Zombies Novels & Stories

Seeing that scenes, Zhi Yin cannot help but sigh. Zombies are very different from humans. They don’t know the word fear. They aren’t afraid even if their companions are being killed as they continue to chase their target. They don’t need to rest, feed on flesh and blood, and even if they are injured, they can slowly recover their broken body with their own powerful repairing skills.

Zack Flint answered. Candice Kim right now gasped at Zack Flint as she realized something, "You're a siscon!" she shouted which attracted the attention of Carlos Caparas and co., as well as, the zombie students. "You're so noisy" Zack Flint said and firmly gripped the baseball bat he has as he slowly exposed himself and Candice Kim followed as she covered her face with her hands.If there's a hole, she really wanted to hide her embarrassed face.

There weren’t birds chirruping, nor insects making sounds, or animals calling out to each other. There was simply no noise. Something else raced behind me in the leaves once more, and I turned sharply. All around, the leaves began to rustle as invisible things shot past them, and no one taught me to run. I ran as fast as I could, and then, I saw them, arising out of the leaves, ground, trees, from everywhere. Just like the video game Lucien had talked about, they looked like Zombies. Only that their skins were a pale white, and some had bones beginning to stick out where their flesh had been decayed. They had no eyes in their sockets, and no teeth in their mou

Because of fear, they ran rapidly to ask for help. Just a few minutes later, the three men arrived at the nearest city thugs station to report what they witnessed. However, they saw that the city thugs were currently fighting a group of zombies. Those zombies are weird, only black circles can be seen in their eyes and their eyeballs seem to be gone. Their color is pale and they can move quickly like a monkey. They don’t fall into normal attacks. Only beings with spiritual power have the ability to overthrow them. - At Crow ax gang main station, Velmont island.

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

We ignored any further talk, carrying our spoils back to the 18th floor without looking back. Behind us, curses echoed down the hallway, with many calling us heartless and cruel. Back in the apartment, Madeline was so exhausted she slumped into a heap, unable to speak. I quickly found iodine, sterile bandages, and a row of anti-inflammatory antibiotics. Although werewolves can heal themselves, in this post-apocalyptic world, insufficient energy could affect wound recovery. After disinfecting, I wrapped her arm tightly. This outing had shattered their mental barriers. The air was thick with the shock of barely surviving.

Lia shrieked, her eyes wide with terror, gripping her rusted iron pipe tightly. Bima felt his skin crawl. These weren't ordinary zombies. Their bodies were bloated, their skin glistening like burnt candy, and their teeth… their teeth looked larger, sharper, and stained with horrific caramel residue. They moved slowly, but the hungry gaze in their eyes was locked onto Bima, Riska, and Lia. Or, more accurately, onto the Indomie Super Nutripower they were carrying. [Warning! 'Sucrose Zombie' (Horde) detected! They are triggered by the 'Mass Carbohydrate Destruction Protocol' and are targeting high-energy carbohydrate sources!]

Screams tore through the B2 level. Martha and I bolted for the stairs. Marcus stumbled behind. The smell of blood hit us like a wall. In the makeshift chapel, Sister Catherine was on her knees before the cross. A bloody hole gaped in her neck. A zombie was hunched over her, greedily tearing at her flesh. It had crawled in through an air vent. “Oh God…” Marcus retched. I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head.

Because of this, the number of mutated humans running for their lives and hiding in this land that were being infected and becoming zombies was steadily increasing. Kendra had never encountered a zombie, but her aunt had schooled her on them enough for her to know that they were a dangerous lot. There were zombies at various levels of deformities to their bodies; depending upon whether they were mutants when they turned or simply unfortunate humans. Since they were considered to be death walking, she had difficulty understanding how or why they would become cannibals. Why would they have a need to eat at all? It was a mystery

I ask, needing a confirmation of what I already know. "You already know Sarrtina. There's Zacharie and Hasiah and they are just as dangerous as Sarrtina, if not more. Then there's Achilles." "She's the blonde?" "Yes." Zaralina says. "What makes her truly evil and vicious is the world of pain which has created so much darkness inside of her." For some reason I want to know more about this Achilles. When I saw her in my dream I felt like I knew her from somewhere, her eyes were oddly familiar. But it could be because all these nonhuman eyes look very similar.