My Heart’s still beating for you—Very Dark and Always.

Walking out in the middle of a funeral would be, of course, bad form. So attempting to walk out on one’s own was beyond the pale.

And then I heard the ring of metal on concrete, and I went cold, because one of them had found a piece of rebar lying around, and I knew with sudden certainty that these guys...

A cemetery?” I chuckle, but the pitch is a bit higher than I expected. “At night? With a full moon? Um … did you see any, uh, zombies, you, while you were there?”Shiko blinks at...

They were all looking at him with an unpronounceable hunger. Actually it was a lot like the faces you see in porn, but with less certainty of the course of action. It was as if...

Then he said in his most excellent Mick impression, “Your powers are useless against Ninja Lords, O great zombie hunter! Surrender or feel the sting of the shuriken!

The world is truly a terrible place. Every one of my generation is lost, filling the holes which are their lives with seditious and yet passionless acts of unnecessary drama. It is a world of...

Even in death she was more beautiful to him than she ever was alive.

If I could make one wish, I wouldn’t ask for world peace. I’d wish for a real zombie apocalypse. I’ll take Romero zombies any day over this counterfeit harmony bullshit.

Zombies are far better than religious people, because they do not discriminate in killing.

So you killed him with what now?””I tried that Dr. Phil book at first”…”And I finished it off with the toilet seat. Just so you know, you left it up again. That drives me crazy.

Son of a Merryweather, he’s a lot stronger than he looks.

being metaphors” whose sole purpose is to represent things in the real world; they eat the real world.

The return of the rain, beating out time on London’s rooftops and pavements. Early morning Zombies sheltering beneath copies of the Standard whilst others ran screaming for cover in doorways because water from the heavens...

If you’re going to survive this, the first rule you need to learn is never count on anyone but yourself. Never. People make mistakes, and the zombies are fast. They don’t need to sleep or...

Nothing good is free, and nothing free is good. You want the world to change, you have to force that change behind gun smoke and lead. Blood is the price, always and ever, if you...

If I can face a street full of rabid zombies, I can tell a boy I like him. Right?

Zombies are the liberal nightmare. Here you have the masses, whom you would love to love, appearing at your front door with their faces falling off; and you’re trying to be as humane as you...

What’s more insane? Hearing imaginary voices? Or not hearing the real ones?

OMG YOU GUYS it has come to my attention that SOMEONE on the internet is saying that my fictional 19th century zombies are NOT SCIENTIFICALLY SOUND. Naturally, I am crushed. To think, IF ONLY I’d...

[In case of zombie uprising] Marxists and Feminists would likely sympathize more with zombies. To Marxists, the undead symbolize the oppressed proletariat. Unless the zombies were all undead white males, feminists would likely welcome the...

… Will you be okay or is there something I could help you with?””I’m just going to change in to comfy clothes and hit the sheets.””And what’s the verdict on whether or not you want...

Nothing is impossible to kill. It’s just that sometimes after you kill something you have to keep shooting it until it stops moving

Dead folks use plastic! When in doubt, throw it out! Please use the bathroom appointed for your gender and mortality!

The website didn’t say how much brains–or even how many–I should eat, only that I should eat them in 48 hours OR ELSE. Why doesn’t anyone pay attention to details anymore? Would it be so...

I’d once again see that bob of blonde hair back on my pillow, that pink hot smile beaming toward me as I heroically win her heart in some kind of Count of Monte Cristo or...

Don’t you get it?’ said Max. ‘You’re not praying, you’re just… wishing. And wishes don’t come true.

He was drop-dead gorgeous and I, well I was just … dead.” (Tera Hightower, Dead Chick Walking)

Brunch is such an odd thing. It was created by fat, lazy people who were too lazy to wake up at a reasonable hour and too fat to wait until the next proper time for...

Soft flesh is eaten by hard teeth.

In fact, since the accident, Mom doesn’t love anyone. She is marble. Beautiful. Frigid. Easily stained by her family. What’s left of us anyway. We are corpses.At first, we sought rebirth. But resurrection devoid of...

With anything, it either is, or it isn’t. There is no isisn’t. Except for zombies—who are both dead and not dead at the same time.

Jerk! Don’t ever do that again! You nearly gave me a heart attack!” After her heart stopped fluttering for a moment, Katty drew her attention towards Nico and what he was wearing. Nico was lookin’...

Terror builds inside him. The reality that tonight will be his last leaves a sour taste in his mouth. The Tainted will eat him, or on a more terrifying note—if that’s even possible—maybe turn him...

There is nothing so patient, in this world or any other, as a virus searching for a host.

Don’t Fear the Reaper.

The conversation limped along this line of thought much like a zombie: lifeless and mindless and making a jelly of whatever healthy brains were within its reach.

Eleanor,” Daniel said. “Miss Fitt! Wake up!”I fluttered my eyelids open. “I’m not a misfit anymore,” I rasped. “I thought I told you that.

I think you’ve forgotten that this place holds a lot more than justbetraying Hobgoblins. Call upon the spirits, summon fairies, raise thedead! My brother, you have the power to do so–now get off of your...

Whip,” Walter echoed. “So there’s an iPhone app for fighting zombies. Interesting.

What are you, Zombie Slayer Barbie?” The big man in the back barked a laugh. “You’ll pay for that one.

The line of traffic advancing towards the rising sun looked like a procession of the returning dead. Every one of them, solitaries in clean shirts, smoking, checking mirrors to see if their reflections were still...

Some necrophobes earn their own fates.

I never intended to become a zombie huntress; I had only intended to protest prom, high school’s last bastion of patriarchal society.

Mama says go back to bed! – Cat

And then, anger gave way to pure and simple job satisfaction. I mean, when I looked at a dead zombie head on a spike, I thought, “Hey, I did that. Picasso would have been proud....

Bodies lay in the sun. Bodies stood in the sun.

Oatmeal Face, Jawless, and the other revenants dragged me out of the van by the zip tie between my hands. The sharp plastic bit painfully into my wrists.”All right, all right, I’m coming,” I said....

Hey!” Caleb snapped as he realized Nick was about to lock him on the outside with their attackers. He pushed the door open and glared at him. “No man left behind.”Nick scoffed. “This aint’ the...

Anyone that wants to live, get in.” His voice was deep and powerful, matching the promise his body made. He was confident and self-assured, the kind of man you wanted in your corner when the...