Romances Online sobre Survival Game e Histórias com Independent e Revenge

After being used as a human shield and thrown to zombies by her husband and in-laws, Mira Lin dies in agony. She regresses thirty days before the outbreak with her memories intact, a secret $45 million inheritance, and a cheat Infinite Space System. She divorces her husband, buys a military-grade villa, and spends tens of millions hoarding endless food, weapons, and survival gear. When the apocalypse hits, Mira lives in luxury inside her fortress while her ex-family starves outside her gate. As the mutated horde grows, she leverages her system to dominate the new world order.

The champagne was flat, much like the expression on Julian’s face. "It’s not that I don’t love you, Elara," he said, adjusting his $5,000 suit jacket. "It’s just that you’ve become... predictable. I need a woman who challenges the world, not someone who waits for me to come home and tell her what color the sky is." Elara felt the sting of the words more than the cold wind on the balcony. For six years, she had been Julian’s shadow. She had curated his life, managed his moods, and dimmed her own light so he could shine brighter. And now, on the night of his company’s gala, he was discarding her like an outdated software update. "Predictable?" she whispered, her voice cracking. "Go home, Elara. I’ve already had your things moved to the guest house. We can talk about a settlement in the morning." She didn't wait for the morning. She didn't wait for the "settlement." She walked out into the rain, her silk dress clinging to her skin like a second, cold layer of grief. It wasn't until three days later, sitting in a dingy motel with nothing but a suitcase and a bruised soul, that the notification popped up on her phone. ARE YOU READY TO LIVE FOR YOURSELF? ENTER THE SURVIVAL GAME. WIN YOUR FREEDOM. Elara stared at the golden icon on the screen. It felt like a trap. Or maybe, it was the only way out.

She died freezing, alone, and locked out of his bunker. Now she's back with $4,212 and a grudge. Odessa "Dess" Marlowe gave the Hale family six years, sixty thousand dollars and every ounce of trust she had. In return, her boyfriend Garrick locked her out of his private bunker on the first night of the apocalypse and joked that she'd "eat through the supplies in a week." She froze to death on a pharmacy floor while his mother and his mistress laughed behind a steel door. Then Dess wakes up ninety days before the sky tears open. Her savings are gone. Garrick is cheating. His mother is bringing papers to dinner tonight. And a strange pocket of space has appeared in her mind, one that only grows when she earns. But she didn't come back by luck. Something pulled her out of death on purpose, and something on the other side of the sky is already looking for her. This time, Dess won't beg. She'll collect the proof, take back what's hers, stockpile every last can and blanket she can find, and watch the Hales' perfect lives crack in public. But Garrick isn't the only one who knows what's coming, and the men circling her new life are hiding secrets of their own. A quiet ex-soldier who sees too much. A cold billionaire who looks at her like he has already lost her once. A doctor with a joke for every wound. A mafia heir who won't let anyone touch what's his. When the sky finally breaks, the Hales will come knocking. Dess has plenty of food. Just not for them.

He locked the gate and watched the infected tear me apart. My husband stood on the safe side, eyes cold, and told me the truth with his final words: “You should have been the one who died that day.” He had always loved her. They even had a child together. I was just the wife who dragged him onto the last helicopter and left her behind. I died with his betrayal in my ears and his child in my stomach. Then I opened my eyes two years before the apocalypse. Same husband. Same mistress. Same soft, disposable wife they thought they still owned. But the woman who used to beg and sacrifice is already dead. This time, I will not save him. This time, I will not share a single resource. This time, when the world ends, I will be the one standing behind the locked gate… Watching them both beg.

Sign the divorce papers, Desmond. I had been holding back because of my child but your mistress made me lose him. Now I'd make you both regret ever messing with me! Leila had always suffered one sided love from her husband Desmond but she keeps holding onto hope that he'd change but he doesn't desist breaking her heart. He cheated on her with his childhood bestfriend and yet rubs it in her face. Yet, Leila thinks of a second chance but after losing her pregnancy to the chaos of her loveless marriage, Leila takes up a shrewd frame, refusing to continue being the dejected wife she used to be. What happens when someone more powerful offers a deal? What happens when Desmond comes begging back? Will Leila be able to fight her insecurities or lose one more time?

