When the title of a book proudly combines “zombie” and “romcom,” you already know you’re in for a ride that’s going to be anything but ordinary. Olivia Dade’s Zomromcom delivers exactly that: an offbeat cocktail of post-apocalyptic chaos, paranormal charm, and a love story that blooms where the undead roam. Whether you end up adoring it or rolling your eyes at its over-the-top humor, one thing’s for sure this book is unforgettable in its sheer audacity.
At its core, Zomromcom follows Edie Brandstrup, a witty, warmhearted soap maker with a full figure and an even fuller heart. When she tries to save her mild-mannered neighbor during a zombie breach, she discovers he’s not only capable of defending himself but also not human at all. Gaston “Max” Boucher is a centuries-old vampire with a sword, a bunker, and enough arrogance to fill Virginia. Forced into close quarters while battling zombies and unraveling a global conspiracy, the two neighbors develop a sizzling chemistry that’s equal parts hilarious and heartfelt.
The novel plays with classic tropes grumpy x sunshine, neighbors-to-lovers, forced proximity and injects them with a heavy dose of undead absurdity. Think Shaun of the Dead meets Buffy the Vampire Slayer with a romantic twist. Dade’s writing shines brightest in the banter between Edie and Max. Their dialogue is snappy, playful, and occasionally ridiculous in the best way possible. Edie teases Max with improvised Disney lyrics (“no one bites like Gaston, drinks Miller Light like Gaston”), while Max, ever the brooding immortal, tries to maintain his icy composure but can’t resist her warmth.
One of the standout elements of the story is its body-positive representation. Edie isn’t written as a stereotype or a sidekick she’s strong, sexy, and central to the story without being defined by her size. Many romance authors stumble when writing plus-size heroines, often letting insecurities dominate the narrative. Olivia Dade avoids that trap completely. Edie’s confidence and empathy feel genuine, and her love story unfolds without apology or condescension.
That said, Zomromcom isn’t without its quirks or, depending on your taste, its flaws. The pacing can be uneven, and the worldbuilding around the zombie outbreak sometimes feels like an afterthought. Readers hoping for a tightly plotted apocalyptic thriller might find the storyline too whimsical. The romance itself leans toward insta-love, which may divide readers: some will find it swoon-worthy, others might wish for a slower burn. And yes, there are moments that veer into pure absurdity (macrame thongs, gold lamé pants, and lines about “the dicking arts” are burned into my brain forever).
But if you go into Zomromcom expecting a serious paranormal saga, you’ll miss its charm. This is a story that revels in its campiness. It’s not meant to be logical it’s meant to be fun. Between the sharp humor, the found-family vibes, and the surprising emotional depth in Max’s devotion to Edie, it manages to be both ridiculous and tender.
In short, Zomromcom is a chaotic delight for readers who enjoy their romance with a bite. It’s spicy, self-aware, and just sentimental enough to make you care. If you’re in the mood for something funny, flirty, and unapologetically weird, add this one to your fall reading list.
🧟♀️ Final Verdict: 3.5 out of 5 stars. A bizarrely endearing mix of romance, comedy, and apocalypse chaos. Come for the zombies, stay for the vampire with the wedgie-inducing fashion sense.
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