Night fell, bathing the South Dakotan landscape in eerie darkness. Freshly fallen snow littered the land, blanketing nearly everything. It was cold that night, even for that part of used to be the United States of America. The country no longer existed, just like most of the world's nations. To have a country, one needs land, population and government. Two o...
"Hmm, this is delicious, I love Type-A blood," Adriel Brown said to himself, as he savored the last drops of blood in the survivor's body, before discarding the cooling corpse. Normally, like most conscientious Vampires, Adriel would snap the corpse's neck to make sure that it did not reanimate. In a world full of Zombies, however, he had to amend this habit...
"Where was I before all this? Let's see, when the Zombie Apocalypse began, I was in the safest place anyone could be, the Grand Valley Institution For Women," Yasmin Wardeh said with a smirk, and the Lebanese-born and Ottawa-bred ex-con looked at her fellow wayfarer with a mischievous gleam in her brown eyes. Such a conventional and normal guy underneath it...
(I do not own the cover picture) There are many errors humanity has made. But we always came back from it. At least, we thought we did. I never thought that we would be be this far up shit creek without a paddle. We were in the midst of a fucking zombie apocalypse, after the pschopathic anthromorph also known as the American President started World War Three...
Sorry folks, no sex in this short story. Just a short and dirty story I threw together for my wife to celebrate two of her favorite things; Valentine's Day and the show The Walking Dead that came back from its mid-season hiatus on Valentine's Day. There is no mention of characters from the show and is not intended to be associated with it in any fashion, n...
A/N: Zombie action doesn't break out right away. I like to drag things out when it comes to zombie stories... This is Chapter one. If you want to know what the entrance and a little ways into The Silos looks like, ask me and I'll share the link with you from a photographer who has been down there. Alec's Point Of View: I never thought that the zombie apocal...
"Thank god I found this storage room." That was what I was thinking when I first found the room, that was a month ago and since I have used up all the supplies. It was bound to happen eventually. I can see the morning light filtering through the small barred window, and simultaneously feel my stomach growl from hunger. My clothes are filthy and bar...
(Inspired by Apocalypse Zex, so if you like my story you'll like that one too so feel free to check it out.) (Adders welcome) You are driving to your parents house on the outskirts of Boston. It was your sister, Mabel's, 18th birthday today and you and your brother, Luke, are driving to your parents place to celebrate. Along the way you take out your phone f...
Your name is Jack Bennett. You are about 5'11 and around 189 pounds. You were never one to believe in zombies or the apocalypse. But you did believe in being prepared for anything. So in the first few days of the outbreak you were pretty secure in the bunker under his house. You kept food, water, and a few other supplies with you along with a m1911..You were...
The furnaces of Baddock billow with smoke ahead of you, downhill. It is not a pretty place to look at: although most buildings are masonry and concrete, you can see even from almost two miles away how they're held together by huge bands of steel and joined by metal bolts, all of which are rusted to varying extremes. The weathered frontier town looks slumly b...