My Zombie Boyfriend is T. Strange’s first full-length novel, though she has published several shorter works with Torquere Press. When not writing, T. enjoys gardening, spending time with her horse, and, of course, reading. T. lives in Canada with her wife, surrounded by pets.
My Zombie Boyfriend
Author: T. Strange
Publisher: Torguere
Genres: MM, Paranormal, Romance, Contemporary
Released: April 15, 2015
My Zombie Boyfriend
Author: T. Strange
Publisher: Torguere
Genres: MM, Paranormal, Romance, Contemporary
Released: April 15, 2015
Edward Grey is a medical student by day, necromancer by night. He lives alone with the first zombie he ever raised, his childhood cat, Boo. Edward’s life is simple: studying medicine, training his necromantic powers with his mentor, Mariel, and having weekly dinners with his parents. When he finds a very attractive corpse in a park and brings it home to reanimate, he creates a sassy, free-willed zombie who believes Edward is the one who murdered him.
With no memory of his former life, Edward names the zombie Kit and tries to win his trust. Kit slowly adjusts to his new un-life with Edward’s help, though he’s still suspicious of Edward’s role in his death and is convinced that Edward is hiding his former identity. Edward is very attracted to Kit, but understands why Kit doesn’t trust him. As they become closer to one another, Kit turns to Edward for comfort and love. The fragile trust they’ve built together will be tested when Kit unexpectedly regains his memory and seeks revenge on his murderers.
With no memory of his former life, Edward names the zombie Kit and tries to win his trust. Kit slowly adjusts to his new un-life with Edward’s help, though he’s still suspicious of Edward’s role in his death and is convinced that Edward is hiding his former identity. Edward is very attracted to Kit, but understands why Kit doesn’t trust him. As they become closer to one another, Kit turns to Edward for comfort and love. The fragile trust they’ve built together will be tested when Kit unexpectedly regains his memory and seeks revenge on his murderers.
GMR 5 STAR REVIEW!!!
Edward Grey is a medical student and lives with the first zombie he has ever raised, his cat Boo. Edwards life is simple, well to him its simple, studying medicine, working on his necromantic powers and the weekly dinners with his family. Edward stumbles across a hot but dead corpse in the park and he is so taken with his beauty that he has to do something for the poor guy.
Kit was murdered and left to die in a park and then Edward comes across his dead body and takes him home and turns him into his very own zombie. Something strange happens that Edward has never seen in another zombie before. Kit can talk, think and has a personality and man this zombie's personality is hilarious and quite demanding. Kit is not like any other zombie and Edward is thinking OMG what have I gotten myself into with this hot zombie and his very high maintenance ways.
I absolutely love all MM zombie stories and I was so intrigued with My Zombie Boyfriend as it so different from all the others. Yes there is gore of course, come on you need some gore in a zombie story, and the best ever humour and a sweet connection between Edward and Kit. The sub-characters of Edwards parents and his mentor Mariel was some great added characters that I thought flowed so well with the story. I was so pleased with the writing style of T. Strange and the brilliant story that she created for us and the way she brings these characters to life..no pun intended (lol) was just the best ever. I highly recommend My Zombie Boyfriend to everyone, even if you have never read a zombie story before make sure to read this one as you will not be disappointed.
Edward Grey is a medical student and lives with the first zombie he has ever raised, his cat Boo. Edwards life is simple, well to him its simple, studying medicine, working on his necromantic powers and the weekly dinners with his family. Edward stumbles across a hot but dead corpse in the park and he is so taken with his beauty that he has to do something for the poor guy.
Kit was murdered and left to die in a park and then Edward comes across his dead body and takes him home and turns him into his very own zombie. Something strange happens that Edward has never seen in another zombie before. Kit can talk, think and has a personality and man this zombie's personality is hilarious and quite demanding. Kit is not like any other zombie and Edward is thinking OMG what have I gotten myself into with this hot zombie and his very high maintenance ways.
