FAZER LOGIN‘‘I wrote four men into my apocalypse. Now, to survive it, I have to make all four fall for me.’’ Cameron Reed thought her life couldn’t get any worse, until she woke up inside her unfinished apocalypse novel as Odette Turner, the villainess destined to die on the first night of the apocalypse after betrayed by her fiancé and her family. But Odette knows how the story ends. And this time, she refuses to die. Armed with knowledge of the future and a mysterious storage system, she sets out to reclaim what was stolen from her, gather supplies, and survive the coming apocalypse. However, the end of the world has other plans. Mutated creatures are spreading, safe havens are falling, and the four dangerous men she once wrote into her story are nothing like the characters she remembers. Kael Draven, the ruthless commander. Lucien Vale, the charming rogue with deadly secrets. Darius Kane, the healer who suffers so others don’t have to. Zane Mercer, the terrifying anomaly afraid of the monster within him. They should be her greatest threats. Yet they may be her only chance at survival and the greatest danger to her heart. Then her system issues an impossible mission: FORM FOUR VOLUNTARY SOUL BONDS. Failure means humanity’s extinction. As Odette fights to change her fate, her memories begin to fracture, the original heroine’s destiny spirals out of control, and a mysterious force works to restore the ending Odette was never meant to escape. She has already lost one life. She won't surrender this one, not to the apocalypse, not to fate, and certainly not to a system that thinks it owns her. The story wants her dead. Fate demands her obedience. But four dangerous men may be the reason the apocalypse finally bows.
Ver maisThe alert hovered in my vision as the market fell apart around me.[FIRST WAVE CONFIRMED.][A CATALYST HAS AWAKENED NEAR YOU.]The words were gone a second later, but their meaning stayed with me. The apocalypse had started early, the infected were moving faster than they should, and the system had just warned me that something—or someone—nearby mattered enough to name.I had no time to figure out what that meant.A scream rose from the next row of stalls. People shoved past overturned baskets and abandoned carts. Somewhere, glass shattered. The infected man who had attacked the crowd was lost behind the surge of fleeing bodies, but the panic he’d unleashed kept spreading.“Lia.” I found the little girl beside me and took her hand. “We need to move. Stay close, and don’t let go.”She nodded, trembling. I’d pulled her from the crush, but I’d p
The first scream came from the fruit stall.I turned just as a man stumbled into a stack of crates, sending oranges rolling across the pavement. At first, everyone assumed he was drunk or having a seizure. A woman hurried toward him, calling for someone to fetch water. The vendor leaned over the counter.Then the man’s back arched.His whole body jerked so violently that his shoulder struck the ground. A harsh, wet sound tore out of his throat. His skin had gone gray beneath a sheen of sweat, and dark veins stood out along his neck.“Sir? Can you hear me?” the woman asked.I knew those symptoms.The fever. The twitching. The strange discoloration.No. Not yet.In the story I had written, the first wave was supposed to begin weeks later. I had planned for a month of preparation, a month to gather supplies and secure a place where I could survive the first days. I had believed that knowing the plot would give me an advantage.But the man on the pavement was already changing.“Get back!”
The first thing I noticed was that nothing was missing.I stood in the middle of my kitchen, staring at the supplies arranged along the wall. The water bottles were where I'd left them. The medicine boxes were stacked inside the cabinet, and the tools I'd bought were still tucked beneath the counter.Nothing appeared disturbed.That should have been reassuring.Instead, it made the unlocked feeling of my house even more unsettling.Someone had entered without breaking a window or forcing a lock. Whoever it was had either found a way inside or had never needed to force their way in at all.I checked the front door again, then the back door. Both were locked now. The windows were shut, and the loose section of fence I'd noticed earlier remained untouched.I had checked everything twice the night before. I had even moved a chair in front of the back door, not because I believed it would stop anyone determined to enter, but because I wanted to hear it move.The chair hadn't moved.I opene
I saw the black sedan on the security camera before I heard the doorbell.It pulled into the driveway at 9:17 a.m., stopping behind my car and blocking the easiest way out. Three people climbed out: my uncle, my aunt, and the lawyer who had once handled paperwork for my mother’s estate.Of course they had found me.The bell rang again.I saved a screenshot of the visitors and timestamp. My uncle stood closest to the door in the dark suit he wore whenever he wanted to look respectable while making unreasonable demands.“Odette!” he called. “We know you’re home.”I opened the door with the chain still in place.“What do you want?”My aunt looked offended. “Is that how you greet your family?”“Only the family that arrives without calling.”My uncle’s smile tightened. “Take the chain off. We need to talk.”“Then talk.”The lawyer adjusted his glasses. “This concerns a private family matter. It would be better discussed inside.”“No.”My aunt’s expression softened into practiced concern. “


















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