"I'm sorry," Sergeant Miller told me, right before he shot me. Of course, since this was the dawn of the Zombie Apocalypse and the fucker failed to hit my brain, I was doomed to come back. Nowadays, we all get a second chance at life, and this really sucks. For this and many other reasons, I hate the fucker. Life as a Zombie sucks, man. It's even worse if yo...
15 Aug 6:25 AM Circe It was still raining cats and dogs outside and the wind was blowing pretty hard. I stretched away the sleep of my nap and the light of day was breaking. Swinging my legs off the bed I padded over to the window to get my bearings as to where I was and the view that met my eyes was a gloomy one. Well it was definitely out in the country...
Vincent swung his bastard sword at the shambling corpse, cutting off the legs and sending it to the ground. When it reached rotting hands out for him, he brought his boot down to meet it. Finding no further sign of activity, he quickly glanced around at the few other corpses incoming. When he had heard from his neighbor that zombies were coming out of a ca...
Disclaimer: I do not own iZombie. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** "God damn it!" Liv swore in frustration as she left this Seattle offices of Fillmore Graves. "Liv, it's okay." Peyton attempted to soothe. "It's not okay Peyton!" Liv snapped, "We were so careful, but none of that matters, because Fillmore Graves dumped a load...
Blood dripping from her mouth, the sex-starved zombie girl Melisa hadn't taken a chunk of his manhood, Joe realised with a sigh of relief! It made sense if these things lived to be sexually gratified there was little reason that they would take a chunk out of that first. With all his strength Joe grabbed the girl and threw her off of him. He needed to get...
The morning was pleasant, but the sun was against it, Mike curled up in his bed, laid on the bed, naked, with beads of sweat forming over his temple and neck, as the sun's rueful bright light was shining upon him through the clean diamond-like glass and soft transparent curtain. He slept through the morning, till noon. 'Mike! Wake the hell up.' A loud noise...
"Don't do that, it's exactly what they want," I thought, shaking my head vehemently. I stood there, watching as the Others continued their slow, steady march toward a hail of bullets. Slowly, steadily, with unwavering resolve, the Zombies came at them, the ones with the guns. They moaned and shambled onward even as they got mowed down. I got clipped in the c...
Zombies, zombies, zombies. Why was everybody talking about that species in movies and books and they became a real problem all of a sudden? The name is Marianne Laban, and I was born in the City of Addis Ababa, in the Capital region of Ethiopia on February 6, 1989. In mortal life, I think I was a fairly attractive chick. Five-foot-nine, slim but curvy where...
CHAPTER 1: The Beginning of the End Ashley Ellex jogs down the cobbled path of the Luminare Park in Downtown Los Angeles as the summer sun begins to set. She passes trees and families walking their dogs as the men stare at her with pure thirst for her attention. She ignores them as they all watch her large double E breast bouncing up and down. Her long bea...
Greg brought the bone ceramic to his lips. The coffee steam swirled up his sinuses and soothed his soul. He gazed over the white sheets as they soaked the buried hills. Down the hill, a film of fog blurred the distant sticks, once holding thousands of orange and red specs of fluttering candy. New England animating inside his oak framed living room window: in...