Zombie Girls
“Died. Came back. Got a surprise. Now what?”
When Sarah dies from a zombie bite, she never expected to wake up with an unexpected addition. The coroner’s macabre joke becomes a permanent part of her undead existence. As she returns to her girlfriend, navigating this new reality becomes a hilarious and romantic adventure.
A unique blend of horror, humor, and romance that explores love, identity, and the undead in ways you’ve never seen before. Perfect for fans of zombie fiction who want something different, and romance readers who aren’t afraid of a little (un)death.
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- Zombie Girls (series hub)
- Sarah (character)
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Dying felt like falling asleep on a too-full stomach after Thanksgiving dinner. Heavy. Warm. Inevitable. Sarah had expected something more dramatic – a tunnel of light, a life flashing before her eyes, maybe a cameo from a deceased relative with some wisdom to impart. Instead, she got the sensation of being very, very tired, and then nothing at all.
She woke up on a coroner’s slab.
The fluorescent lights were too bright. The stainless steel table was too cold. And the dead body on the table next to her was too recent. Sarah sat up, which was apparently not something corpses were supposed to do, because the coroner dropped his clipboard and let out a shriek that would have been comical under different circumstances.
“You’re dead!” he yelled, backing away with his hands raised.”You were dead! I certified you!”
“I feel fine,” Sarah said, and was surprised to find that she meant it. She felt better than fine. She felt alive. More alive than she’d ever felt before. The dim light of the morgue seemed sharper, the sounds of the building more distinct. She could hear the coroner’s heart hammering in his chest, the tick of the clock on the wall, the faint hum of the ventilation system. And there was something else, too. A new presence between her legs that had definitely not been there when she was alive.
The coroner was still backing away. “Don’t come any closer! I’ll call security! I’ll call the police! I’ll call the army!”
Sarah looked down at herself. She was naked, covered by a thin sheet. Her skin was pale, but it had always been pale. Her brown hair was a mess, but it was always a mess. She looked exactly the same as she had before she died. Except for one thing. She paused, processing the sensation. “Is that… is that a joke?” she muttered, reaching down. The coroner had a sense of humor. A very macabre, very inappropriate sense of humor. She wasn’t sure whether to laugh or be horrified.
Later, she would decide on both.
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