Apocalipsiszombie Stories

Xiao Hanzi, a 25-year-old, who died of not being able to sleep for 3 days reading a novel called "Loving You Again" in Apocalypse Theme Setting, because a certain cannon fodder has the same name with him. That cannon fodder is making him frustrated. Xiao Hanzi in the book was very unfortunate, having a blood-sucking and cheating lover. He's so stupid and this loyal dog was loyal to the wrong target, who just used him and made him a substitute for his White Moonlight because they have similar traits. Unfortunately, in the end Xiao Hanzi in the book was betrayed and Died miserably. Xioa Hanzi snapped, coughed a mouthful of blood "for real" and then died just like that. But don't worry, our Xiao Hanzi didn't die totally, he got Transmigrated to the book and became that cannon fodder who shares the same name as him. What!? I transmigrated and become that cannon fodder in the book!? No way, author, I refuse!! But in the end, our Xiao Hanzi has no choice but to go along with it. Huh! Go along with it!? Yeah right (evil smile) Then let's follow our comrade Xiao Hanzi on his journey; fighting zombies, collecting supplies, scheming the Scum Main Characters and getting a dumpling (cough "lover") along the way and reaching the pinnacle of life. A Certain Dumpling: "....yeah right" This is an original novel I created for fun but with heart and dedication. What began as a passion project is now a story I'm excited to share. I hope you enjoy every moment!

"I'm Thea Emerson. You are?" she asked. The man grunted, clearly not in the mood to answer. Thea's eyes drifted over his bloodied, dirt-smeared figure until they caught a heart-shaped bloodstain marring his arm. Her lips twitched into a smirk. "Alright then, lover boy," she said, "let's get you out of that ravine and back to the group." the walking dead / daryl dixon / slow burn ongoing season 1/2 - ?

(not edited) "Don't talk to strangers." Everyone says. It's simple. Considering a zombie apocalypse wiped out the entire world in two weeks and now there's no one left to talk too but yourself! Elle McBriar has been on her own for the last three months. Despite never stabbing, punching, hitting, kicking, shooting or even hurting another person before this zombie outbreak, Elles' kill count is over 200. She feels bad, even though they're already dead humans coming back to life... But the (used to be) small town of Brickwood, upstate New Jersey was population 11,000. Now it's 1. The city of New York was wiped out in two weeks. And a single girl managed to fight her way through. She's searched for hours, days, weeks and months to find another living person. But it's no use. She's alone. Giving up seems like the only option. Will Elle give up? Or will unlikely allies join forces and band together as one? The world is ending and the clock is ticking. But only time will tell what happens. (some mature content) ---------------------------- highest rankings: #1 zombie apocalypse #1 zombie outbreak #1 zombie #1 horror #2 horror #4 humor #4 comedy

"He kept her alive for the end of the world... but didn't live to see her wake."

❝One, in his time, plays the parts of many men❞ [negan x oc] [season 7] [Do not copy this fanfic onto other pages or sites or I'll introduce you to Lucille]

Neither are an angel or a demon. They simply were bound together by the fates of their bloodlines. They have to pick a side.. though both are a losing team in the end. fem!oc x male!oc

"A mission, a virus, and a love that never died" CIA agent Danielle Wells thought she left Leon Kennedy behind years ago, but when their paths cross again in a deadly village outbreak, old flames reignite. Amid the chaos of a dangerous new virus and a mysterious woman in a red dress complicating their reunion, Danielle and Leon must confront their past-together. Can their love survive the mission, or will duty tear them apart forever?

Emma Johnson is a ghost of who she used to be-a former military operative hardened by war, betrayal, and the weight of too many ghosts trailing behind her. Her body bears the scars of battles fought long before the world ended, but it's the wounds on the inside that never seem to heal. Beneath her deadly precision and sharp tongue lies a heart that still aches to protect, to care-even when the world tells her it's foolish. With guns strapped to her hips and knives hidden in her boots, she walks through the wasteland with a fierce will to survive, refusing to let the past define her. Daryl Dixon has always known pain. Long before the world crumbled, before the walkers turned humanity into monsters, he had already survived a different kind of hell, a past that left him wary of trust, of love. Cold, distant, and quick to anger, he keeps people at arm's length, believing attachments are just another weakness in a world where nothing lasts. But beneath the hardened exterior, is a man who still longs for something more-even if he refuses to admit it. Their paths cross in blood and fire, two warriors who've spent their lives fighting-first for others, then for themselves. At first, they clash-her fire against his ice, her relentless teasing against his stubborn silence. But war doesn't allow time for walls to stay up forever. Through battles, close calls, and nights spent sharing stories they never thought they'd speak aloud, Emma and Daryl begin to see the truth in each other. He sees the kindness she hides beneath her steel. She sees the loneliness he buries beneath his cold exterior. Love in a world like this is dangerous. It's reckless. It's the kind of thing that gets you killed. But when the only certainty in life is death, maybe love is the one fight worth dying for. CROSSBOW AND ASHES is a story of survival, pain, and two lost souls who find home in each other-even when the world is burning.

I wrote this when i was thirteen and i'm tired of it gathering dust in my notes app :) Anderson oc x Lev In which Lev and Aimee Anderson meet when the Anderson sisters get captured by scars

(y/n) (l/n) the human unit never killed the grim reaper Mr death he went by many names

── .✦ ݁˖ (yandere jujutsu kaisen) zombies apocalypse au.

