Zombieapocalyse 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]

"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.

It was finally time for the earth to rid itself of the most toxic parasites to ever plague its soil: humans. Mara knew that whatever dawned upon the earth on that dreadful September day wouldn't stop until everyone dropped dead- And, of course, reanimated. 'Cause apparently that's a thing now. -- A BTS apocalypse au by: © wethenaive TW: Death, violence, and tragedy

After the apocalypse, Troy Otto feels like a fish in water. He is willing to kill to protect his family and his home, as well as for the sake of science. His belligerent, unbridled nature often makes others think that he is a psychopath and a sadist. Troy has a very charismatic dark side that attracts people to him, but at the same time pushes them away from him. But is there any light in this man? Even a drop of light? Is he capable of loving? What if there was someone else at the ranch? Could it have been different? Or not? I want to warn you in advance about possible errors in the text of the story. English is not my native language and I do not speak it perfectly. I originally wrote this story in Russian and decided to translate it. If you have any comments and suggestions, I will be glad to accept them.

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

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?

Jace: Okay so apparently when humanity finally chills out and forgets about the apocalypse, the virus decides, "Bet," and comes back stronger. Cole: Not stronger - disrespectful. We got new zombies now. Fast ones. Smart ones. Ones that look at you like they pay taxes. Evan: You forgot the worst part. Jace: Oh yeah. The infection update from hell. Cole: Blood in the eyes. Open wounds. Congrats, idiot - now it's airborne-ish. Jace: Which means if someone sneezes zombie juice on you, you're basically DLC. Evan: It's not funny. Cole: Everything's funny until you die horribly. Jace: Anyway, while we're dealing with Virus 2.0, guess who decides to call on the radio? Cole: Oh yeah. The plot twist from hell. Evan: Don't. Jace: Say it. Cole: Your dad. Evan: He is not- Jace: He is literally your dad. Cole: The abusive one. The final boss of bad childhood memories. Evan: I know who he is. Jace: And now we gotta go save him. Because apparently we're allergic to peace. Cole: To be clear, I voted no. Evan: I didn't ask you to vote. Jace: Kid, you didn't have to. We'd burn the world for you anyway. Cole: Unfortunately, yes. We are emotionally stupid like that. Evan: This isn't just about him. Jace: Yeah. Four cities out, zombie migration. If we don't move, thousands die. Cole: So now we got: • Evolved zombies • Airborne infection-ish nonsense • Trauma reunion tour • And a six-hour suicide road trip Jace: Don't forget the part where the kid we raised now knows how to shoot better than us. Cole: That part scares me. Evan: Good. Jace: This time we're not just fighting monsters. Cole: We're digging up history. Evan: And nobody's ready for that. Jace: The virus is evolving. Cole: The past is calling. Evan: And we're not leaving anyone behind. Cole: Even if they probably deserve it. Jace: Shut up.

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

These are my renditions of fan art for my fanfiction. If I can't upload it, I'm just gonna unpublished this, or delete it. Maybe I'll try some other way if it doesn't work... 🤷

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

Noa receives a mysterious once again, it's been happening for months, It was a normal day till last bell when everything changed.

A 1970s family camping trip in the west turns deadly when Zombies appear. Rowan's dreams have always been vivid. This latest dream about Zombies attacking for example. Never in her wildest dreams does she expect a real black cat with an ear missing to show up at her tent. The exact same cat she has dreamed about since young. Seeing him now brings a terror in her soul. Without thinking twice, Rowan rouses her family, shoving clothes and supplies into the station wagon. Then they are racing down the roads driving until the gas gives out. Up to today, her Dad's tone deaf singing is the worse thing she has ever experienced. The best thing turns out to be most surprising. Rowan is immune to Zombie bites which saves her family. But can she do it on a global scale? * Prompts: 43, 98 and 108

If you ever find yourself stuck in a place where deadly creatures exists, take my advice and RUN, or to make it easy, just be a zombie. Who would've known that my own creation would also lead me to my tragic ending? *** Soleil, a ghost writer of the best-selling "How to die as a Zombie" at the city of Horan. One day, she mysteriously disappeared along with Riven, the named author of her written works, that sparked wonders to many. But little do they know, their sudden disappearance would alter the story woven by their own minds. Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish (Tagalog-English) Genre: Adventure, Horror, Thriller & Action

𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘱𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘶𝘴. 𝘐𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦.

A group of teenagers find themselves on a school trip for a presentation. They find themselves being locked up by the president. An apocalypse occurs, but no one explains why. The doors never reopen. The outside world goes silent. No calls. No internet. No rescue. Only questions. Then people begin to die. And worse... some begin to come back. As fear spreads and trust begins to break, the group realizes their survival isn't luck. It's planned. They aren't just survivors. They're being watched. Tested. Chosen. But for what? (IK I USED ELENA FOR THE COVER BUT NOTHING ELSE MATCHED IM SORRYY)