Zombie Romance Books Novels & Stories

Between them, they could fix everything with not only the council but the people of Zidiah. The people of Zidiah lined the streets the day of Harry’s funeral. Even though I wasn’t there, our people were there to support Bastian and me in our grief, and I will be forever grateful. But something has to be done to make them forget what they know. If I know my mother, she’ll put a vampiric glamour over the people of Zidiah and the surrounding packs. No one will remember the day Harry Ashworth-Dalgaard died, and if I have my way, they won’t remember that Harry isn’t biologically mine and Bastian’s either. Mum will somehow get through to Dad; she always does.

the offer was there. Pouring the drinks, we sat down and began discussing who we thought the killer could possibly be, but honestly, we were both so old, there were many people it could be. None of them was strong enough to be this monster though... Or they were dead and it would be impossible. Not vampire dead, Dead-dead. Vampires may be real, but Zombies definitely weren’t. A few hours had passed and we were still sitting on the sofa, talking about things. Ideas, Nick. Maggie. But just like how he closed up about his husband, I closed up when he started talking about my daughter.

Written by Evelyn Mba ©®©® @Paranormal @Romance MR. GORGEOUS Two weeks flew by... The sun shone brightly..the wind blew caressing each skin. Roxanne stood on the balcony of the library, her eyes fixed on the book on her hands. It was too abnormal to her.. she was reading a paranormal story, something she has never read before. It was all about Wolf's. She sighed and closed the book. The book title was; A DEMON IN LOVE

she said. "What did?" "Zoren, don't you remember?" She excitedly tapped his arm. "I've read your name from that magical book, and then you suddenly appeared right in front of me. All I did was read your name!" She was in awe at how much it made sense to her. "I read it because I thought that it's an interesting character name for a werewolf, since, you know... silver bullets could kill you." "I don't think silver works anymore, does it?" Galen asked. "Ah, let's not mind that anymore. Perhaps we need to talk about different things."

"You should've seen your face! It was epic! Hahaha!" "You fucking weirdo!" Before he could recover from his laughter, I gave him some punch on the face and hit him more with the books on my table. He's the worst roommate ever.

A small Wraith no larger than a butterfly escaped the portal and flung itself at a white-faced Master level Neratomay, who grabbed her face where the Wraith landed. But it was too late. The Wraith was inside her. She collapsed to the floor and began to seize, shaking and trembling with impossible speed before leaping to her feet. But she was no longer a Neratomay. She had become a zombie with cracked skin, long teeth, and claws, her eyes deader than dead. The zombie leaped with unnatural speed at a shape-shifter that had shifted back to a man, tore him in two, and began to eat his torn flesh.

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.

Every goddamned Blood Moon. Some time ago, it had somehow gotten to his Nana's ears, the utterly absurd and completely false notion that vampires could have human mates. That was when she'd started to bring all these girls into his home. One after the other, under the pretext of her needing help around the estate. It made him laugh at the silly idea. He was no shifter. There was no such thing as human mates for his kind. What would be the point of it anyway, seeing as they were also their primary source of nourishment? They could easily kill their own soulmates, provoke themselves an immense amount of grief. It made absolutely no sense whatsoever. He still let her have her way at first, allo

“A good deal of sweat, blood, and tears went into making this a safe haven for us. I guess I just didn’t want to bring up something that could change things.” “What could change things?” Felix asked with trepidation. “Change things how?” “Maybe the fact that our dear cousin fed us someone’s pets for supper?” Rupert snipped. “You know they had to belong to someone important.” “Who just let them freely wander on the border of zombie land,” Kendra barked. “You were hunting on zombie land?” Olga gasped. “I didn’t go far into it,” Kendra assured her.

Marco added before he dropped the call. I guess it was time to unbury the hatchet. Even if it has rotten in the ground, we don't have a choice. //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// Dear Readers, Vampire and the Siren is now available on A****n, you can get a copy for an affordable price. Same book title and book cover by Musa Anastasia. Thank you.