Pam

“He was ridiculously gorgeous, even with bed-head--maybe because of it. It made her sick--like violently, ill.
He could at least be polite and have some scars, a third nipple, or a low-hanging ear on the side of his head.
But no. He was perfect and adorable and in her bed. And, oh yeah, she felt like punching the shit out of him.”
― Daniel Marks, Velveteen

“Yeah, okay. You're right. I was having dinner with Zombie Carl the other night. You know, steak, rare, and a bottle of vintage type A. He told me all his secrets, but too bad for you I promised him I wouldn't tell. In exchange I asked him to gather his best undead buddies and stalk me through my friend's yard. And oh, yeah, it was totally fine if they wanted to use me as an all-night-dinner buffet, because having organs is SO last year.”
― Gena Showalter, Alice in Zombieland

“This is the moment I have dreaded, the very reason why we kept running, even when it seemed hopeless. We all seemed to believe if we kept running, we would never die. But what exactly had we been hoping to find in the end? A magical place where the infection hadn't spread? A castle surrounded by gumdrops and cotton candy?”
― Jen Naumann, The Day Zombies Ruined My Perfectly Boring Life

“I lived in the royal library, among all the books."
"You resided in a... library?"
"There were suites inside and great balconies that overlooked the city, but yes. I was most content among those shelves, so one night, I simply never left.”
― Kresley Cole, Shadow's Claim