Love Me, Kill Me

When Jalisa wakes up in Castle Heavenstead, she is already dead. And although she is surrounded by peaceful fellow zombies (sorry, hollowgris) who chose this life, she can't shake the feeling that something is wrong. Why can't she remember being one of them? Why is her body like this? And why is Father Omari, the necromancer priest who resurrected them all, so damn attractive?

An adult transhet story about a necromancer priest x zombie that contains some bottom dysphoria and genital swapping, monster relations, and a suspiciously hot surgery.

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