magnificent. We waited for a minute outside after the guards got our names to ring us in. The second Damien stepped out to greet us, the triplets ran toward him, and he scooped them both into his arms like they weighed nothing.

Biggie, Scarlet, White Doll, and Rayne! Rank 3 Male Zombie, Rank 2 Male Zombie, Rank 1 Female Zombie.

I was nothing more than a surrogate they hired. Their original plan was to stress me out with a diet of high-cholesterol meat and the grief of losing loved ones, hoping I would die in an accident and they could inherit my dad's fortune and cash in on a fat insurance policy. However, when I jumped from the upstairs and ended up in a coma, only to wake up soon after, they panicked about being found out and crafted a fake reality around me, a true Truman Show. In the sterile quiet of the hospital room, the past year's nightmare played out again. They pumped me full of drugs that twisted reality, convincing me I was given a second chance at life.