Welcome to a new monthly section that says goodbye to our monster of the month until next year. Going forward, on the last day of each month, we will post fun, 50 word stories and poems written throughout the month in honor of our featured monster. These shorts are both funny and horrific, and we hope you enjoy them.
If you would like to submit a 50 word story for this section, you must be a member of Vamplit Writers. Each month we post a forum topic for submissions.
by Blaze McRob
He rode her for all he was worth, having reanimated her for his supreme moment of sexual gratification. She did as he commanded,giving in to his every whim and desire. At the zenith of his climax, she grabbed his head, bit through his skull, and ate his brains with gusto.
by Grace Mahoney
Last Word
“Zombie” she shouted. The whole school turned to look at her. Then the screaming began. From every direction the sound of crunching bone and tearing flesh filled their ears. The smell of blood, excrement and death invaded the nostrils of those left standing. Zombie was the last word ever spoken.
Zombie Rock (Inspired by the song Crocodile Rock by Elton John)
Crepuscular cravings for meat that still moves, shiver and shake of dance floor grooves.
The dead breakout on Friday night looking for love, not acting too bright.
Zombified flesh rubbing against the living, petrified patrons screaming.
Dancing with zombies would be messy at best decayed from years of mortal rest.
Dead in the Dark
Dead in the dark, I rose from my grave. I followed the beat of a heart that’s depraved. I trudged through the town seeking only my due, resurected by hate I looked for you. Flesh fell from my bones as I wrenched off your head. No more will you moan at me for eating in bed.
by R.L. Zech
Love Eternal
Ribbons of moonlight crept silently through barren branches as Howard sat anxiously awaiting her arrival. Above an owl’s soft whisper beckoned her. The crypt door, rusting hinges creaking, inched opened. Cynthia stood before him, her vision calling to him. Putrid perfume, oozing, rotted flesh, outstretched arms, waiting his embrace.
by Mysteral
Cryogenic Disaster
Of 2500 souls aboard colonization ship, Terra104, Technician Peters and I are the only ones left alive – truly alive. A faulty computer controlling cryogenic sleep destroyed all intelligence. Should we abort the mission, or let zombies populate this new world called earth? Would they feast on blood from existing life-forms? Decisions…
Hunted
I’m being followed. He wants to kill me. In desperate fear I run, feet pounding the hot, deserted city streets. My throat and lungs tortured with acidic fire. Why me? What did I do to deserve this? I never asked you to bring me back from death, a flesh-eating zombie.
by Mikel Classen
She stood surrounded by the ever-crowding, reanimated corpses. Hands outstretched, fingers clenching, jaws gnashing anticipated her tender flesh. Desperately she looked around, searching for an escape. There was none. She was trapped in the last moment of life. The dead things bore her down amidst screams, the last woman on earth died.
These are all really great reads! Can’t wait to see what everyone comes up with for August’s demon month.