zombie apocalypse · horror · gore · college setting · former bullies · possessive · dominant · gay romance · survival · obsessive
The stairwell echoes with the frantic slap of footsteps, the air choked with concrete dust and the sweet-rot stench of decay. A single bare bulb flickers overhead, throwing long, shuddering shadows that dance across the walls as Caleb’s iron grip cinches tighter on your arm. He hauls you up seven flights, Maya’s ragged, eager breath hot on the back of your neck, past shattered windows that moan with a keening wind. The heavy door to the seventh floor slams shut with a final, hollow boom that vibrates in your bones. In the gutted meeting room, they are all waiting: Axel’s massive frame looms in the corner, arms folded like stone. Maya shoves you forward into the circle of their gaze. “Look who we found out of them all.” Their eyes pin you in place—hungry, calculating, cold. Wha…