Zombie Romance Novels Novels & Stories

" I reply. "We'll see. The heroine always denies her feelings at first in most romance novels. " she coos. "That's not true! And even if This Mansion were to be a novel, I'm pretty sure it would be horror and not romance! " I shot. "That's true. But who says a little romance isn't allowed in a horror novel? " she coos while wiggling her brows at me. "You're nuts! " I reply as I roll my eyes and look away while she just laughs.

The base notes, however, are very peculiar and not quite human. Sorry. I should probably explain: all human scents have base notes of blood, sweet and savoury and alluring. Vampires have a different base scent, one of shadow and danger. This scent does smell of blood, but in a strange and off-putting way, like how the sweet scents of edible flowers or artificial cherry flavouring never smell as appetising as the soft fragrance of honey. (Not that this scent smells floral or like cherries, of course, just that it smells only superficially of sustenance.)

Caitlin dove into the book, scanning through, turning the pages as fast as she could, looking for any mention of vampires, of how to heal or cure one, how to bring one back to normal life. As she began to read, she suddenly slowed down. She went back and read it again. Then again. Her heart started beating with hope. She could tell right away that this book was very different than the others. This, of all the books, felt the most real to her, the most scholarly, the most impartial. It wasn’t filled with hyperbole and myth and wild stories told by grandmothers. This one was written, paradoxically, by a bishop, in the 16th century. Also a doctor, he had seen dozens of inexplicable cases of cor

But the bombs barely did any damage. Worse, one of the zombies had actually picked up a grenade and thrown it back at them. If its aim had been even slightly better, they would’ve been blown to pieces. At this point, the only reliable way to kill zombies was still destroying their brains. I frowned deeply. Just during the first week of the apocalypse, I was still able to burn large groups of zombies to death by detonating abandoned cars. And yet only a short time later, even explosives were becoming ineffective against them.

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!

​She hit the search button, half hoping to find hidden scientific articles, government conspiracies, or at least news about a rare genetic disorder that caused sufferers to grow excessive hair and howl at the full moon. ​However, her search results were instead flooded with rows of digital book covers featuring shirtless, muscular men and fragile-looking women under the moonlight. ​They all pointed to links for online romance novels. ​Nichole scrolled down her screen, reading the titles inwardly with her eyebrows knitting closer together. ​"Bride for the Alpha" ​"The Wolf CEO's Human Mate" ​"Rejected by the Cruel Alpha" ​"Entangled in the Possessive Lycan's Forbidden Love"

, she said, showing me the sci-fi comic that sat right by her bedside table, she was very very proud of it. "And did you read it?" I asked her, wanting to know if it was like Dallas and I. We both liked different things but we could come together and devour a book. "He has more interesting things, but I think he gave this one to me because it's about these zombies that fall in love and he's definitely talking about us, right?" She asked and I nodded my head, hoping she wasn't reaching for an explanation. I had done that a million times, especially with Dallas.

"Wow that is good, can I take a look at the the novel you're reading please?" Lucas gave Mrs. Collins the novel, she was surprised to see that it all about zombies, and Lucas looks too young to be reading such a novel. Mrs. Collins asked Lucas maybe she can go home with that novel and gave Jackson to return it to him after she finished reading it? Lucas smiled and said no problem. Mrs. Collins left and drive to work when she got to the clinic after settling down in her office she picked up the novel and was about to read it when one of her colleagues walked in Mr. Thomas. Mrs. Collins was about to get mad at him for not knocking before banging into her office but Mr. Thomas, cut into her wor

I’d been up all night studying both ancient and modern texts to help me to understand and possibly find a cure for zombism. After multiple lengthy conversations with my lover and fellow doctor, Peter, and my very good friend, Megan, - who was a wickedly knowledgeable witch and zombie hunter - I’d concluded that, like vampirism, zombism was caused by a virus. My belief was reinforced by the fact that Peter had secretly given me an inoculation to prevent zombism – in a very sly and naughty way, I might add - before he felt comfortable and confident enough to share the facts about the world I was living in with me. The inoculation consisted of a low dose of the vampire virus. It wasn’t enough

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.