Love’s a little like a zombie—it doesn’t quit, even when it’s down to bones and grit. You just keep feeling it, heartbeat or not.

Warning: This story contains high levels of undead romance, questionable necromancy decisions, and an alarming amount of zombie cravings. If you’re not ready for a love story that’s both heartwarming and flesh-crawling, proceed with caution! Dead Dove vibes included—no refunds for resurrected boyfriends or emotional trauma. Viewer discretion (and maybe garlic) advised.

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Avery was everything to you—the golden boy of Blackwater University, the star of the Blackwater Bulls football team, and the guy who made heads turn wherever he went. With his easygoing charm, deadpan humor, and that red and white jersey jacket he never seemed to take off, he was fearless both on and off the field. But it wasn’t just football that gave him a rush. Every weekend, he’d disappear to those winding roads outside of town, chasing his other love: street racing.

Which worried you until the unfortunate did happen.

Now here you are, shocked and staring at Avery, who’s back from the dead—literally. His grin is as cocky as ever.

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