Dark Moments
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alt="Cover Your Ears by Karen Thrower"
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Cover Your Ears by Karen Thrower
It’s been a year since the dead began rising from their graves, hunting whatever humans they could find. We tried to get them to eat animals, but there was something...
Cover Your Ears by Karen Thrower
It’s been a year since the dead began rising from their graves, hunting whatever humans they could find. We tried to get them to eat animals, but there was something...
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alt="Season of the Zombie by Shane Sinjun"
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Season of the Zombie by Shane Sinjun
"Revenge is a dish best served hot." Rico turned from the campfire and flipped the pan-fried zombie brains onto Cat's plate. It hadn't taken long for word to get around....
Season of the Zombie by Shane Sinjun
"Revenge is a dish best served hot." Rico turned from the campfire and flipped the pan-fried zombie brains onto Cat's plate. It hadn't taken long for word to get around....
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alt="Joe’s Bar by Jodie Angell"
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Joe’s Bar by Jodie Angell
Joe’s Bar had changed considerably since the zombie apocalypse first broke out. He’d learned rather quickly that there was a shift in the market—instead of Sex on the Beach, mojitos,...
Joe’s Bar by Jodie Angell
Joe’s Bar had changed considerably since the zombie apocalypse first broke out. He’d learned rather quickly that there was a shift in the market—instead of Sex on the Beach, mojitos,...
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alt="The Door by Alden Terzo"
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The Door by Alden Terzo
The cellar door creaked and flexed as the hungry zombies outside pushed against it. Alone in the cellar, Olivia sliced a hunk of rotting meat and tossed it through a...
The Door by Alden Terzo
The cellar door creaked and flexed as the hungry zombies outside pushed against it. Alone in the cellar, Olivia sliced a hunk of rotting meat and tossed it through a...
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alt="The Cellar by Tracy Davidson"
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The Cellar by Tracy Davidson
My arms ache from swinging the scythe so often. Must have decapitated fifty already today, and it’s not even lunchtime. They outnumber us now. Most human survivors shelter offshore. Zombies...
The Cellar by Tracy Davidson
My arms ache from swinging the scythe so often. Must have decapitated fifty already today, and it’s not even lunchtime. They outnumber us now. Most human survivors shelter offshore. Zombies...
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alt="I Guess Grannie Will Be Fine by Greg Beatty"
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I Guess Grannie Will Be Fine by Greg Beatty
After Johnny’s parents died, Grannie raised him. She helped him with algebra, bullies, and dating. When the zombies came, it was time for Johnny to return the favour. “Grannie’s tough,”...
I Guess Grannie Will Be Fine by Greg Beatty
After Johnny’s parents died, Grannie raised him. She helped him with algebra, bullies, and dating. When the zombies came, it was time for Johnny to return the favour. “Grannie’s tough,”...
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alt="Drained by Pauline Yates"
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Drained by Pauline Yates
Desperate to stop the zombie apocalypse, the latest plague to afflict humanity, I draw my knife across Annie’s wrist and fill a bucket with her blood. Annie sways. “Will it...
Drained by Pauline Yates
Desperate to stop the zombie apocalypse, the latest plague to afflict humanity, I draw my knife across Annie’s wrist and fill a bucket with her blood. Annie sways. “Will it...
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alt="A Zombie’s Guide to Alcoholism by Sophie Wagner"
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A Zombie’s Guide to Alcoholism by Sophie Wagner
I was bored; what can I say? Not like there’s anyone to judge me besides Martin, and he doesn’t do much. The first day I ran out of realistic solutions...
A Zombie’s Guide to Alcoholism by Sophie Wagner
I was bored; what can I say? Not like there’s anyone to judge me besides Martin, and he doesn’t do much. The first day I ran out of realistic solutions...
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alt="Instructions to My Past Self by Liam Hogan"
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Instructions to My Past Self by Liam Hogan
Don't study microbiology at university. Definitely don't take Dr Meadow's course on recombinant DNA. Whatever you do, don't volunteer to look after her lab rats during summer break. Certainly don't...
Instructions to My Past Self by Liam Hogan
Don't study microbiology at university. Definitely don't take Dr Meadow's course on recombinant DNA. Whatever you do, don't volunteer to look after her lab rats during summer break. Certainly don't...
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alt="Payload by Ria Rees"
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Payload by Ria Rees
The last city sprawls below—a hodgepodge of rooftop slums. With the deafening thump of helicopter blades pounding in my skull, I radio the pilot. “Target below. Keep us steady.” One...
Payload by Ria Rees
The last city sprawls below—a hodgepodge of rooftop slums. With the deafening thump of helicopter blades pounding in my skull, I radio the pilot. “Target below. Keep us steady.” One...
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alt="Death By Cake Pop by Jodi Jensen"
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Death By Cake Pop by Jodi Jensen
“Almost ready, dear.” Joslyn ignored the growling in the corner and focused on her batch of cake pops. Humming a cheery tune, she picked up a homemade squib (God bless...
Death By Cake Pop by Jodi Jensen
“Almost ready, dear.” Joslyn ignored the growling in the corner and focused on her batch of cake pops. Humming a cheery tune, she picked up a homemade squib (God bless...
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alt="Brain Waves by Laura Nettles"
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Brain Waves by Laura Nettles
Months after Z-Day, scientists finally discovered the zombies were hunting us by tracking our brainwaves: higher brain functions, specifically. Coma patients and people in deep sleep remained unnoticed by those...
Brain Waves by Laura Nettles
Months after Z-Day, scientists finally discovered the zombies were hunting us by tracking our brainwaves: higher brain functions, specifically. Coma patients and people in deep sleep remained unnoticed by those...