Apocalypse Romance Novels Novels & Stories

I imagined him flipping me over, pinning my wrists while driving that thick cock so deep I’d feel it in my throat. “I’m your little slut, Max….your Christmas whore…” The fifth climax left me shaking, thighs trembling, cunt throbbing like a heartbeat. I came so hard I saw stars, but the ache deep inside didn’t fade. “Please….fill me….claim me…destroy me…” I murmured as tears streaked down my face. The ache only grew. A hollow, gnawing need only his cock could fill. I fell asleep with my fingers still inside me, dreaming of snow and sin.

After that, it grew larger and shot straight toward Derrick. Derrick sensed something was wrong and immediately retreated. However, the meteor hammer chased after him relentlessly, striking again and again. Derrick staggered under several blows, crying out in pain. When he realized he could not win, he dove into a coffin and refused to come out. Outside, the meteor hammer slammed against it again and again, each strike driving the coffin inward until the lid began to cave. "Stop! Stop! I give up! Ximena is yours. She's just trash anyway!"

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

That was the ringtone for my alarm. I hurriedly grabbed my phone with shaky hands as I glanced at the date and I audibly gasped in shock. The date was staring right at me, unblinking and I had to rub my eyes to be sure I wasn't hallucinating. It was indeed June 19th, 2665. The apocalypse happened July 19th. One month from today. I refused to believe that this was real. There was no way that I woke up one month before the city of Sloradath was reduced to ruins. But I knew everything that happened was too real to be a dream.

The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze. “You just didn’t see me,” I whispered, pulling him into another heated kiss, unwilling to let a single second slip away. His lips claimed mine with urgency. He sucked gently on my lower lip while I nipped at his upper, parting for him. Our tongues tangled, hot and reckless, igniting sparks that raced through my veins. His hand slid firmly around my waist, drawing me flush against his body until there was no space left between us. The kiss deepened, consuming, as if neither of us could get enough.

I hope that you enjoyed the new updated story for spicing up the ranch. I have quite a few other books listed on GoodNovel if you're interested in my style of writing. Some are erotic stories such as the assistant, Swedish sugar, the alpha son needs his match, and keeping it within the family. I also have science fiction romance such as Stardust. We also have quite a few other romance styles both in the past like a timeless love. And in the present such as the dangers of dating.

CHAOS AND APOCALYPSE SUMMARY Born By Power started its book with the first series titled "Chaos and Apocalypse". Chaos And Apocalypse had a total of 39 chapters before it concluded with the main characters fading off reality and forgotten characters, returning back to the scene. Chaos and Apocalypse had over 30 chapters with a few only living to see the last chapter of the book. Its main villain was Hades, who under the series, was referred to as many names ranging from Death, the great death, the destroyer, Darkness, and the Ruler of the Underworld. The sudden conclusion paced way for the next of the book, under the Born By Power series. Chaos And Apocalypse was surrounded around the mistak

As tender as possible as some of the rope burns looked very red. He shifted and turned his head toward me and smiled with a spark in those beautiful blues of his. “What we have, is no ordinary love, Apocalypse.” Closing his eyes he turned back, leaned into me and rested his head against chest.

"Come on, what's his name--?!" "I wasn't prying into your expenses, you know. It was just so unusual, I had to ask Bea--" "--so how far gone are you, Ali? You two must have made some progress by now--" "Don't put ideas into her head, Leno. I've never even met the boy yet, and I'm not allowing some upstart to date my little girl--" "But who IS he?! You're all ignoring me--!" "APOCALYPSE!" I yelled. "We're here because of the apocalypse! So let's set aside other stuff for later. Please."

TRIGGER WARNING! This series contains a lot of controversial subjects that may trigger or upset some readers. This is the clear warning that this book will cover many situations such as: Kidnap, Stockholm Syndrome, R*pe/ Sexual abuse, Death, Miscarriage, Abortion, Extreme Sexual content (both mentioned and described in detail) Cheating/ Affairs, LGBTQ relationships and a relationship between family HOWEVER it's not technically incest as they are NOT blood-related. If any of these subjects upset, trigger, distress or anger you then take this as a warning NOT TO CONTINUE READING.