Novel & Cerita My Girlfriend Is A Zombie

How long has she been in this fucked-up world looking after her sisters more than herself? I ignore the drumming of my heart and say, “We found someone who might or might not have been Hana.” Her eyes narrow. “What does that mean?” Her words quiver. I fucking hate delivering such news to her, yet I don’t blink at killing. But I have no reason to hold back the information from her, and if she insists, then the truth is hers. “The southern part of Romania is swarming with zombies, and the girl we saw had been half eaten by the infected, so like I said, it was hard to see her identity. She seemed young and had chestnut-colored hair.” I shrug. “Could be anyone.”

Zoya The zombie screeches like a vulture and takes charge with its mouth snapping air. I brace myself for the end, already imagining death's hands around my neck, choking me slowly. I'm a tough girl, but ever since I was forced to kill my sister when she turned, I've suffered PTSD. As a result, whenever I look a zombie in the eye, I'm rendered paralyzed, too traumatized by the memory to act.

"You should rest. I'll go make plans for the personnel and the route we'll take for tomorrow. Everything will be fine." I turned and walked away without looking back. Just as I stepped outside, I heard Dustin's low voice. "Em, he was terrifying just now. Do you think he's already..." Emilia's voice was soothing. "Don't worry, he's fine for now." I returned to the isolation room and leaned against the wall, then slowly slid to the floor. The burning sensation in my right arm was getting worse. This was the second day since I was infected by the zombie virus.

Long hair is scattered all over the coffin, each strand is jet-black, soft as silk, flowing smoothly under the body. Oralie looked at the girl lying in the coffin, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes showing a thoughtful expression. Because the coffin had been lying here for so long that it was covered with moss. However, lying inside was not a dry skeleton with white bones, nor a corpse rotting to the bone, but a young girl. A young girl who may be still in her youth but is infected with the ultimate grief of May. Obviously, the one lying here was a vampire, a blood-sucking demon that was at least a few hundred years old.

,her voice got cheery at food. "damn those are my favorites too but salad is rare for me I'm a man I need to eat meat more",I chuckle but she nods. "favorite shows or show?",I lay directly behind her lining my body tight against hers. "supernatural and vampire anything. werewolf stuff is good too",she yawns as I rub her lower back up to her shoulders and back down. "y-yours",her voice goes sleepy she likes my massage. "guy stuff ",I chuckle when she grunts softly drifting off I fix her gown more when a knock sounds and the nurse from earlier struts in and glares at our position.

However, I didn't know how I would do it with Alison following me around like a shadow. And that was what was happening. She had grabbed onto my arm and stuck to me like glue since we arrived at the party. We were walking around like Siamese twins, with our arms linked with each other. I didn't want to be rude and push her away either. She is my girlfriend, after all. If anything, I encouraged it since I was already guilty about sneaking around behind her back.

I refused to break eye contact as I pulled my club from my bag. It was studying me with pale, clouded-over green eyes before its attention jerked to the left again... mine momentarily shooting up the hill to where we rolled from. The zombie and I made eye contact again as it jerked and snapped at me like a cornered dog, mangled and destroyed...

I struggle but they are much stronger than me. "How dare you touch my girl? Didn't you understand her? She said let her go!" Serious shout of familiar voice behind us. The two confronted the person who spoke and I wasn't wrong, it was Zack. "And who are you to interfere?" Stubbornness is holding me back now. "She's my girlfriend!" He answered madly. "Your girlfriend is sexy and I want her to be mine," one of them said while laughing. "She's only mine and not yours! I can kill you if I want." I suddenly felt nervous because of Zack's words.

“Elaine, do you still think I refused to donate blood to you because I was afraid? I gave you blood 99 times. What difference would one more session make? Karl was the one who told me you had been faking everything. That was when I realized my love had been trampled on. My blood became dog food. You wronged me. Every time I think of that relationship, which had been built on lies, it makes me sick to my stomach.” Elaine’s face went pale. She stood frozen for a moment, as if a thousand scattered pieces had just fallen into place in her mind. She suddenly became agitated. “So you actually never did fail my test. In that case, we don’t have to break up anymore. If you save me, we can be togethe

Episode 92: Saving my girlfriend Everything happened two weeks ago when I found out that, Ella; my girlfriend was a werewolf, a Tribrid to be precised. I didn't want to tell my parents and Ella felt like she hasn't trusted me fully with that part of information; after all, my entire family inculding myself are werewolf hunters.