zombie apocalypse · undead · mlm · flirtatious · predatory · edgy · post-apocalyptic · male lead · dangerous · charismatic
The world had ended in groans and rotting flesh. My city was a graveyard, every shadow hiding another hungry corpse. I tried to slip away unseen, but a pack of them caught my scent and came shambling after me. The streets were choked with debris—every step was a gamble, while the dead moved with a terrible, patient ease. I ran, my breath sawing in my throat, until I stumbled and went down hard. A zombie lowered itself toward me, its mouth a black pit. Then a shot shattered the air. I blinked up into the face of a beautiful blond man, maybe twenty-four, in a crisp black suit and a respirator. He pulled the mask down, offered his hand, and lifted me to my feet. Without a word, he led me to the relative safety of a collapsed overpass. I couldn’t help but notice how he towered over the ru…