Here is your teaser! How do people feel about zombie romances? First person new adult zombie romances set in Detroit?
The dead man holstered his gun. “Did he bite you?”
“I’m clean.”
“Good.” He grinned, sending a flicker of electricity down my spine.
Hoo-boy. I really was in trouble if I was fantasizing about a Biter. I needed a boyfriend—fast—although I’d settle for a date who didn’t flinch every time I mentioned my job.
The dead guy reached down and grasped my wrist, hauling me effortlessly to my feet. His hand was cool to the touch. His fingers rough, callused. He must have done something physical when he was alive. “You going to thank me for saving you?”
“Thanks,” I said.
Then I pulled out my stun gun and sent 150,000 volts into his dead ass.
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