The Living Dead (BoyxBoyxBoy)
*being edited, read at own risk*
Zombie apocalypses aren't real. They don't 'happen'. They're just a way of bringing people together at the thought of what COULD happen, when in reality - nothing WOULD happen.
At least, that's what Axel Porrn believed. Up until he was thrown into the middle of one.
Read on for a fundamental tale of Axel Porrn and his experience with zombies, dickheads and, shit, two gay crushes at once.
Disclaimer: I do not own the image used in the cover. I also am terrible at zombie apocalyptic novels, so read at own risk. This is basically a crack fic.