Zombies 3 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She watched as the zombies pulled out her ruined kidney and swallowed it in one bite. In the end, she got exactly what she wanted and died in that penthouse. The penthouse was covered in a sea of blood. I sat in front of the control panel in the underground bunker and looked at the mangled remains scattered across the screen. Then, I calmly reached out to shut off the screen. More than a dozen screens went black at the same time. As they went dark, all that hatred and betrayal were swallowed by the end of the world. I survived the most dangerous and chaotic first three months of the zombie virus outbreak.

I casually tossed the grenade up and down in my hand like a ball before hurling it toward the car where Scarface was hiding. By the time Scarface managed to shove away the zombies around him, his entire body had already erupted into flames. He staggered around screaming in agony, desperately trying to find water to put himself out. But there was nothing here that could save him. I watched expressionlessly as he burned into a charred corpse before collapsing onto the ground. I wondered how many survival points the system would reward me after destroying this many zombies at once. Thinking about that, I turned and walked back toward the estate.

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.

“What do you intend, then?” Zora's smile widened, revealing her morbid satisfaction. “First, I will eliminate the three pests in the den in front of you. Then, I will kill you. After that, when Hunter arrives, I'll tell him that Cierce went mad and killed everyone.” Zora revealed her intention to eliminate the triplets inside the den. A cruel and calculated plan, destined to strike at my heart and deceive Hunter. “Do you think this will work?” I muttered, my eyes narrowing in a challenge. “Hunter won't believe such an absurd lie.”

The zombie, which hadn’t yet had time to form a Crystal Core, toppled under the car. Unsure if they heard the commotion or smelled fresh humans, several zombies inside the villa lunged madly toward the windows, their bloody claws scrabbling at the glass. If one ignored the gory streaks of blood on the glass, from a distance they almost looked like a group of overly enthusiastic neighbors popping over to say hello. In a small room on the side of the third floor, Drew Dunn stood on his tiptoes, straining to see the main gate, craning his neck so far it felt like it might snap.

The doors to the function room burst open with zombies throwing themselves wildly towards the staircase. “Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot her!” Sparrow yelled at the men behind him as they opened fire. Several of the zombies fell, blood spraying and causing a frenzy amongst the others. They didn’t tear into the fallen as they would have with bleeding humans, but rather trampled them underfoot as they surged towards the Van Helsings on the stairs, seeking the nearest source of fresh human meat.

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

She emptied the bottle into her mouth and swallow slowly and carefully. She dropped the bottle on the floor. She was a distance away but Raymond recognized the bottle. It was filled with the cure he made when the elite school was zombified. Grace moved wildly and continued moving towards them uncontrollably. She turned her neck and her bones creaked loudly. "Stop right there!" the third guy commanded. He was definitely frightened as he seemed not to understand what was happening. "No!" Raymond screamed as the third guy shot in her direction. Grace weaved her body aside and the bullet flew off. The guys were definitely stunned but not as Raymond. Grace continued closing in on them.

“Here, take this. If they catch us, I want you to take care of this. It will look suspicious if I am seen going into the room after Dr. Monroe took me there.” They both agree, moving towards the door. The hallway is empty. Which, to be honest, seems unusual. It takes a few minutes to get near the testing area. This part is just as quiet. We look around suspiciously. Suddenly a scent invades my senses. I fall to my knees, shocked. It’s Jelena. I smell Jelena. Arsenal and Grey give me a questioning look. My body begins to shake and shudder as my Lycan becomes agitated. I struggle with my wolf trying to stop the change. The men move closer, but I shake my head holding my hand out to halt their

she said as Eric sighed. "I see that you do not understand anything. Oscar, Freddy, Raven, the evil nurse, and the rest of them out there are not zombies" "Then what are they? Cohorts to the Master?" She inquired as he shook his head sideways. "They are the Advanced Z" "Advanced Z?" She asked. "Yes. Advanced Z. There are three types of Zombies. The zombies, Failed Experiments and the Advanced Z" he spoke as she listened to him attentively while he explained.