Apocalypse Romance Books Novels & Stories

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

**Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. There is a chapter separately marked with a trigger warning that features a pregnancy loss.** The River House, The Day After the Funeral

Handwriting from twelve years ago — the strokes heavier than they were now, the flourishes drawn wide and loose, like someone who wasn't afraid of wasting paper. I turned to page twelve. A layout diagram of the bunker. Seven bunks, one incubation unit, the storeroom at the end of the hallway, the concrete-sealed door nearly two feet thick. In the bottom right corner of the diagram, a note in my own handwriting: "The apocalypse has to feel real. Push the heat up, make the water filthy — let the audience practically smell it. Rotate the insiders every season, keep one genuinely unwitting participant — protects the ratings." After "genuinely unwitting," there was a note in parentheses. Just one

“Stop, Raina. I…I don’t want to force it. If it is fate that Anthony will fall for me through this marriage, he will. I don’t want to appear desperate, especially to myself. Raina, I appreciate your help but I’m fine this way.” I ignored the blank stare Raina was aiming at me and got up from the bed. I went over to the window and leaned on it. My phone beeped, notifying me of a text. I took out my phone and unlocked it, then opened the message when I saw it was from Anthony. AnthMan: We will be leaving Seoul tomorrow. Urgent business at work demands it. “Huh?” I voiced my confusion and from the corner of my eyes, I saw Raina stand beside me then lean forward to read the text.

… I couldn't stop thinking about Sasha at night and didn't manage to fall asleep. In my blurry, half-conscious state, I could sense Jasper getting up from beside me and heading out the door. I immediately went out after him without hesitation. It was still unbearably warm at night since it was the apocalypse. Under the moonlight, I saw Avery running into Jasper's arms in a long slip dress. Jasper gently wrapped his arms around her. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "You gave me all that water. I was sure that Ari would get mad at you for that, so I came to check on you."

That was also why our security was the best in the whole city. I only found out in my last life that, after the world was hit by the deadly heatwave, a lot of desperate people showed up. In the apocalypse, humanity meant little. Everyone answered only to themselves. But our community was the only one that never got attacked by any looters, all thanks to the top-notch security forces here. It stayed safe until the scientists finally managed to build weather bombs strong enough to fight off the deadly heat, and the heatwave finally ended. Everyone in our community survived.

I stared, letting my dark amusement flare. “No.” “Disappointing.” I couldn’t help the twitch of a smile. “You’re in my house now.” “Romantic,” he said faintly. I leaned closer, voice low, dangerous, intimate. “Don’t misunderstand, Nikolai. This isn’t mercy.” His faint smile widened slightly. “Good.”

Accusations laced with truths twisted into lies. Their sanctuary was starting to fracture. But they held on. Every night, they lit candles. They made love like warriors. They kissed like prayers. They whispered promises into each other’s skin. “We are fire,” Isabella told him one night. “Let her try to smother us.” And Auther, fierce and aching, replied, “Then let her burn.”

"But this ends now." Author's note: Don't forget to check my new book, The Alpha's Third Mistress. You can use the search bar to check if you somehow can't find them in the list of my books. Enjoy! Also, If you crave intense, slow-burn, dark, taboo romance with a deliciously dark edge, dripping with passion, obsession, secrets, tension, and twists that will test every boundary and leave you gasping for more, check out my new book, MATED TO MY OBSESSIVE STEP-BROTHER.

TW: This book is provocative. It is categorized as DARK ROMANCE for a reason. It will not be for everyone. If you are a reader with certain triggers or sensitivities common to the dark romance genre then know that this book contains: a very dirty talker hero, sexual degradation, dubcon, rough play, and s&m themes. ♕—Delilah Lorenzo pulled away breathing heavily, a raindrop slid down my face and into my parted lips. Being in Lorenzo's arms and not feeling any fear was terrifying because it felt so good. I can't deny the fact that I had never felt safer than I do in his arms.