Zombie Girlfriend Comic Novels & Stories

He stared at his empty palm, muttering, "What's going on? Where's my power? Isn't the spatial power already mine?" A second later, I activated my spatial power and sucked all the zombies around me into an unknown space. Chris couldn't even last until rescue arrived. The zombies bit off his limbs. Blood gushed from his body. The other contestants scattered in fear. When the competition ended, I was the only one who remained unscathed. No one could accuse me of having no superpower anymore.

"It's a rat. This hall hasn't been used in ages. There's probably an infestation. One must have burrowed into the coffin…" [It's Stephanie! She can't hold it in anymore!] [Vincent's not doing great either!] "Really?" I asked innocently. "How big would a rat have to be to make a sound like that?" [Oh my God! Vincent's giving her CPR now!] [What kind of plot is this? I'm actually kind of excited!] [I can't wait to see her face when she realizes her best friend and husband are inside!] A few seconds later, another voice cut in, "What is going on here?"

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

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.

Ryan declares as he thrusts hard into me, causing me to moan. I can’t believe how much he has me moaning like his damn whore. I guess at this rate, I am his personal whore because I’m certainly not his girlfriend. Ryan is the zombie king of the northeast. I’m not his queen, but kings are known for having mistresses. I have to wonder if Ryan has zombie queen, and if so, what does that make me? I hate that I’m thinking about this while Ryan and I are having sex, but I can’t help it.

She also had a thing for zombies, which was how the three of them connected and started chatting. She added fuel to a never-ending debate that Zeke and Trevor had for the longest time: Zeke with his distaste of the zombie subculture or with any silly import from the mother country versus Trevor's adoration of it. She was on Trevor's side and made their position more convincing. In the end, Zeke lost his stance on the zombie/Colony import debate but gained a new friend.

I shrugged, “I don’t know how you feel, but if it helps I have no idea how a werewolf looks. So if it doesn’t work how it’s supposed to, I won’t even know the difference." April laughed, “you really are funny. And sweet.” “I won’t force you. This is not an ultimatum. I’ll like you just the same. Either I have a girlfriend that has a very strong imagination and is a bit crazy, or I have a girlfriend that’s a fucking werewolf.” “Girlfriend?” she asked. Fuck. Did she even want to be my girlfriend? “Yeah?” April smiled, “yeah.” “Fuck yeah. You’re my girlfriend.”

"Plus how disgusting is that?" Mary laughed at her colleague. "Who said anything about having sex with him, stupid? Just get an example so we can look at their sperm. Who knows if that's where the key to the cure lies? Plus, he hasn't been a zombie in a week, Gee. He's still as fresh as a fish, and I heard he looked like a Greek God." "I think they said he was bitten by his ex while they were having sex. The girl apparently did not report anything about her symptoms. Such a shame really. He'll arrive later, Gee. Good luck! If it helps, we will leave you alone!"

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

And yet, he'd never once said he hated it. I never imagined that now, for the sake of his girlfriend, he'd turn around and throw me under the bus. I couldn't take it anymore. I flipped the entire table over, sending food crashing to the floor. I walked over and slapped Shane across the face. "Then stay the hell away from me. You and your girlfriend don't deserve to be in the same room as me!" Amid their shocked cries, I turned and left.