Because we all need another supernatural romance novel.....

Let's see...the market on human/vampire,  human/shapeshifter, and even human/fairy love matches is pretty much covered. So, what's left you ask? Why....human/zombie of course. My hubby and I were discussing this last night while waiting for our salted caramel hot chocolates to be made at B&N (omg they were soooo good). Whoops, distracted. Anyway...

Here's the premise for my zombie love novel that will make me millions. (That's right people! I am the next Stephanie Meyer! Heh, yeah, I wish.)

Our heroine is a sexy girl zombie (don't ask how a zombie could be sexy, I haven't figured that out yet) and her love interest is a hunky human male. He is an undertaker (forced into the trade because it's a family business perhaps) and falls in love with a young, albeit dead, woman when he has to prep her for burial.

Is your skin crawling yet? Ok, so she becomes a zombie somewhere between the wake and funeral (bitten by the rare zombie-virus-carrying arachnid - it's green and purple and loves the chilly conditions of morgues). He has to help her escape the casket before it's taken for burial. She can't believe she's dead (talk about a shocker) and then undead (double whammy!) and he never realized he had necrophiliac tendencies but they cannot deny their love for each other. (Random Trivia tip of the day: 68% of necrophiliacs "do it" because it gives them complete power over an unresponsive person.) <shudder> Technically, it's not exactly necrophilia. I mean she walks and talks. Parts eventually fall off when she walks but...let's just move on.

I haven't decided yet if she was single before she died. If she was casually dating someone prior to her demise it might ad a lover rivalry twist to the story. Our hero is torn, disgusted with himself, and yet has never felt so in love and so right before. Luckily his talents allow him to keep her fresh....ewwwwwww. She craves brains but is able to resist attacking him due to her undying, ahem, love. Yet she still needs to hunt down others to munch on (brainsssssss, braaaaaaaaainssss), so he assists her by tracking down bad guys that deserve to become someone's lunch. See, now it has a humanitarian aspect. It's all very "Death Becomes Her" meets "Dexter". I shall call it "Be Still My Heart" or "Necrophiliove". Too much?