My Girlfriend Is A Zombie Novels & Stories

“Fall back! Everybody fall back!” Rachel and Timothy turned, their eyes widening as a young zombie—a girl in a tattered engineering lab uniform—slipped through the chaos. She lunged at a soldier, dragging him to the ground as he screamed. Her teeth sank into his neck, the sickening sound of flesh tearing audible even over the gunfire. Timothy kept filming, unable to look away. The soldier’s comrades shot the girl, but it was too late. The man convulsed, his body twitching unnaturally before his eyes snapped open. Clouded and lifeless, he rose—a zombie now.

As extreme as the other seven. Zombie was a woman in her early 20s. She gave no shit even though Linda was taller than her. She exuded a confident single lady. She had a similar sleeveless hoodie with different shades of color and bear ears latched on her head hoodie but with an angry bear mouth and nose. Truthfully, Linda was quite intrigued by her. “Linda. The owner of this cafe.” She cleared her throat. “Ah!” Zombie made quite an expression under her mask. “You have talent in business but not on this small scale.”

My girlfriend, Loretta Summers, is an introvert and quiet by nature. Even our daily conversations are limited to things like, "Have you eaten?" or "Are you asleep?" Then, at a New Year's class reunion, I see her chatting animatedly with a guy, Ivan Lane. That is when I realize— it is time for us to break up.

Wow, I already have a girlfriend, sweet life! I went out to throw away my trash, Zombie bumped into me! Zombie ➡ Damn! Man, you totally destroyed that little bird, she how she's walking! Johnson ➡ You know her? Zombie ➡ Helen? Of course little chic with nice body, She was deflowered a week after she started this school! Since then she's been keeping away from boys, some say she's a lesbian! Johnson ➡ oh, I see, (no wonder her cunt was tight)

But the thing that was even more rude is, they had unexpectedly got fed with dog food by the very own little girl whose hands had just killed a zombie ruthlessly a while ago and the unfeeling zombie that have no care to his own kind. The single dog zombies who have not yet had been in a relationship in the past and also in the present: ... Wu...Wu... Wu (They are public displaying affection in front of single dogs like us! They are truly a sinner indeed) The woman who's collar was still being dragged by the indifferent zombie who had clearly evolve a while ago at her back: ... Ah, truly unfortunate to run into these lovebirds. Even little girls now had a love life on their own. I am only tor

My stomach flipped violently. Before I could react... He turned slightly, his voice cutting through the courtyard. Clear. Confident. Unavoidable. “Since everyone’s already looking…” My heart stopped. Damon tightened his hold on me. “This is Zara Corven.” A pause. A beat. And then... “She’s my girlfriend.” Silence. Then chaos. Whispers exploded around us. “Wait...what?” “Damon has a girlfriend?” “Who is she?” “Isn’t that the scholarship girl?”

looked to the side, concentrating on refining her fire-star Nightmarefiend. Their caves are very mysterious, it's just a coincidence that one or two zombies strayed into this place and were directly collected by two subordinates, but there was also one time, a late-stage green-haired white-haired zombie burst in came in, was a bit dangerous, took Cadell Brian and the Ghost Scene Female General, the two of them teamed up, and couldn't control the white-haired zombie.

as per Art the girl that is lying at the ground was his sister! but we still can't see properly the face of the girl but Art was very sure that is was Bhea "What should we do?"- Dessa "We still don't know if she is alive or not but I'm very sure that girl is already dead"- Bobby "but why she still not becoming a zombie?"- Jimboy it was very questionable due to every human being that is being eaten by the zombies becomes one of them after they died

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

I glare at him from the machine. He holds up his hands. “Hey. Just saying.” I turn back to the weights and start loading more plates. “She’s not my girlfriend,” I say again, like if I repeat it enough it’ll become truer. Zack watches me for a second, then shrugs. “Alright. Fine. Not your girlfriend.” Then he grins. “But she’s definitely living rent-free in your brain.” I don’t answer. Because he’s not wrong. And that pisses me off.