Zombies 4 Novels & Stories

He wanted to say something but it seemed the words were too big to utter. "My heartfelt condolences to everyone who lost someone to the wicked act of this notorious city hunter. We will no more call her the city hunter. That will be like praising a criminal. She is a zombie" Mayor Mount took a deep breath. "And zombie should not be allowed to exist within our society. Zombie kills, they are all about apocalypse. She wants to ruin us. We will ruin her before she ruins us. I urge everyone that ever comes across the zombie killer to inform the security operatives immediately. Do not harbor the zombie killer. She is our enemy. An enemy of Newland" Mayor Mount said as closure and walked out of th

The stench of blood and corpse-filled my nostrils as I stepped foot into the east soil… I froze on my spot as I took in the scene before me. Bodies were littered on the ground, and ashes from the demised vampires too were all scattered on the ground. Blood stains were also flooding into a deep pool. Werewolves both in bodily and wolf form lay sprawled out on the ground. Torn open and flung around, some even in clusters. Children were in different locations, some hiding some in the open crying their eyes out of the most horrible experience of their lives.

The first zombie broke through the defenses, its rotting fingers grabbing the edge of the deck as it climbed up! "Ah!" Screams erupted instantly. The zombie was bloated. Its eyes hung on its cheeks as it lunged straight at me. "Clarissa!" Hans yelled, immediately raising his gun and aiming at the zombie in front of me. The next second, he was immediately drawn to Winnie's scream. "Hans! I'm scared!" He hesitated for a second before immediately turning his gun toward the zombies near Winnie. My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach.

"Don't! That's high-purity nano repair compound. There are only three cans left in the entire shelter!" My vision went red. If the core melted down without it, nothing could save us! "Zach, you're quite the actor."

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!"

Kevin’s propaganda still echoed in the distance, his hologram flickering faintly against the sky. << ALERT! LOCATION DETECTED. STALKER ZOMBIE THREAT LEVEL: CRITICAL. >> << SUGGESTION: CREATE A HIGH-ENERGY DISTRACTION TO REPEL THEM. OR USE THE 'SECRET INDOMIE RECIPE' TO ALTER THEIR NATURE. >> "Damn it! The Secret Recipe! Which one?!" Bima cursed inwardly, his thumb trembling as he flipped through the pages. The Stalker Zombies moved silently, like creeping shadows. They were gaunt silhouettes with glowing red eyes that blinked with malice.

When I woke up, I stretched lazily before the comments appeared in my vision again: [Whoa, talk about bloody! There's nothing scarier than human nature in the apocalypse!] [Yeah, it really magnifies the darkness of humanity…] [To think he could even do that to his own parents… what an animal!] [What a selfish scum! He could do anything for a mouthful of food!] I turned on the surveillance and saw Charles and his parents fighting each other, bloodied and bruised, all over a single pack of instant noodles. "You old hag! Why are you fighting me for this food when you've got cancer?"

*Zombie* I bolt out of the old school like a bat out of hell, the door slamming behind me with a thud that echoes in the stillness of the night. My heart pounds in my chest, each beat a frantic reminder of the chaos I just left behind. I can still hear Amber’s voice, the confusion and fear lacing her words as I sprint down the hallway, a wild frenzy coursing through my veins. Adis. The name reverberates in my mind like a drum, but it can’t be true. Adis is dead. He’s gone. I’m Zombie.

Before long, I felt my hands grow so numb that I could barely move them. I was so cold. I knew I had messed up. I would never dare covet my younger brother Beckett Walker's food again—not even a whiff of it. Suddenly, the piercing wail of a red alert echoed through the entire base. It was a Code Red—the highest-level zombie horde invasion! I could hear panicked screams, frantic footsteps, and the deafening roar of heavy gunfire. I summoned every ounce of strength I had left to shout, my voice trembling and stuttering from the cold. "Dad! Mom! Let me out! The zombies are here!"

The twenty-five zombies RJ had detected upstairs were officially awake, and Edward's squad had just walked right into the nest. Briggs spoke up, a small fireball glowing from his hand to cast flickering shadows across the kitchen walls. "Edward's group made too much noise. They ended up drawing out the zombies from the upper hallways. One of the brothers just screamed." RJ’s eyes sharpened under her heavy scarf as her mental thread tightened. "There are three level fours coming downstairs," she spoke up, her voice tense. "One is currently on the fifth floor, and the other two are higher up but moving fast."