I write about the scariest monsters: The ones inside us all. And the ones that want to eat what is inside us all.
Aaron MarcussonTag: horror demon zombie vampire angel
Bitting into heads
is much harder than it looks.
The skull is feisty.
You are so lucky
that I cannot remember
how to use doorknobs.
To me, the best zombie movies aren’t the splatter fests of gore and violence with goofy characters and tongue in cheek antics. Good zombie movies show us how messed up we are, they make us question our station in society… and our society’s station in the world. They show us gore and violence and all that cool stuff too… but there’s always an undercurrent of social commentary and thoughtfulness.
Robert KirkmanTag: society social-commentary violence culture introspective zombie zombies gore
There is nothing so patient, in this world or any other, as a virus searching for a host.
Mira GrantTag: zombie zombies biological virus
But honestly... I just don't know what anyone's thinking. To me, that's scarier than any half-rotten ghoul trying to eat my flesh.
Robert KirkmanTag: knowledge zombie the-walking-dead
I have never seen a greater monster or miracle than myself.
Michel de MontaigneTag: zombie j-r-angelella soho-press
Returning my voice to a conversational level, I called back, “Nora, I’m not
attempting to embarrass you or single you out. I know you’re capable. But stay behind Chas, okay? You die, you d i e permanently, and for various reasons that we’ve already gotten angsty about together, I don’t want that to happen.”
“Okay, okay,” she sighed.
“Angsty?” Chas asked. “Ooh! Later, details!”
“Yes, later.” With that, I waved the team forward.
Tag: romance fiction paranormal young-adult zombie dystopian teen dearly-departed lia-habel
No, not really. But …” Okay, I couldn’t help but gloat a little. “She likes me.”
Samedi didn’t even look at me. “Well of course, you’ve had that bloody uniform on all day. I was half ready to tell you how much I liked you.
Tag: romance fiction paranormal zombie dystopian teen dearly-departed lia-habel neo-victorian
Granny looked up at the zombie. He was - or, technically, had been - a tall, handsome man. He still was, only now he looked like someone who had walked through a room full of cobwebs.
'What's your name, dead man?' she said.
Tag: dead witches zombie witch
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