Zombie Girlfriend Novels & Stories

LORENZO’S POV “How long have you been standing there?” I asked, already dreading the answer. “Long enough to hear you talk to Laura,” she said, crossing her arms in that adorable-but-deadly way she always does. Oh great. Just what I needed... my ghost girlfriend catching me mid-awkward conversation with the woman I accidentally slept with. Well, maybe not accidentally but whatever. “Yes, I was talking to her,” I said quickly … hands raised like that would help, “but it’s not what you think.”

A pause later, I said, "There wasn't supposed to be a seventh slot, but I called in a lot of favors with the top guys, and they reluctantly gave me one. Ah, that reminds me. One of you is not going to come with us, obviously." My teammates would've roared with laughter, but they stayed as composed as their bodies and minds allowed them to. Against fully armed soldiers, Yvonne would never try to start anything funny. Trembling, she looked at her precious childhood friend. "Yves, I—" Yves didn't even wait for her to finish. He was already approaching the soldier, his face filled with an unctuous smile. "Take me. I was a famous musician before the zombie apocalypse. I'm a lot more useful than t

"Sorry about my sister. She can be stubborn at times—" "Yes, Xavier," Zoey cuts me mid sentence. My eyebrows crease in bewilderment. She giggles before elaborating. "Yes, I'll be your girlfriend." "Can you repeat that Alec?" I ask, trying to focus back on the present conversation. Leaving Zoey down there with Natasha is kinda worrisome. I am definitely worried and some. What the hell was this girl even doing here? Mhm. Three words: to cause mayhem. "I'm literally a million miles away and I can see that big ass crease on your forehead. What's up man?"

The gaze of the two became deep, their eyes never shifting away and the little black iris in the dull eyes of the zombie and the honeyed coloured phoenix eyes of the little girl swirled like a storm as if challenging which one has the strongest and influential gaze that can attract the two of them and will be the first to admit defeat. "Okay, okay. I won't look at her anymore Quiliu. I won't look" Xia sighed in defeat, she was very embarrassed to look straight to the dull eyes of the zombie in front of her but she was still reluctant to retract her gaze from the not-so-obvious handsome face that was covered in grey skin and a lot of unshaven beard of this silly zombie in front of her. "Reall

"We've received a distress signal. The coordinates point to the ruins in the eastern district. A survivor group of about forty is being surrounded by a high-level zombie horde. The situation is critical." I put down the barbell. "Which group?" Iris looked at me. "The leader's name is Emilia Campbell." I froze. Emilia Campbell. That name had been a thorn in my heart for two weeks. I thought I didn't care anymore, but hearing her name again made my heart ache all of a sudden. "During the distress signal, your name was mentioned," Iris continued. "She said that you're her boyfriend, and you'd definitely go and rescue her."

When I brought my girlfriend, Ivy Rossum, home to meet my family, my cousin, Kevin Lonsdale, snuck into her room, took off his clothes, and got into her bed. When we found him, he clutched the sheets and said in a shaking voice, “Paul, I didn’t do this on purpose. I thought I was going to my room.” It was the same excuse he had used before. Eight years ago, when I brought my first girlfriend home, he had done the exact same thing and used the same excuse. I finally called him out on it. “Everyone occasionally ends up at the wrong door, but how did you get in with the wrong keycard?” Kevin’s face went white, his tears suddenly halting. Dad defended him and scolded me. “Kevin has alw

She was not dead. When I saw her crimson eyes, I smelled a familiar scent on her. The scent of blood. My blood. “Elena, thank you. For exchanging your blood with mine. Your blood turned me into a vampire.” Sylvia leaned against Kael’s chest, smiling sweetly. I recalled all the years after our marriage. Every time I lay down in my coffin to sleep, my body always felt unbearably heavy. The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion.

Suddenly, from the shadows in the middle of the warehouse, the rampaging Zombie BOSS reappeared. It stomped forward, the freezer on its back swaying wildly, its eyes glowing a fiery red. The Zombie BOSS spotted Kevin lunging at Bima. "Mmmph… interloper… negative… content… this is… my… romance!" the Zombie BOSS growled. It seemed to be affected by Bima’s newly activated 'Romance Aura' and viewed Kevin as a 'content rival.' The Zombie BOSS charged at Kevin with the freezer on its back. WHAM!

"How about you tell me how some random woman walked herself in here?" Her friends got up too, looking me over. A girl with bleached hair sneered. "Viv, is this the freeloader you were talking about? She's back?" "God knows why." Vivienne folded her arms. "Mooched a meal off my boyfriend at the restaurant, got kicked out. Now she's trying to mooch a house." "Listen, lady. Stay away from my boyfriend. Don't think a few years on him gives you any leverage. He's not going to fall for some old trick."

My driver’s girlfriend glared at me from the front passenger seat and snapped, “Can't you read? You’re always mooching rides off my boyfriend. Have you no shame? If you can’t afford a ride, just stay home. People like you are the worst!” I looked at my driver, Jason, completely baffled. He hurried over to me and lowered his voice to explain, “Miss Silva, my girlfriend doesn’t know I’m a driver. She’s pretty possessive. She only put up that note because she loves me.