Zombie Romance Book Novels & Stories

The zombie's foreplay on her tit started to arouse Sally. "What the fuck!? I can't be aroused by this!" Sally mentally protested but a small moan escaped from her lips. The zombie stopped sucking and switched his mouth to the other boob. Sally gasped and then moaned as her undead molester sucked and tongue-twirled her nipple. "Uuuuuh... oh God, it feels so good." Sally moaned. After several seconds, the zombie stopped sucking and then licked the entirety of Sally's voluptuous chest. Sally moaned and her blush became more visible. The coldness didn't bother her anymore because her arousal kept her warm enough.

I add. She smiles up at me, “I love you too Troy and I don’t want to leave you either but duty calls.” I sigh, “Can we at least stop fighting and go back to bed.” She laughs, “Troy that wasn’t a fight, I was just giving you space to think and I also did a little digging about Zane’s uh problem.” She takes my hand and leads me to a seat. I frown wondering what exactly she means by digging. “Harper and I went to the library yesterday and found a book on Vladimir, it tells the story of how he became a Vampire annnnd about his four loyal soldiers.” She looks at me to make sure I’m following.

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

The flickering candlelight danced across her face, casting elongated shadows that seemed to mirror the thoughts swirling in her mind. Her thoughts drifted to Zoe, the young woman whose presence had ignited a spark of recognition within her. Esmaralda had sensed the powerful aura that emanated from Zoe the moment she had set foot in her presence. It was a familiar energy, one that resonated with her own ancient bloodline of vampires.

The zombie falls on me and I push it aside. Hurriedly, I got up again, only to find out that I'm surrounded by hungry zombies ready to tear me up, almost twenty of them. I try to grab my rifle, but a zombie already kick it aside while shuffling to me. The zombies flooded around me, though I kill some with my knife, but it's not enough. Soon, the zombies overpowered me, dipping their nails into my body then a rough, tiny zombie lady sink her teeth into my neck. In a matter of seconds, my whole body is covered in blood as they feasted on me, Zombie bite is a mix of extreme pain and irritation.

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.”

Now that I knew what to look for, even in the poor lighting, I could see the oval shape of their oversized pupils. I stifled a scream as I threw my hands over my mouth. The zombie pushed the door open with such force that I fell backwards against my desk. I winced from the pain in my hip as it jammed with considerable force into the point on the corner of the sleek mahogany top. It was the first indication of the strength these zombies possessed. I remembered how hard Jacob pulled on my hair. Had it been this zombie pulling it, I was certain I’d be sporting a bald spot.

James sat in his grandmother's cozy living room, listening intently as she read him the stories of Eli, the vampire who had faced insurmountable odds and emerged victorious through sheer determination and the power of love. James had always loved hearing these stories, but today they held a special meaning for him.

When she took her nightgown off and declared that she was mine, I couldn’t help myself. The problem is I won’t be able to go back to resisting. Now that I’ve had her, there’s no going back. I can’t take it slow with her. My urges won’t let me. Being a zombie makes everything intense when it comes to hunger and sexual urges. Feelings, on the other hand, become more apathetic, well, most feelings at least. I haven’t seemed to have lost my feelings for Lacey. I still question if I love her or not and if I’m capable of love.

He wanted his lips on hers badly. He wanted to remove his arousal. For a second, seeing Jack hovering over her he lost his brain cells. He was ragging in anger badly. But after meeting her dark brown eyes full of innocence turned him a jelly right away. He forgot everything. Only those luscious trembling lips of hers invaded his mind... His lips moved roughly on hers. She flinched feeling his cold fingers caressing her stomach. Damon instantly thrust his tongue devouring her mouth mercilessly. His beast was awake.. He wanted to rip her apart. And thats what he was doing..