My Zombie Pride
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by D.J. Manly, Stephani Hecht, A. J. Llewellyn
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Horror
Description: With This Ring - A.J. Llewellyn It isn't easy being gay and single in Hollywood. Darren's met the hottest, sexiest guy ever. Jude's dead. Or undead, but you can't have everything. When Darren meets concert cellist, Jude, he's enraptured. Having gone as long as he has without sex, Jude is not only the passionate lover he's ever experienced, but he has an unusual side-effect to his sleeping disorder. Jude rarely sleeps and has a raging libido and a cock that won't quit. Normally that would be a good thing, but there are some strange things going on with moody, secretive Jude. His teeth and hair seem to be falling out. Louisiana Lust - D.J. Manly Love in the Bayou sometimes takes the most unusual turn. Hunger for blood changes everything. Moudoca is the Voodoo king of New Orleans and he is running a lucrative business...creating the perfect men for a group of sleazy pimps. Only thing is, it involves murder and these perfect men are only good for a short time because they start to decay...and crave blood. Salting Zombies - Stephani Hecht The zombies are loose and Avery's in trouble because he's never looked so yummy. Avery Lyons has a problem. He's fallen head over heels for Christian. Christian's not just any guy, however, but someone who died in 1984 and has just recently been brought back to life. But they say you can't pick who you love and that's true, even if that special somebody is a zombie.
eBook Publisher: eXtasy eBooks, 2010 eXtasy Books
eBookwise Release Date: June 2010
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [230 KB]
Reading time: 141-198 min.
Trace stared at Craven and then demanded to know who in the hell this guy was.
"Not a guy, just some zombie I ran across. Remember I told you that I fed on a zombie?" He came into Trace's living room and slumped down on the sofa. "He's imprinted on me like a duck."
"And why are you bringing him to my home, a zombie of all things?" Trace exclaimed.
"I can hear you, you know," Craven said, "and I'm no duck, bat man. And hey," Craven said to Trace, "I know you."
"I know you, too," he pointed, gasping. "My God, you're Craven Beaumont."
"Yeah. That's me."
"Correction, he was Craven Beaumont," Rene drawled.