Fear The Dead

Demons exist. So, why shouldn't zombies?

They're fucking creepy as hell for one. For two, the damn things are attacking people in order to draw me out.

A month ago my life was-for the most part-pretty normal. Annoying ex, awesome best friend, asshole parents. I was honestly just a normal teenager with an attitude problem (what teenager isn't?). Only shortly after nearly becoming a demonic sacrifice, and with the help of my new demon boyfriends I find out that I'm not at all what I thought I was. I'm supposedly "more." Special.
And being special sure as shit isn't all that it's cracked up to be. Because there's a zombie army being made and they're coming for me.