Zombie Girlfriend Novels & Stories

In the end, I went down and asked her to follow me to a nearby cafe. "Go back. Stop wasting your effort. It won't change anything." She didn't speak. She simply pushed the lunchbox in front of me and stared stubbornly. I ignored it and suddenly brought up that couple from the lawn wedding. "Do you remember that lawn wedding we once saw?" At that wedding, the groom had been disfigured saving the bride. She stayed with him and insisted on marrying him. Jenna froze for a moment. She nodded eagerly. "I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…"

I initially thought my teammates would welcome me, and my wife would hug me, but instead, the vehicle's door was firmly locked. Roars belonging to high-tier zombies came from every direction. Overhead, micro drones trained their cams on me, showing the camp's survivors how wounded and in despair I was. Wade Carter, Jasmine Cole's male best friend, was a useless bum who couldn't muster the guts to kill even a single, regular zombie even though it'd been three years since the apocalypse.

Austin's First-Person POV "I'll come pick you up in a week," Mom said to me. Once she left, I went out drinking with a buddy of mine, Dean Gould. However, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted two familiar figures at the bar. Samuel Chapman had his arm around Roxanne Moore's waist. His other hand had slipped under her skirt, and I could see the light catching on something slick that coated his fingers. I saw the looks of blissful ecstasy.

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

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.

"Afraid that's not possible." "Is this because of your stupid initiation? Fuck that and let me in." "Looks like you unleashed the zombie, so no, I won't be letting you in." She cocks her head to the side. "Good luck. But I secretly hope you fail, cause your human boyfriend is hot. Think I'll do a love spell on him after the zombie eats your brains." I slap my hand against the brick building and she laughs, closing the window.

, but no words came out. The look of horror on his face remained unchanged. With an exasperated sigh, the girl twisted her neck around to look behind her. She screamed as a pair of rotting hands yanked her from the back of the truck. Vincent scrabbled backward across the metal truck bed, away from the gruesome monster that had grabbed his girlfriend. The thing’s face was a mass of sores and scabs, and its eyes bulged unnaturally out of an emaciated skull. One word formed in Vince’s brain as the creature’s teeth tore into the girl’s shoulder—zombie! Before he could process anything more, strong hands pulled him over the other side of the truck. An equally horrid face pressed close to his as s

Her perky tits bounce slightly under her T-shirt, and I need to turn around and stop looking for my own good. “Want to play zombies after breakfast?” Jackson asks Scarlet. “Today’s Scarlet’s day off,” I remind him gently. “She’s here but not really here.” Jackson tips his head. “Huh?” Scarlet laughs. “It’s okay. I don’t really have any plans other than showering and reading a chapter or two from my book.” “Are there zombies in your book?” Jackson’s eyes widen. “Actually, yes.” Scarlet fills her plate and joins us at the table. “It’s a romance set in the zombie apocalypse. It’s really good.”

Someone introduces me to Ivy Bennett, my secret girlfriend of five years, at a college reunion. "Hey, Dr. Bennett, Eli is a researcher in your department, too. Why don't you two give it a try?" I walk toward Ivy, hoping to take this opportunity to finally make our relationship public. But Ivy takes a step back and points toward her childhood sweetheart, Matthew Reed, who has just returned from abroad. "That's alright. I already have someone I like." To avoid suspicion, Ivy adopts a distant, detached expression and says, "If you have marriage in mind, there's someone I can introduce you to. I think you'd make a good match." I look at the ten feet of distance she keeps between us and la

It locked onto the fresh prey ahead, its pale eyes blazing with hunger. It leapt high. Under the harsh white lights, its twisted, dead face filled their vision. It lunged toward the couple running at the very back. "Raarh!" At the critical moment, the boyfriend suddenly let go. He abandoned his girlfriend and ran for his life. "Kevin!" Lydia Peay screamed. The zombie was already right behind her. "Raarh!" Just as Lydia thought she was done for, another chair leg smashed into the zombie's face. Bang!