In January 2016 that Troy and his friends found a prison to survive in while trying to survive the zombie apocalypse. Sam wants a war. Troy is changing so fast that he is becoming violent. we will find out who would win the war between Troy and Sam.

"𝔏𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔒𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔪 & 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔘𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡„ ➫ An alternative universe of Jujutsu Kaisen where a zombie apocalypse takes over Japan. The undead roam without a care, and their stench makes them unpleasant neighbors. While people change their world views and their way of life to accommodate to the apocalypse; Yuji tries to incorporate his lifestyle with the survival. Y/n never expected this. Although against all odds: a heart-eating love still finds a way. ... Yuji Itadori, a former high schooler who is naturally athletic. One day, everything seemed normal until panic and screams were all around. His grandfather had only recently died. ... Y/n, a foreign exchange student who finds themselves dragged into the whole apocalypse ordeal. No way to get back home now. 『••✎••』 "Oh my gosh! I'm gonna die!" "No you won't, shut up!" "I feel dizzy, the blood loss is too much.." "Stop being dramatic!" "Calling me dramatic while I'm dying.? Rude!" ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ Characters belong to Gege! ©Gege Akutami ©LauverForeva

The world did not end. It was measured. Cities have fallen into silence. Governments have dissolved into smoke. The infected no longer hunt blindly - they organize, observe, and wait. Alan Ross survived the signal that should have killed him. Now he doesn't sleep. He feels the infected before they move. He hears the system beneath the world - ancient, calculating, relentless. The Device that rewrote humanity was never meant to destroy it. It was meant to filter it. And Alan was never an accident. As new survivor factions rise from the ruins of America - some seeking order, others seeking power - immunity becomes currency. Weapons are forged from living people. Faith fractures. Loyalty erodes. The Thinkers have evolved. They no longer simply observe. They preach. They call the Device sacred. They call Alan a corruption. And somewhere beneath the earth, the ancient system that judged humanity once before is recalibrating. Season 2 descends deeper into the philosophy of extinction, where survival is no longer the goal - only choice is. As betrayal festers and the infected grow more intelligent, Alan must confront an impossible truth: The world is not collapsing. It is being corrected. In a story where hope is rare and mercy is obsolete, one fragile question remains: If humanity is the flaw... does it deserve to continue?

It started three years ago... No one agrees on the moment the world ended, whether it was the emergency broadcast that dissolved into static, or the morning the streets stopped making noise. What everyone agrees on is how quickly it happened. One day there were schools, curfews, and the assumption that tomorrow was guaranteed. The next, survival replaced every other conversation. Cities hollowed out, choked with abandoned cars and shattered glass, and the people meant to protect us disappeared as easily as the rest. Childhood didn't end so much as it was stripped away. This is the world we live in now, where trust is rare, fear is constant, and staying alive is the bravest thing anyone can do. [p.s thank you B & M for being my editors I couldn't have done this without you, I appreciate you guys smmm 🫶]

the Revenants have attacked...will we survive?

A mysterious pathogen spreads across the Philippines, reanimating the dead and rewriting the rules of survival. As institutions collapse and information fractures, a small group of university students take refuge inside a campus building, clinging to failing signals and fragile hope. Among them is Lualhati, a biology student with an unexpected connection to something far older than the outbreak itself. As night falls and the infected reveal unsettling patterns, she begins to suspect that this catastrophe is not as random as it seems. The government names it. The media simplifies it. But what stalks the dark cannot be contained forever.

At first, a group of friends were excited for their big sleepover. But a massive blizzard that locks the whole town inside their houses makes them rethink their choices. Nobody can go outside, the freezing temperatures are taking over, and a wave of gruesome monsters rise from the snowy depths. Trapped inside one of friend's mansion, the girls do everything they can to survive the blizzard. Will they survive the cold apocalypse, or will the icy hand of death take them first?

zombie au!! the band was traveling together but they got 2d and now they have a grieving murdoc and a dead 2d...well at least that's what they think

They found it. Not a cure. Not a bunker. Not another dumb safe zone with rules and soup lines. The core. The ugly, pulsing, world-ending heart of the infection. The thing that started all of it. The thing that keeps making worse monsters. The thing that made zombies go from "slow and stupid" to "why the hell does it have tentacles." And now there's only one plan left: Leave the walls. Blow it to hell. End it for good. Easy, right? Yeah. No. Because leaving the walls means stepping back into the world that almost killed them four different times. It means trading safety for war. It means walking straight into the mouth of the apocalypse and saying: "Run it." ⸻ Evan is 20 now. No more cardboard armor. No more kid with a cereal box helmet. Now he's the one on the turret. The one people follow. The one who doesn't laugh before pulling the trigger. But don't worry - the twins are still idiots. Cole is still talking trash mid-firefight. Jace is still making terrible plans that somehow work. And both of them are still arguing like the world isn't ending again. Some things never evolve. ⸻ The walls are still standing. Families still alive. Kids still laughing inside concrete safety. And that's exactly why they're leaving. Because if the core keeps beating - The walls won't matter. And they know it. ⸻ This is the last ride. No more running. No more rescue missions. No more "we'll handle it later." This time? They finish it. One convoy. One warpath. One stupid, loud, suicidal plan to punch the apocalypse in the throat. ⸻ There will be gunfire. There will be screaming. There will be jokes at the worst possible times. Because that's how they survived everything else. Loud. Stupid. Together. ⸻ And somewhere out there... Buried under ash and bones and everything the world lost... The core is waiting. Breathing. Growing. Hungry.