I was seventeen when Rowan Ashcroft promised we’d disappear together. I was eighteen when my father sold me to a monster. For twelve years, I played the perfect trophy wife to Julian Cross ruthless Alpha, billionaire, and the man who owned me in every way that mattered. To the world, I was elegant, untouchable, and flawlessly obedient. Behind closed doors, I was a prisoner, drugged into submission to bury the truth of what I am: a Silver Omega, the last of a bloodline the supernatural Council has hunted to extinction. But the drugs are wearing off. And I’m carrying a child that should not exist. When Julian discovers his “perfect” wife is pregnant with forbidden blood, he’ll do far worse than kill me—he’ll make me wish he had. So I run. I don’t get far. Rowan Ashcroft finds me first. Once my best friend and the boy I loved, he is now the Council’s deadliest Enforcer, marked in silver and colder than death itself. He hasn’t come to save me. He’s come to end the threat my bloodline poses. Instead, he offers me a devil’s bargain: Three months. A fake mating bond. His protection in exchange for my temporary submission. The bond is meant to be a lie—just a way to cloak my scent and hide me in plain sight. But when his mark sears into my skin, it awakens something ancient, feral, and unstoppable inside me. I was never meant to be owned. I was never meant to be erased. Julian wants his property back. The Council wants me dead. They’re both about to learn the same brutal truth: The woman they tried to break has finally become untouchable.

Vivian Ashford was supposed to die in chapter ten. Her husband was cheating, his family was selling her to a survival base, and the apocalypse was three days away. Then Claire woke up in her body, with the whole book memorized. By dinner, the cheating husband had lost his mistress and his fortune, and his mother had lost her place at the base. By midnight, the outbreak had started early, and Claire had locked the entire family out of the stockpile they stole from her. Now she has the supplies, a cold commander the book killed off too soon, and a stranger texting her warnings that were never in the story. But chapter ten has passed, and the book has no more pages. Everyone who wronged her wants her gone, and for the first time, even she doesn't know what happens next.

They tried to erase her. She survived. Raised in a place designed to break children, she grows up learning one rule above all else: endure quietly. Hunger is discipline. Pain is routine. Obedience is survival. She doesn’t know her real name, her family, or why certain men with clean shoes and cold eyes always seem to be watching. Until the night she runs. Bleeding, hunted, and half-dead, she escapes an institution that was never meant to let her live past usefulness. What she doesn’t know is that the symbol burned into her skin isn’t a punishment it’s a claim. A mark left by a powerful underground network that doesn’t lose what it owns. Her collapse brings her into the path of three brothers who rule the city’s shadows men whose wealth buys silence, whose violence is surgical, and whose loyalty to blood is absolute. At first, she’s just another wounded stranger pulled from the streets. Then one brother recognizes the mark. And everything changes. Because years ago, the brothers tried to dismantle a trafficking empire known only as The Circle. They thought it was gone. They were wrong. The girl they saved isn’t a random survivor she’s a missing investment. A living mistake The Circle intends to reclaim. As fragments of her past surface, a terrifying truth emerges: she wasn’t abandoned as a child. She was stolen. Trained. Conditioned. And when she escaped, she didn’t just save herself she reignited a war. Hunted by a network that erases people without a trace, and protected by men who don’t lose once they claim something as theirs, she must decide whether she’ll keep running… or turn and burn everything that tried to own her.

Betrayed by her husband and left dead outside the shelter gates, Alessia dies as monsters tear into her flesh. She wakes up ninety days before the outbreak with her bank account intact and her memories sharp. She is not here to save her cheating husband, her greedy sister, or her fake friend; she is here to reclaim her stolen inheritance, build an impenetrable refuge, and step into her power. But when an elite commander crosses her path, Alessia discovers the apocalypse is no accident—and someone has been waiting for her return.

