Zombie Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I found them on the couch, fucking each other like two horny dogs. Not even in the bedroom but on the couch screaming. Cole, my boyfriend of three years, was tangled up with my sister Dana like the world was ending and they were each other's last chance at survival. His hands in her hair, her head thrown back like that of a whore.. The birthday cake I'd spent two hours baking sat in my hands, still warm, with "Happy Birthday, Baby" written across the top in blue frosting. I had come home early to surprise him, but I was the one who got surprised instead.

"If you insult my partner again, I'll have security escort you out." My girlfriend, Kaylee Dishman, was gentle by nature. At work, she was approachable and well-liked by everyone. How could she possibly be a killer? The woman in front of me looked deathly pale, as though all the color had been drained from her face. She didn't seem the least bit surprised by my reaction. "You'll believe me eventually," she said. "You're a man of conscience." Her gaze slowly drifted to the plaque on my office wall. "Your girlfriend won't be coming home tomorrow night. She's going to dispose of a body." After saying that, she got up and left.

MICHAEL "You aren't even listening!" I jolted back to reality as I heard the high-pitched voice of Alison, my girlfriend of two months. She was sitting in front of me and glaring. "Sorry...what were you saying?" I chuckled nervously. I had the bad habit of zoning out mid-conversation. My friends always made fun of me for it and called me Mr. Daydreamer. "I was telling you about the dinner this Saturday. So you can meet my family, remember?" Alison said. "Don't tell me you forgot!" she gasped.

The phoenix dorm room-mates started their quest after a small break. Huomei this time is trying to burn only the neck of the zombie, so they can identify people by the faces. One of the rooms was open. Zombie must have come from that room. Suyan took a picture of the face for the record. They cautiously tied up everyone in the open room. This room is short of one person. So there are only five unconscious girls. Another person woke up as they were tying up.

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.

“Aren’t you Drew’s girlfriend?” Hannah glanced at me sarcastically. “You actually dare to bring your own father here? Aren’t you afraid of giving him a heart attack?” Then, she walked smugly over to Damon. “Don’t get it wrong. I don’t have a materialistic boyfriend like him. I’m Damon’s fiancee. “Only a poor student keeps chasing after things that don’t belong to him. He bothered me for six years. Now it’s time to teach him a lesson. “By the way, he must’ve taken out a lot of loans over the years, right? You must have worked so hard to pay them off. But I’m not going to be such a fool.”

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

"I'd never abandon you, silly! It broke my heart to see you so sad. Let's never be separated again, okay?" Everyone was floored by their sickly-sweet display. None of us had ever seen anything so absurd. "Skyla, you shouldn't have let them on the helicopter," the deputy leader muttered, his face twisted in disgust as he looked at the couple. "Those two have caused us enough trouble. Wouldn't it be better to just let the zombies have them? Besides… Has Noah ever once cared about how you felt?" I merely let out a cold chuckle. Truth be told, I had intended to make the two of them turn on each other and become zombie fodder. But now… I realized my work wasn't done.

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.”

“Your grief won’t diminish simply because she’s gone.” “She is going to change everything.” Zombie’s self-control is slipping, the amusement and indifference fading from his voice. “Her very existence will ruin everything we’ve fought to set right over the last two years.” “I agree.” Kress sounds almost indifferent, as if he’s weighing the consequences with a detached curiosity. Doesn’t he notice how Zombie’s grip around my neck is tightening, how he’s squeezing the breath from my lungs? My vision is starting to blur, white spots dancing in front of my eyes, and I feel my heart race as panic settles in.