Horror and erotica. Zombies and romance. Rigor Amortis.
Maybe a tender love story is your thing, a husband doting on his wife's rotting corpse. Or perhaps a forbidden encounter in a secret café, serving up the latest in delectable zombie cuisine, or some dirty, dirty dancing in the old-time honky-tonk. Voodoo sex-slaves and vending machine body-parts? You'll find those here, too.
Whatever your flavor, these short tales of undead Romance, Revenge, Risk, and Raunch will leave you shambling, moaning, and clawing for more.
And come he slow, or come he fast, It is but Death who comes at last. -Sir Walter Scott, "Marmion", 1808
Maybe a tender love story is your thing, a husband doting on his wife's rotting corpse. Or perhaps a forbidden encounter in a secret café, serving up the latest in delectable zombie cuisine, or some dirty, dirty dancing in the old-time honky-tonk. Voodoo sex-slaves and vending machine body-parts? You'll find those here, too.
Whatever your flavor, these short tales of undead Romance, Revenge, Risk, and Raunch will leave you shambling, moaning, and clawing for more.
And come he slow, or come he fast, It is but Death who comes at last. -Sir Walter Scott, "Marmion", 1808