“Fall for me in the same way I loved you, so you can feel the pain and despair you put me through, before I take your life.” ~--~ Sylvia’s world revolved around her husband, Duke Alec Winston. For a lifetime, she gave him everything despite his infidelity. But in the end, when she wasn’t necessary for his plans, he plunged a sword through her flesh without a single parting word. That should’ve been the end. Yet Sylvia finds herself regressed, back to her ten-year-old self living in the slums of the Rezine Empire. With the lingering sting of betrayal in her heart and the memory of dying imprinted in her mind, she decides to eliminate the source of her misfortune while atoning for her past life’s sins. Even if it means going against known and hidden powers within the empire. To start, she needs allies worth their salt and the backing of her family, the duchy of House Lundren. But despite her knowledge of the future and a lifetime’s worth of experience, Sylvia soon realizes that she knew so little. For there are secrets she’s yet to discover, stories she’s yet to hear, and prices yet to be paid. After all, a human living past death over and over is nothing short of an anomaly, and a power that can grant it won’t come for free. Death wasn’t the end. For Sylvia, it was the beginning. And a curse.

In my past life, I was naive. I trusted my husband, Leo, and my gold-digging stepfamily right up until the zombie outbreak hit and they threw me to the horde to save their own skins. I died screaming while they watched. Now, I’ve been reborn 30 days before the apocalypse with a system: an infinite dimensional storage space and a system that tracks the exact location and heartbeat of my betrayers. While Leo and my family scheme to steal my mother’s inheritance, I’m quietly selling off assets, building an underground fortress, and hoarding thousands of tons of hot meals, fresh water, and weapons. When the plague tears through the city and the dead begin to hunt, my family will realize their gross mistake against me. They’ll crawl through the mud, banging their bloody fists against my sdoor, screaming for mercy. And I’ll sit inside my warm fortress, eating a hot meal, and watch them rot.

What if the man you loved threw you away like you were nothing, the moment he no longer needed you? What if he did it in the middle of the end of the world, and left you to die in the worst way possible? That is exactly what happened to Serelle. She gave Cassian everything for two years, her food, her safety, her heart, only to find out he had a wife the whole time. When she stopped being useful to him, he threw her outside to the zombies and let them finish her. But death was not the end of her story. Fortunately for her, and very unfortunately for everyone who wronged her, Serelle wakes up three months before the apocalypse with a strange new system inside her head. This time she has power. Mind Control to bend people to her will, a Spatial Inventory that can hold endless supplies without anyone ever finding them and a Con Playbook made for taking money from people who will not need it much longer anyway. She is done being kind. She is done being used. Serelle spends every single day preparing, hoarding food, medicine, weapons, and fuel, while turning her pain into pure, calculated revenge. Her father, her family, and the man who killed her once already have no idea what is coming for them. The apocalypse is only three months away. Serelle Vale plans to make sure that when it arrives, she is the one holding all the power, and everyone who hurt her pays for it in full.

I froze to death outside our pack hall while my mate wrapped my coat around his lover. Then I woke up ninety days before the Blood Moon. This time, I rejected the mate bond, claimed my mother’s mountain deed, and unlocked a tiny spatial pocket—just enough to store grain, heaters, and medicine. I have ninety days to turn an abandoned mountain stronghold into a fortress. While my ex-mate struggles to survive the apocalypse, I prepare for the world's end and watch him lose everything he took for granted. Alpha Damon Nightfang arrives. He knows I’m hiding something. And he wants in.

Dying in a trap set by her selfish husband, Bennett, taught Corinne one lesson: loving the wrong person will get you killed. When Corinne wakes up sixty days before the end of the world, she gets a second chance. She sells everything she owns, cuts off her ex-husband, and fixes up her grandfather’s secret underground shelter. She also brings back a special power called the Stillroom. It does not just store food and tools—it holds secrets from lost timelines. Partnering with Devon Cross, a smart survival leader, Corinne prepares for the coming disaster. But saving lives comes with a dark rule: every life she saves causes a new danger to happen. Survival isn't free—it demands a body count, and Corinne intends to make her enemies pay it.

In her past life, Seraphina (Sera) starling was used as human meat-shield fodder during the zombie/mutant apocalypse by her greedy ex-fiancé and her manipulative stepsister. After dying a brutal death, she opens her eyes—waking up 30 days before the apocalypse on the exact day she was supposed to sign over her inherited billionaire estate to her ex. This time, she awakens an ancient Spatial Dimensional Ring with an Infinite Storage & Duplication System. Armed with 30 days, billions in liquid cash, and zero mercy, Sera liquidates her enemies' assets, hoards millions of tons of food, weapons, and medical supplies, and builds an impenetrable fortress base. When the world ends and her betrayers come begging at her iron gates, she's sipping hot cocoa in a climate-controlled sanctuary.