Zombies Scouts Novels & Stories

Dead bodies, dead zombies, are decomposing everywhere I look. All of these things aren't what makes me pause though. What scares me the most are the small fires that have been recently set in the last few hours or so. Since there hasn't been much on the roads in the last six months other than zombies, a recently lit fire is a sign to worry. It's a sign of the Zombie Warriors. The Zombie Warriors spend their days in organized squadrons. They're armed with tactical weapons, and they move quickly through the city, killing zombies everywhere they go.

“They are friends, and if you ever get in trouble, any of them can be expected to help you. Who are your enemies?” “The Zombies, with Zombie obviously as their Alpha, and The Suns, with Sunny as their Alpha,” I reply instantly. We had gone over this yesterday, and as always, Clay checks if I remember what he told me. “Zombies have a Z tattoo on their left arm, and The Suns have a sun on their right forearm.” I pause before asking, “Why are their gangs named after themselves?” “Because Zombies have aspirations of grandeur,” Clay explains. “And with Sunny, it’s more him who is named after the gang.”

Sure, my dad suddenly popped up out of the woods and changed my perception of everything I thought I knew about my childhood, but other than that, I would say things are pretty good right now. "Dameon! Zed...!" Ralph's voice came from the kitchen, filled with alarm. Immediately my mate tensed up, quickly picking me up and gently setting me down on the couch before leaping to attention. "What is it?" Zed asked. "I just got a call. It's about the blood moon scouts. One of them is gone-and Tristan too. Their cells were empty when a guard went to check this morning," "Who let this happen?" Dameon growled, clenching his fists at his sides.

— a rank of werewolves who are assigned to search for missing people. Aside from searching for missing people, a scout’s job also includes gathering information or intel inside and outside the Pack to gain knowledge and formulate a strategic plan based on the information gathered. In the human world, they are somewhat equivalent to spies or the CIA. Only the Nightshade Pack has such a rank in their Pack. That rank was only invented as a solution to have a specific team of experts whose main goal is to search for their missing Luna or Sebastian’s sister. The scouts of Nightshade Pack are highly trained, and they are experts when it comes to searching for information and even people. With the

Then, I slipped into endless darkness. Back at the camp, my departure didn't bring them any safety. Instead, the zombies' roars grew louder. Emilia quietly gathered my gear, her expression complicated. Behind her, Dustin's excited voice rang out. "Em, we can redistribute these supplies..." Suddenly, a team member responsible for lookout rushed in, shouting urgently, "Captain Campbell, things are looking bad! All the zombies from a five-mile radius are swarming toward us!"

[Juliet's POV] The music at the celebration party continued. Surrounded by a crowd, Alison basked in the crowd's repetitive praises. Suddenly, a deafening boom came from the city walls. Overlapping growls and roars of zombies tore through the atmosphere. Terror erupted instantaneously. People in the crowd screamed, "It's a swarm of zombies! A massive swarm of zombies!" A guard ran over, staggering along the way. "The lightning barrier on the right of the base has been breached. There's a massive gap. Zombies are coming through soon!"

*** The scouts returned from their missions, "They are like lizards and snakes, they smell with their tongues. There is a double-horned leader. We are not sure it's male or female but it seems to be the only one of its kind." "Stink beetle," Zinjo said as he crossed his arms and bowed his head to his chin. Aurelia cocked her head to the side, "What are you going on about?" Zinjo looked like the cat that swallowed the canary, "I have an idea if you are all interested?" Tiberius leaned in a little closer, "I'd like to hear more."

Kimberly looked at the horizontal scar that ran across the man’s left cheek which was a constant reminder of one of the missions they had embarked upon. A suicide bomber had ran into her team, causing most of them to take shrapnels to their limbs and torsos. She was lucky to have come out unscathed. “Look over there” Their guide said pointing to a cloud of dust from afar. Kimberly immediately looked into her binoculars and saw a vehicle speedingly approaching the huts, while leaving a trail of dust behind. The childen stopped their game and watched the old pickup truck come to a halt. Three men alighted from the vehicle, entered one of the huts and dragged out five people with hoods over the

"Bunch of cowards. Sieghart's still here. He led us through three zombie swarms. It's just one chopper we missed. Big deal. We can wait for the next one to show up." That almost started an explosion, but we had bigger problems to worry about, so my teammates did not try to argue with Yvonne. … Half an hour later, we finally arrived at the temporary sanctuary. We got inside and pushed the safety door shut. As it closed with a loud yawn, the zombies' roars were cut off as well. My teammates heaved a collective sigh and crumpled into a heap on the ground. "Finally. Some safety." But then one of them gasped. "Shit, bad news. Today's evacuation choppers are the last of their batch. The military's

He looked at Trecdor and spoke, “Sir, the hycwens have been attacking our pack members for a long time but we always got rid of them. However, now since the birth of the cubs, they seem to have taken a liking to attack us more. There was one such attack that happened recently in my territory and my pack members were able to kill the hycwen. However…” Mark took a dramatic pause that made Trecdor along with all his juniors raise their eyebrows curiously. “However?” Pleased that his words were getting recognition by the Coven's head himself, his chest swelled with pride and he continued, “We checked the corpses for possible clues as to what has been making them behave like this. And, one of my