June Challenge - "The man she buried is back and knocking."

The maternity ward of a monster hospital is suddenly overflowing with pregnant women, and nurse Steph finds out her ex zombie boyfriend is currently on a procreation rampage. Zombies can only be killed by destroying their brain, so how do you kill one that’s only interested in sex?

We've all got secrets buried in our gardens, but what happens when they don't stay buried?

Lucía Méndez, a Salvadoran-American woman with a haunting past, is forced to confront the unthinkable: the man she loved—and killed six years ago—has returned. Once Emilio Reyes, a revolutionary turned threat, now he walks the Earth again in the body of the newly elected U.S. President, Elijah Renner. Fueled by vengeance and an unholy rebirth, he wages war against Salvadorans across the country, using executive power to deport millions and erase their presence from American soil.

Lizzie is working at her uncle's funeral home and living in the apartment in the back after losing her job and everything in her life except her cats. One night a man she had seen in a casket earlier that day came knocking on her door. He told Lizzie of a secret organization that were responsible for the secrets of the world, and how he faked his death in order to share one with the world, and how he needed her help.

The dead have come knocking. Now Ella, the last of the Midnight Riders, must confront both past and future to protect the Codex—and everyone she's ever loved.

A thunderstorm and some knocks wakes Audrey up in the middle of the night. To her surprise, she does not only realise a familiar face in the flashlight, she also realises, that something else seems to be off. She turns around and finds herself in her room, but it suddenly has vintage furnitures, an old lamp and the next day, she realises that only some houses and the cathedral in the distance have not changed too much. The rest looks completely different from the world she has known.

A woman is haunted by the man that she killed. He is at her door every night, reminding her of what she did.

The man she buried is back and knocking, drenched from head to toe, his long black hair shining through the midnight sky. He was looking to the ground as if to hide the bloodlust reflecting from his pupils. I didn’t know whether to call her or wait until he left. As I stared at the video monitor waiting for him to try the backdoor or send a rock through our window, It was difficult to not be in awe of how he managed to survive her wrath. My sister was never a violent being, but one human can only be pushed so far. Through the monotonous sharp tapping coming from the door down the hall, flashbacks start to invade my mind one by one. The accusation, the argument, the pushing. Nobody was reared for what happened next...

The man she buried is back and knocking, drenched from head to toe, his long black hair shining through the midnight sky. He was looking to the ground as if to hide the bloodlust reflecting from his pupils. I didn’t know whether to call her or wait until he left. As I stared at the video monitor waiting for him to try the backdoor or send a rock through our window, It was difficult to not be in awe of how he managed to survive her wrath. My sister was never a violent being, but one human can only be pushed so far. Through the monotonous sharp tapping coming from the door down the hall, flashbacks start to invade my mind one by one. The accusation, the argument, the pushing. Nobody was prepared for what happened next...

A wealthy woman gets rid of her husband, or does she?