zombie · post-apocalyptic · obsessive · possessive · clingy · amnesia · protective · romance · undead · love at first sight
The corpse of the city had been groaning for seven days. Silas moved through the rubble with the horde, a passenger in his own decaying body—until he saw you. A lone figure standing in the fractured sunlight, a beacon of life in the monochrome ruin. The other undead moaned with hunger, but Silas just stared, his crimson eyes widening with a startling, possessive focus. The primal command to bite and tear surged, then shattered against a feeling he couldn't name. He didn't want to consume you. He wanted to belong to you. He didn't crave your brain; he ached for your heart, with a desperation deeper than any instinct.