Zombies Bucky Novels & Stories

Seeing this video, Bucky's face darkened, and he deleted the video on the spot. Quetzal added fuel to the fire with a sentence: "It's useless for you to delete it, now everyone in your friend circle has it." Bucky's hand stopped, he pressed Quetzal's friend circle again, although not all of them were there, but when he scrolled down to the top ten messages, three of them were videos of him and Noble fighting. Bucky unconsciously wanted to smash the phone in his hand. Quetzal was startled and quickly snatched it back: "If you want to smash it, smash your phone; this is my phone."

– A man with blond hair said “Nah! No way! I still don’t want to die. It’s already a miracle that we retain our consciousness when we became a zombie yet you still courting death. Once we really get killed, that is really the real death of us.” – A young girl around 17 to 18 years old said

, Buck said timidly, "I know you're hurt. Take one." Bill smiled and ruffled his brother's hair. "Always taking care of me little brother", the pill sent a cool wave of energy coursing through his veins and slowly healing his wounds, "good thing you're an alchemist." Buck rises to his feet and says. "How are the others?" Bill smiles and replies. "Alive!" And with that Bucky Drakens (fifty thousand perus) defeated Commander Officer Crysanta Gore (fifty thousand perus).

Becky was happy to see her sister enjoying herself. Their next visitors announced themselves by their noisome stench—undead corporeal revenants or zombies. As they passed by the locker, Millie shook her wand at them, but nothing she did could remove their smells of rotting carrion and odoriferous human offal. This night, the zombies did not rush and eat the humans they encountered. Becky wondered whether they weren’t as hungry as usual. She need not have felt concerned as they stormed the space across from her family’s unit and brought out a few of the coffins stored there, intending to eat their contents. When they opened the coffins and gorged themselves on the vampires’ bodies, leaving a

The screaming outside dragged on for almost half an hour. Then it stopped. When the silence settled in, I slowly lifted my head. Something black rolled to my feet. Bubba stood there, 24-karat gold eyes shining, chin tipped up like he'd just saved the world. "Dad, I bit off every zombie head on the block. I'm solid, right?" *** Who just talked? "Ahhh—monsters!" Missy calmly licked the blood off her paw. The leg that used to limp looked strong now.

Fear that Bucky would betray me lingered there, and the whispers encouraged their demise. “Sorcerer! I need your advice,” Shaun says uneasily as he marches in and over to Bucky. I hope he will be safe, but from how Shaun is talking, I don’t think he is here to harm him. “The other day, we had… an issue,” he begins. To my relief, he doesn’t seem to notice I’m here at all. Daring to peek through the gap, I can see Bucky’s confused face as he glances about for me. Though he stops whenever Shaun is looking at him. Finally, he stands and brushes himself down. “It has been years, Alpha. What brings you here now?”

Byul wiped off the smudge in his face. The four people darted their face towards the frozen corpse in the corner. Winston contemplated for a bit and finally spoke. “How are you still alive?” There were lots of zombies in this floor and judging by the number of zombies in this room, the other ones must’ve come up here to chase him. Winston can’t hold off the suspicion in his heart. Maybe, this person is a part of them too. Byul throw the paper towel away and said in a silly smile. “Zombies can’t eat me.”

to express his joy. After a while, Ava's resentment and Cheng's satisfaction ends when the girl shrieked in surprise. Her eyes never leave the picture of the apple green skin that covered some of her flesh. One of her feet and some of her fingers reveal a bare-bones view. "I am a zombie?" Her face twisted in confusion... [Even the name is “Z system” it's a written you will have an appearance of a zombie!"] Cheng palms his forehead in strain. Firmly believe that she is somewhat foolish in certain things just a little bit more talkative than her mother...

For drinking water, I ordered five hundred jugs and had them moved into the bunker, along with ten high-powered water purifiers. Aside from food, medicine would become the rarest hard currency in the zombie apocalypse. I cleaned out five pharmacies, buying antibiotics, anti-inflammatory medicine, fever medicine, painkillers, and all kinds of first-aid kits and surgical tools. Finally, I made a trip to the black market and got three military-grade compound crossbows, several thousand steel bolts, two machetes, and a stab-resistant suit. When the last batch of supplies had been moved into the bunker, the reinforced blast door slowly closed.

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