Zombie Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

Hope nodded, taking a deep breath before leaving with Florence who promised to have her back soon. Faith gave the room a quick tidy, much to the displeasure of Lizzie the maid who caught her in the act, playfully scolding her. Whilst Lizzie changed the bed, Faith went to the library to the section she hadn't been brave enough to explore yet. Vampires. The central wall was covered in books about them, constantly playing on Faith's mind as she read. Until then, she hadn't given into her curiosity, but given the light of recent situations she couldn't hold off any longer. Marching into the room, thankfully empty as usual, she waltzed straight up to the centre display and started climbing the go

My last picnic date with Jason ended up great as you all know. I am currently, sited on the couch, my book held up in my right hand and my hot cocoa coffee in the other. I take a sip of the coffee and kept it on the table. I once said I love reading novels but I will go ahead and say it again. Novels are great but only when it’s not dark romances. I can read any type of novel but not dark romance. Don’t get me wrong but I find dark romance annoying and very boring and sometimes disturbing too. This morning when I went to the library, I took out two novels of which one is a dark romance novel and the other is practically a vampire romance. I love vampire romance novels; by the way. Everyone h

Zeke said and glanced left and right at the bar, looking for the bartender. "The Mummy, Creature from the Black Lagoon, the Thing…" If you think about it, a zombie isn't very original. It's like a mix between a vampire and Frankenstein's Monster—undead and butt-ugly. By the way, why do you think zombies like eating human brains?" "Because brains taste delicious." "Really? Have you tasted brains before?" "Course not. I'm not a zombie." "You are sometimes, my friend. It's like you don't have feelings at all. You're numb and indifferent about most things that happen in the Colony."

I have to let Jenna go, but before that, I need to lay her down and push what’s left of her blood back into her body. She didn’t deserve what I did here today, all because I was frustrated. The best way to kill a wolf is to take his mate. The trouble is that my brother is right; he’s a Romerian Alpha, a Royal, and losing one’s mate without sealing the mate bond won’t kill a wolf as powerful as my brother.

When the tip of her tongue accidentally brushed across my fingertip, a faint electric shiver ran up my arm. Instinctively, I tried to pull my hand back. However, she grabbed my wrist, and her gaze dropped to my forearm, where I had accidentally scraped myself earlier. Her eyes darkened slightly as the pad of her finger pressed against the wound, gently wiping away the thin line of blood. The icy touch made my whole body shiver. Then, the comments exploded again. [Ah! I ship them! The domineering zombie king and her scheming little husband!] [PC, be careful! If Ruth consumes blood, it might awaken her zombie instincts!]

— His Claws On My Neck (c) 2020 by zavieda COMPLETED Total word count: 150k Genre: Romantasy Subgenre: Werewolf, office romance This book contains adult scenes that may not be suitable for young audiences. Reader's discretion is highly advised. Grammatical errors are also incurred throughout the book, but it is constantly being proofread and revised. Readers' understanding is deeply appreciated.

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.

He becomes the drive she needs to awaken her powers and seek out a better life elsewhere. The problem was that I’d read so many of these stories that I was doubtful I even remembered all the specifics of this particular novel. There were so many similar themes and tropes in these books that I would generally skim a lot of it, skipping to the parts that were more action heavy. Or the spicy scenes – I couldn’t forget that. Because what good werewolf romance book didn’t have a strong alpha man claiming a mate as theirs and making her cry out in ecstasy? I shook my head and tried to quickly clear my thoughts, not wanting to get too lost in the realisation that I was now living in a world filled

"…so… why did you even sleep with me back then?" Noru smirks and grabbed Toma on the hair to pull his face to his crotch. "I was curious about it, just like you. And I never thought that we'll both get addicted by the idea of fucking each other. It was you who gave me the opportunity of learning this kind of sex… since girls were starting to get boring." "So it was still about sex." Toma thought there's another reason. "Yeah, but you know, since you were my first guy…" Noru's thumb traced Toma's lips, then tried to touch Toma's tongue. "…you hold a special space in my heart."