Zombies 4 Novels & Stories

Seeing the snowflake so present in the thoughts of the one she considered her favorite, her treasure, her best creation, annoyed her. Idiot, a thousand times idiot. She extinguished the light in a being that didn't deserve it. In someone who mattered to her, more than she should. What a way to take lives. That tactic will never change. Her gaze was towards the ceiling, trying to control her anger. Until she heard someone picking up the broken pieces of the bottle. Za. She glanced at him briefly. "The more bottles you break, the fewer you'll have back," Za said cautiously collecting the glass shards.

He rasped as he fought his way through the smoke. (I can hear you. Are Talen and Heath near you?) “No.” Rhett replied. “Shit!” He saw something through the smoke, little blinking lights, and a shadowy shape facing away from him. From the labored movement, he realized that it was a zombie. A zombie with some fancy hardware around his neck and head. Rhett dropped to one knee, lowering Cameron to the ground, preparing to fight.

Now, he had the opportunity to make this talent useful. Once several ropes were around the intelligent zombie, the four men worked together to pull it out of the pit. Considering the fact that its motor skills were impaired, it gave them a good deal of resistance. Although they were inoculated against the virus, none of them were eager to lose a bit of flesh to a zombie bite, so they took extreme care in securely binding it.

But that didn’t escalate our shock, this did. We started to hear movement somewhere around the store. Ambrose was behind us, he tried to move closer, and ‘tripped’ on something and fell. Hannah pointed her torch only for us to see that a zombie held Ambrose’s leg, before any action could be taken, the zombie dug her teeth into Ambrose’s leg which made him let out a scream of horror. “Fuck!!!” I yelled and grabbed a fire extinguisher and smashed it into the Zombie’s head as she was moving towards us.

"I received a report last night, some level 3 Zombie also possessed a core and human can absorb their core to make our abilities stronger. So, after the storm subsided, we can kill zombie while we're on the way to Imperial city to get their cores." "So, what level of zombie have already appeared?" - Zhi Yin asked Nangong Yuan Zhi wrinkled his brow as he gaze at Zhi Yin. Zhi Yin expression did not change when he Heard what he said that zombie also possessed a core and it can even help humans to advance. He is not surprised. or either he is just too calm. "Level four low rank, that was the highest zombie yet that got reported. But..." "But?" - Zhi Yin asked as he turn around to face Nangong Yu

Rendall is still on his knees panting but his eyes are still on it. In the area with no trees, a huge number of werewolves lies. By lying, I mean, dead werewolves who were stacked up.

The two were locked for some moments. “I am Zuba”, she said softly. “I am the princess of the kingdom of Borney of the vampire”. “But I am werewolf”, said Jason “Yea, its fine” “Sure?” “Yea, we’re in this together, to turn our hates into love, but they won’t allow us”. She said. “Can we do this?” “Why not”, said Jason hesitantly. “Off course we can, let’s get on it” But before they could figure out on the next step, some passers-by that saw them screamed. They began to shout.

Their eyes were empty, unfocused, and they were both wearing a strange, hollow smile. The rescue team leader stepped forward. "Mr. Sands? Mrs. Sands?" Dad suddenly clutched the tin of spam against his chest and shrank backward, his eyes wide. "Shh. Be quiet," he whispered, his voice shaking. "There are zombies out there. Going outside means death. "This is the last of our food. We have to ration it. We have to make it last." Mom nodded along beside him, completely serious. "One less mouth to feed. You'll get to live a few more days."

" My mind was overwhelmed with all sorts of surging emotions. Snippets from the past started to piece together in my mind, and various thoughts filled my head. My intense emotions urged me to get up as soon as I could. Oblivious to the changes within me, Selena braced herself to continue hurting me. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang, taking her aback. She threw the towel aside and opened the door. A smart-looking man stood on the other side of the door. He lifted his identification and said, "Hello, I am Zachary Jenkins, a private rehabilitation therapist. Ms. Riley Gibson's parents appointed me to care for her."

Something that could wipe humanity off the map. “The ones who survive… are becoming… something else,” I murmured under my breath, barely able to believe it. “Zombies,” I whispered. The word hung in the air. Rebecca shuddered. “I can’t believe it. It’s happening so fast. What do we do?” “We study it,” I said firmly, more to myself than to her. “I need to get to the bottom of this. We need samples, data, whatever we can get our hands on.”