Zombies 3 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Thinking of this, he pulled her and rushed forth. After running for one hour, they had met many zombies similar to the one they met before. But Xiao Chen left them to Gongye Zi. With a wind noise, Gongye Zi caught up again. He was in terrible condition all over and looked incensed. Obviously, he was extremely mad about Xiao Chen. If he did not plan to catch Xiao Chen alive, he already killed Xiao Chen. He had four men at the beginning, but now there was only one left. Apparently, the other three people were killed by the zombies.

Victor wasn't a fool. He knew immediately Anya was lying, seeing her behavior. He seized her wrist in a painful grip. "I'll ask you one more time. Where is Zoe?" Anya winced, then pulled a letter from her pocket. "She said she's marrying the zombie king to spy for us. The letter says he'll attack the camp in three days." Victor's eyes turned red, his face draining of color. He staggered, bracing himself against the wall to keep from collapsing.

She will go to play slowly for a while. As the zombies left in a haste to save their poor life, Zombie 3 says confusingly, “Wu…Wuwu? (That man was clearly a zombie, yet why was he standing so close to that bad girl?)” Zombie 3 while running sluggishly asked the other 3 Zombies.

“Since they gave Antonio a death sentence, I’m guessing the ones under his command are out after revenge.” “You think so?” I ask. The late-night chill is sending unpleasant goosebumps up my arms, and the odorous stench of flesh and blood wafts through my nostrils. I wouldn’t say I like it. “Or maybe your father let these zombies through?” Zoya shrugs and tries to wipe off a zombie’s melted brain into the snow. The goo got stuck beneath her shoe. “You were kidnapped, so its only natural for him to plan a revenge,”

Natalie immediately ran inside only to see more undead creatures waiting for her including Zofi. “Oh goodness!” she screamed seeing Zofi in front of the refrigerator getting her snacks. “Natalie! What happened to you?” Zofi asked. She too startled. “I’m sorry! I fell asleep in the middle of my zombie marathon and had a terrible nightmare,” Natalie said. “Pinch me,” Zofi said while extending her arm. “No need for that. It was really just a bad, scary dream,” she said. “Or you are still scared to pinch me?” Zofi joked after Natalie refused to pinch her.

Is it me, or is everyone in this hallway staring at me with deathly glares? Danrious unexpectedly took my hand, which surprised me, so I looked at him. He was just looking head-on with a strong expression. Every student in this class is a vampire. Their stares make me feel uneasy, just like my first day on the mansion. I feel like I'm going through the same trauma I did when I first entered the mansion.

he shouted to his comrades, his voice cutting through the chaos of the approaching fray. With a primal roar, the zombies descended upon the barricade, their sheer numbers overwhelming as they clawed and gnashed at the fortified barrier. The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed through the air, punctuated by the desperate cries of the undead. Hannah and Marcky fought alongside Brandon, their abilities complementing each other as they unleashed a barrage of offensive strikes against the encroaching horde. Hannah's flames danced and flickered, engulfing any zombies that dared to draw near, while Marcky's electrified attacks sent jolts of energy coursing through the ranks of the undead.

With these new complications, I needed someone to talk to, I needed her. Tests streamed down my eyes, and I blinked them, my chest, tightening. It's getting worse Claire, I went to a bar,I was upset, I just wanted to forget everything. “Maya, what did you do?” Claire's voice was full of worries now. “I met three men,” I whispered, barely audible to get the words out. “Lycans. ..I…I don't know why it came over me. I was drunk, I wasn't thinking straight. And now.”

I looked up at the three of them, Zane’s worried warmth, Ziven’s dark intensity, and Zarek’s cold control. My voice came out small and shaky. “How?” Zane’s eyes darkened with intent. His thumb stroked my cheek again, slower this time. “Let us take care of you, Angel. Let us fuck the fear out of your head. Replace every bad touch with ours. If you’re willing… we’ll make sure you feel nothing but us tonight.” My breath caught, as the words hung heavy in the air. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Ziven glared at Zane, then at me, his jaw tight. “She just had a nightmare, and you want to fuck her right now?”

"She's in confinement back at the old base, throwing a tantrum." "A little hardship will straighten her out. Kids need discipline when they don't listen," he added confidently. "Don't worry. Those military-grade cryopods are built like tanks. The zombies won't be able to get inside to kill her." I lunged forward, desperately trying to scream the truth in their faces. "I'm dead! You left me in your so-called military cryopod, and I froze to death!" I shouted. But my hands passed straight through Dad's body. I couldn't touch anything, nor could I make a single sound.