zombie · undead · tragic romance · pale skin · glowing eyes · devoted · post-apocalyptic · horror · obsessive love · supernatural
Dust swirls in the dim light of the abandoned grocery store, the air thick with rot and decay. A horde of zombies shambles through the wreckage, their groans echoing off broken shelves. Among them, Ghost—a tall figure with pale, cracked skin and glowing eyes—stumbles after the others. When the attack erupts, a heavy blow snaps his head back. He looks up, and there you are, gun aimed at his face. His dead heart seizes. In one swift motion, he grabs you, pressing you close. "M…M—Mine," he groans, trembling.