
![[ENG DUB] As a Zombie King in Apocalypse, I Adopted a Sovran Daughter](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
The apocalypse struck, zombies overran the world, and Riven Hoyle awakened as the Zombie King with a secret system, feared overlord of the undead. But in the ruins, he found a tiny, cute baby... who's secretly Elara Harvey, the reincarnated human empress Sovran!Now, the aloof Zombie King dotes on his adopted daughter, leading millions of corpses to raze the wastelands, all to protect her.Meanwhile, the infant Sovran hides her sharp claws beneath swaddles. When a monster becomes a doting dad,and a baby ruler starts to flex her power, the end of the world is about to get wild.

When the zombie apocalypse erupts, Mike is murdered by his wife Sarah and best friend Ethan. He wakes as a zombie with a bizarre romance system: win women's affection, earn powers. His target, Jessie, keeps trying to kill him, until desire, revenge, and undead armies turn enemies into lovers.

"She fought for this Blood Moon wedding for years, only to be abandoned by her fiancé 88 times. Every time, Andrew chose her adopted sister Cindy. Every time, her family asked Vivian to give in. After the 88th ruined wedding, Vivian removed her ring and walked away. This time, she would never return. Only after losing her did they realize they had destroyed their own happiness.

I had a perception disorder that messed with how I saw and felt stuff. So when I got dropped into a horror game, everyone else freaked out trying to survive— Me? I thought I was in a dating sim. I raised a young fae like she was my kid, fell for the vampire count, and treated the undead like my in-laws. The first time I saw the vampire—face torn up, soaked in blood—I straight-up blushed. "You're really handsome." He froze. Then, low and uncertain: "Am I... really handsome?"

When the apocalypse hit, and 90% of humanity turned into zombies,I, Oliver Burton, accidentally activated the Romance System. To my surprise, it didn't just apply to humans, and I ended up bound to Emily, a beautiful zombie girl. By feeding her raw meat, I slowly gained affection points. Things got complicated when my treacherous neighbors, Jack and Katie, demanded food. I saw through their plans and refused. A conflict brewed as they plotted a raid, but I was already one step ahead.

"For ten years, I was Vincenzo Moretti’s blood-bound wife — his Pure Source, his shield, his silent sacrifice. Until the night he left me and our newborn son to die on a cold street so he could stay with his mistress. He took everything from me. My child. My mother. My last drop of hope. Now that I’ve finally walked away, the almighty vampire prince has gone mad trying to win me back. He burns his empire, discards his lover, and begs on his knees for the woman he once called “replaceable.” But I’m not the same Isabella anymore. Some monsters realize their mistake only after they’ve already lost everything. And I will never let him drag me back into the dark."

In the eternal night of the vampire realm, Isolde believed she had found true forever with Alaric Voss — the Golden Heir who publicly abandoned the Vampire Throne for her, a woman from the slums. For years he built blood empires in her name, knelt under the blood moon, and swore she was his only salvation. Then she discovered the truth. Behind her back, Alaric had maintained a secret life with his childhood companion Evelina Rizzo. Together they had twin sons who carried his crimson eyes. Heartbroken and pregnant, Isolde made a single, irreversible decision. With the help of her oldest confidante Selene, she staged her own death in a catastrophic silver-flame curse during their wedding renewal ceremony. The hall burned.

My foster sister Sophia, the last purebred white wolf in Grell village, was raped and tortured to death by an unknow rogue wolf. Her suicide note contained only one sentence: "Lina saw his face." From that day on, I became the pack's greatest sinner. Because I knew who the killer was, but I kept silent for five years. Until my foster brother Damien, the most powerful Alpha in North America, returned. He brought back the Soul Vision Device and forcibly extracted memories from my werewolf soul. All the werewolves who had the Soul Vision Device used on them either died or went insane. My werewolf was repeatedly tortured in the device, but Damien suppressed the pain in his eyes and roared, "When I find the truth, I'll send you and the murderer to hell together." But when they finally discovered the truth, Damien went mad.

My foster sister Sophia, the last purebred white wolf in Grell village, was raped and tortured to death by an unknow rogue wolf. Her suicide note contained only one sentence: "Lina saw his face." From that day on, I became the pack's greatest sinner. Because I knew who the killer was, but I kept silent for five years. Until my foster brother Damien, the most powerful Alpha in North America, returned. He brought back the Soul Vision Device and forcibly extracted memories from my werewolf soul. All the werewolves who had the Soul Vision Device used on them either died or went insane. My werewolf was repeatedly tortured in the device, but Damien suppressed the pain in his eyes and roared, "When I find the truth, I'll send you and the murderer to hell together." But when they finally discovered the truth, Damien went mad.

After the great war between humans, vampires, werewolves, and elves, an agreement was made that hybrid offspring would rule the world. Every century, alliances through marriage between humans and those three clans would decide the next ruler. Whoever bore the first hybrid child would claim power for their line. In my previous life, I chose to marry Jax, the eldest son of the werewolf pack, known for his fierce loyalty. I gave birth to our hybrid son, a white-furred pup we named Zeal. Our child became the next world ruler, and Jax gained immense power. My sister had lusted after the elves' beauty and married into their clan. But the elf prince slept with every female in the forest. In the end, my sister caught a disease that left her barren. Jealous and bitter, she set a fire that burned me and my young pup alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the racial alliances. My sister had already slept with Jax first. I knew she had been reborn too. But she didn't know that Jax was brutally savage with his mates, having torn countless she-wolves apart in his bed during his ruts.