Meat Cute

"His girlfriend died three years ago. So why is she standing at his door?"



A monster who craves warmth.

A comically suicidal guy who’s suspiciously good at disposing of bodies.

And a dystopian world where death is basically part of the interior design.



This is a horror-romance slice-of-death story about a man and the monster pretending to be his girlfriend who may or may not love him back. No plot roadmap. Just emotional outbursts and murder. Updates when my brain permits.



It’s my first work, so I’m posting it here for tips, feedback, and the occasional concerned DM. All insults on my professionalism are accepted and encouraged.



Also, try seaweed and apple cider. It slaps. You’ll either thank me, or fight God for making you allergic to this masterpiece after being sent to heaven. But either way, it's worth it.



Anyway, back to the novel: You must be warned. This is extremely dark. I don't even know where I get these ideas.



Don't read if you're not into patricide, totalitarian governments, death of animals, dark humor that will kill you internally, death as a whole, and cute flesh eating girlfriends. This is not for the faint of hearts... Even if it is a pretty heartwarming story.