QSFer T. Strange has a new paranormal MM Romance book out:
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 accidentally 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.
Excerpt
“Kit, you look like you’re getting ready to play tennis.” He wore a polo shirt with thin blue, white and grey stripes, sporty-looking white shorts, and running shoes. He even had brightly colored sweatbands, even though he didn’t, as far as I knew, actually sweat. Because he was a zombie, not because he was too perfect to perspire.
His shirt was the kind with a little animal on the breast. “Oh, it’s one of those alligator shirts. I think they’re really cute.” To say nothing of the body the shirt was covering.
This earned me a look. “First, it’s a crocodile. I would have expected better from you.”
I’m apparently an expert in cartoon biology. I peered more closely at the little logo.
Were its teeth on the inside or outside of its mouth? And there was something about telling the snouts apart, right? Kit took a step back, almost tripping over Boo, who knew I was having coffee. He was circling my chair like a prowling shark, just waiting for me to spill some.
The cat, miffed, jumped onto the counter to avoid Kit and to be closer to me. Or to my coffee, anyway.
“Secondly, this is a Lacoste shirt. It is not supposed to be ‘cute’. It cost ninety dollars.” He smiled proudly.
I spluttered, almost spraying coffee all over the counter and cat. “Ninety dollars for…that.” I couldn’t believe it. Ten dollars for a shirt was a bit much for me, unless it was free trade or organic or something. I would not pay an extra eighty dollars for a little crocodile, no matter how cute it was.
“Thirdly, I am playing tennis today. My partner backed out at the last moment, so you’re coming with me. Get changed.”
Buy Links
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Author Bio
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. She can be found on her blog, Facebook, Twitter, and Tumblr; or you can email her: tq.strange at gmail.com.