Romans & histoires Zombies Story

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

I remained silent at the front, with my gun raised and ready the whole time. The emergency lights in the research lab flickered on and off, and the air stank of blood and decay. Distant growls of the zombies rumbled through the halls. We were about to reach the exit when a familiar wail cut through the darkness. "Help… Please, help me!" I took a closer look and saw Esmeralda pinned against a wall by three zombies, their teeth sinking into her. Her right arm had been ripped off, blood gushing like a fountain.

Mateo responded, determination etched on his face as he prepared to carry out the task. As the meeting adjourned, each member of the group dispersed, driven by a renewed sense of purpose. Zea stood alone, her mind racing, and the weight of her decisions settling upon her once again. The path ahead was treacherous, and the lies she had just told to Aaron hung heavy in her conscience. Late at night, as Zea arrived home, an eerie silence enveloped her. She stepped out of the car, her senses on high alert. A figure emerged from the

Suddenly a large dog sank his teeth into his arm and Lazarus tried to fight it off while fighting other shades. The tent had collapsed, and now they were fighting under the night sky. Blayze came to his rescue and tore the dog away from his arm but his skin and flesh followed the dog's teeth. Lazarus groaned in pain. "You are welcome." Blayze shrugged and then stabbed the last shade that ran toward them. Lazarus held his bleeding arm that had lost half its flesh and looked around. There were dead bodies everywhere and Lord Davis was one of them. Skender stood next to his body with a sunken shoulder and an empty expression. The sword in his hand was soaked in blood that slowly dripped down fr

Streams of white light energy hit them and sent them and the bodies they possessed down into the abyss. I moved my hand, aimed at zombies, and sent them to the darkness of the Underworld. A zombie in the form of a naked shifter had cracked the back of a screaming Neratomay Elder, and I shot it, sending the both of them into the abyss. Paul was punching a zombie that had entered the body of a Were-bear, its mouth the size of an alligator. Though Paul knocked the bear off balance, the bear wasn't stunned. I aimed my power at the bear's cavernous mouth seconds before it would have locked onto Paul's face. I returned that abomination to the Underworld. "Paul, you can't fight them!" I yelled. "St

"Zombies? Don't insult this disaster with such a cheap comparison." Zombies could be fought with guns, fire, steel, and human ingenuity. But this? This was nature's wrath. Against the cosmos itself, humans were no more than fragile insects, doomed before they even realized it. These people had no idea the horror they were truly facing. Meanwhile, Vincent strutted through the chat. "Don't worry about it! I've got money. I'll spend it however I like. If you want to sell, DM me. If not, forget it."

Nothing is safe anymore. The rumors of Zombies started slowly. A whisper in the dark that came like a tornado destroying everything in its destroying path. People thought it was insane. Zombies were just a myth, but even those who believed were not prepared. Doomsday preppers didn’t see these types of zombies coming, and the zombies had counters to them. They countered everything we thought of.

I stopped in my tracks. Carlos pushed me forward. “You purchased the tickets, you watch the movie, that’s what you get for bringing me here, wife.” “Let’s watch the trailer now.” I wanted to prepare my mind. “Too late.” As soon as I was settled in my seat I turned to Zane. “Tell me this movie doesn’t involve zombie-eating babies.” “No, it doesn’t,” Zane murmured and I breathed a sigh of relief. “It involves babies turning into Zombies.”

she said as Eric sighed. "I see that you do not understand anything. Oscar, Freddy, Raven, the evil nurse, and the rest of them out there are not zombies" "Then what are they? Cohorts to the Master?" She inquired as he shook his head sideways. "They are the Advanced Z" "Advanced Z?" She asked. "Yes. Advanced Z. There are three types of Zombies. The zombies, Failed Experiments and the Advanced Z" he spoke as she listened to him attentively while he explained.

" Lucas roared while pointing a finger at me, his eyes filled with nothing but absolute disgust. Jeffrey lifted a foot and kicked my knee forcefully, forcing me to fall before Alison. "Juliet, I've warned you not to play games. If you lay another finger on Alison, I will end you and feed you to the zombies immediately." I could still remember the very first time I was shoved into a swarm of zombies three months ago. Alison said she needed white roses for her late mother's grave. Specifically, she wanted those from the zombie-infested zone. I gave my all in picking them and bringing them back for her, only for her to throw them into the trash right away, claiming that they stank of zombies an