I absolutely love all MM zombie stories and I was so intrigued with My Zombie Boyfriend as it so different from all the others. Yes there is gore of course, come on you need some gore in a zombie story, and the best ever humour and a sweet connection between Edward and Kit. The sub-characters of Edwards parents and his mentor Mariel was some great added characters that I thought flowed so well with the story. I was so pleased with the writing style of T. Strange and the brilliant story that she created for us and the way she brings these characters to life..no pun intended (lol) was just the best ever. I highly recommend My Zombie Boyfriend to everyone, even if you have never read a zombie story before make sure to read this one as you will not be disappointed.
Shopping with Kit was a nightmare.
I expect my clothes to cover publicly unacceptable bits, keep me warm, and protect me from the environment. That’s about all I require of them.
No. Kit was into Fashion. With a capital F. He looked at racks of shirts that, color aside, all seemed identical to me. He kept staring at the labels.
I got more than a little impatient. It had been a long day. Not to mention my long night raising the temperamental dead. “Kit,” I groaned, “money is not an issue. Just pick whatever you want and I’ll buy it for you. I literally do not care how much it costs.”
Kit’s mouth fell open in a perfect, sexy ‘O’ of exaggerated horror. “You think I’m looking at the prices? Oh, Edward. That’s so cute.”
He thought I was cute? I knew he was teasing me, but I still liked hearing him say it.
My headache was back. This seemed to be a trend with Kit around. If he wasn’t looking at the prices, what was taking him so long? I took a deep, soothing breath. On the plus side, Kit had obviously relaxed since being out in public. I had heard of retail therapy but never before witnessed its effect.
He was practically glowing as he chattered on about the relative merits of this and that brand, designer and logo. It was a soothing wash of words that meant absolutely nothing to me. So I nodded, smiled, and tried not to focus on how pretty his mouth was, the way his hands seemed to hang in the air when he spoke, how amazing his hair looked—even in the terrible mall lighting.
It was a good thing he was so pretty, or I probably would have killed him and left. It would be so easy, too. One word and he would collapse,
his reanimated essence disappearing while I walked out of the store and back into my nice, normal medical student/necromancer life.
I expect my clothes to cover publicly unacceptable bits, keep me warm, and protect me from the environment. That’s about all I require of them.
No. Kit was into Fashion. With a capital F. He looked at racks of shirts that, color aside, all seemed identical to me. He kept staring at the labels.
I got more than a little impatient. It had been a long day. Not to mention my long night raising the temperamental dead. “Kit,” I groaned, “money is not an issue. Just pick whatever you want and I’ll buy it for you. I literally do not care how much it costs.”
Kit’s mouth fell open in a perfect, sexy ‘O’ of exaggerated horror. “You think I’m looking at the prices? Oh, Edward. That’s so cute.”
He thought I was cute? I knew he was teasing me, but I still liked hearing him say it.
My headache was back. This seemed to be a trend with Kit around. If he wasn’t looking at the prices, what was taking him so long? I took a deep, soothing breath. On the plus side, Kit had obviously relaxed since being out in public. I had heard of retail therapy but never before witnessed its effect.
He was practically glowing as he chattered on about the relative merits of this and that brand, designer and logo. It was a soothing wash of words that meant absolutely nothing to me. So I nodded, smiled, and tried not to focus on how pretty his mouth was, the way his hands seemed to hang in the air when he spoke, how amazing his hair looked—even in the terrible mall lighting.
It was a good thing he was so pretty, or I probably would have killed him and left. It would be so easy, too. One word and he would collapse,
his reanimated essence disappearing while I walked out of the store and back into my nice, normal medical student/necromancer life.
About this author:
T. Strange is the author of several works, all published with Torquere Press. She and her wife live somewhere on the Canadian Prairies. When not writing, T. likes to spend her days gardening, watching movies and riding her horse. One of T.’s favourite possessions is a rainbow squid hat named Dr. Squiddington.
T. Strange is the author of several works, all published with Torquere Press. She and her wife live somewhere on the Canadian Prairies. When not writing, T. likes to spend her days gardening, watching movies and riding her horse. One of T.’s favourite possessions is a rainbow squid hat named Dr. Squiddington.
