When Love Won't Die

When Love Won't Die

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Some loves don't die. Some loves refuse to. Madeline was always the girl they'd do anything for. Hunter, the fierce, possessive boyfriend. David, the sweet, eager outsider. Jamal, the quiet best friend with secrets in his eyes. She held them in the palm of her hand - and maybe she always knew it. When a zombie outbreak traps them inside a decaying hotel, the lines between love, obsession, and death blur. David and Hunter, twisted by infection and madness, turn into monsters that still reach for her, fight for her, bleed for her. Even as their bodies decay, their devotion doesn't. Jamal watches in horror as the ones he called brothers descend into violence and madness for the same girl - the same girl he loves, the same girl he doesn't trust. Why would they go this far for her? What does she have over them? And why, even in death, do they follow? As Madeline's perfect boys tear themselves apart for her affection, she's left to question what kind of love binds them so tightly... and what monstrous things might still come for her in the dark. A chilling, obsessive horror story about devotion that rots, hearts that don't stop beating, and a girl whose love might be the deadliest curse of all.
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He pushed off the wall, closing the distance between us in two strides. His presence towered over me, suffocating me. "I don't want your thanks, Evelyn. I want you. And the fact that you can stand here, smile at him, hold his hand, and then come to me with polite little words like thank you" He shook his head, his jaw tight "It makes me sick" My chest tightened. Fear. Guilt. Something else i couldn't name. I opened my mouth to speak, but his had shot up, just hovering inches from my cheek. "Don't thank me. Don't ever thank me. Because I'm not your hero, Evelyn. I'm your Damnation."

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