Mortimer is looking for love. And he’s looking everywhere! He’s worked out at the gym (if only his arm wouldn’t keep falling off). He’s tried ballroom dancing lessons (but the ladies found him to be a bit stiff). He’s even been on stalemate.com. How’s a guy supposed to find a ghoul? When it seems all hope has died, could the girl of Mortimer’s dreams be just one horrifying shriek away?
that dance, I would so take a turn on the dance floor!
This book was the sweetest zombie romance I have read in
awhile. Great illustrations and a story line to melt even my
half beating heart, you can't go wrong with this book.