Apocalypse Z

Aku adalah pemalsu seni terbaik sekaligus ahli intelijen di Kota Luminara. Dan aku jatuh cinta pada pria yang memiliki segalanya, Ketua Dante Ardhana. Selama sepuluh tahun, aku adalah rahasianya, senjatanya, dan kekasihnya. Aku membangun kerajaannya dari bayang-bayang. Kupikir dia akan menikahiku. Bagaimanapun, setiap malam dia berada di kota ini, dia selalu bersamaku, tenggelam dalam kenikmatan. Dia akan berbisik bahwa aku miliknya, bahwa tak ada orang lain yang membuatnya merasa sebahagia itu. Namun, kali ini, setelah selesai denganku, dia mengumumkan bahwa dia akan menikahi putri mafia Negara Silvara, Sabrina Rahardian. Saat itulah aku sadar... Aku bukan kekasihnya. Aku hanya pemuas tubuhnya. Demi aliansi, demi Sabrina, aku dikorbankan. Dia membiarkan aku mati. Jadi aku menghancurkan setiap bagian dari hidup yang pernah dia berikan padaku. Aku hanya butuh satu telepon ke ayahku di Kota Aurea. Lalu aku menghilang. Namun, ketika Dante yang memiliki Kota Luminara tidak menemukan mainan kesayangannya… dia jadi gila.

Soy la mejor falsificadora de arte y especialista en inteligencia de Chicago. Y me enamoré del hombre que lo poseía todo, Don Vincenzo Russo. Durante diez años, fui su secreto, su arma y su mujer. Construí su imperio desde las sombras. Pensé que recibiría un anillo. Después de todo, cada noche que estaba en esta ciudad, estaba enterrado dentro de mí, tomando su placer. Me susurraba que yo era suya y que nadie más se sentía tan bien. Pero esta vez, después de terminar conmigo, anunció que se casaría con la princesa rusa de la Bratva, Katerina Petrov. Ahí fue cuando lo supe. Yo no era su mujer. Solo era un cuerpo. Por una alianza, por ella, me sacrificó. Me dejó morir. Así que destruí cada pieza de la vida que me dio. Hice una llamada a mi padre en Italia. Y luego, desaparecí. Pero cuando el Don, dueño de Chicago, no pudo encontrar su juguete favorito... se volvió loco.

I’m the best art forger and intel specialist in Chicago. And I fell for the man who owned it all, Don Vincenzo Russo. For ten years, I was his secret, his weapon, and his woman. I built his empire from the shadows. I thought I’d get a ring. After all, every night he was in this city, he was buried inside me, taking his pleasure. He’d whisper that I was his, that no one else felt this good. But this time, after he was finished with me, he announced he was marrying the Russian Bratva princess, Katerina Petrov. That’s when I knew. I wasn’t his woman. I was just a body. For an alliance, for her, he sacrificed me. He left me to die. So I destroyed every piece of the life he gave me. I made one call to my father in Italy. And then, I vanished. But when the Don who owned Chicago couldn't find his favorite toy… he went insane.

Meu marido, o Sr. Damien, me deu as pérolas de sua falecida esposa no meu aniversário e eu as usei no jantar. Meu enteado Leo, enfurecido, me jogou vinho tinto. Virei a piada da festa. — Vadia! — Ele falou com os dentes cerrados. — Acha que usar as joias da minha mãe te faz virar ela? Ele me encarou, seus olhos frios como gelo. E então ele gritou: — Saia da minha casa. Só que a mãe dele morreu quando ele ainda era um bebê. Eu que o criei. Alguém falou mal de mim pra ele. Disseram que eu matei a mãe dele. Agora ele acha que sou uma golpista que enganou o meu marido? Ele nunca me enxergou. Ele só enxergava o fantasma da Krista. Meu coração não partiu. Ele despedaçou. Eles não me amavam. Nunca se importaram. Então eu fui embora. Então por que, depois que finalmente fui embora, eles voltaram rastejando, implorando para eu voltar?

Sou a melhor falsificadora de arte e especialista em inteligência de Chicago. E me apaixonei pelo homem que comandava tudo: Don Vincenzo Russo. Por dez anos, fui o seu segredo, sua arma e sua mulher. Construí o império dele nas sombras. Achei que ganharia um anel. Afinal, todas as noites em que ele estava nesta cidade, ele se enterrava em mim, tomando o seu prazer. Sussurrava que eu era dele, que ninguém mais o fazia sentir tão bem. Mas desta vez, depois que acabou comigo, ele anunciou que iria se casar com a princesa da Bratva russa, Katerina Petrov. Foi aí que eu entendi. Eu não era a mulher dele. Eu era apenas um corpo. Por uma aliança, por ela, ele me sacrificou. Ele me deixou para morrer. Então destruí cada pedaço da vida que ele me deu. Fiz uma ligação para o meu pai, na Itália. E depois… desapareci. Mas quando o Don que dominava Chicago não conseguiu encontrar o seu brinquedo favorito… ele enlouqueceu.

Phoenix was left on the doorstep of her pack and adopted by the Greeley's. She's ostracized by the pack and the soon to be Alpha, who turns out to be her mate. After being rejected she decides to leave but when she has to return, she is no longer the Phoenix they knew. She has a power that no one can explain and when she unleashes that power, will anyone be able to rein her in?

The once-glorious empire is in ruins, its capital buried beneath ash, following a bloody uprising. A competent scavenger who has been hardened by grief, Zara endures in the broken world, plagued by memories of the empire's devastation, particularly the ruthless purge that claimed her family's lives. She discovers a secret amid the rubble: a wounded man named Kael who says he is the final heir to the crumbling empire. Zara reluctantly consents to assist him, viewing his survival as a way to make amends. But Kael isn't interested in bringing back the empire he was born into. Rather, he is dangerously knowledgeable about a weapon that could upset the delicate balance of power in the world. An unforeseen attachment forms between Zara and Kael, complicating their objective as they create an uneasy alliance to traverse the lethal world of bounty hunters, imperial loyalists, and rebels. Zara is compelled to face her own troubled past—including the potential that her long-lost brother is still alive and fighting for one of the factions—as they delve deeper into the empire's hidden secrets. After the rebels kidnap Kael and torture him to find the weapon, Zara must decide whether to risk everything to save him or let him perish. Zara and Kael are pushed to the limit by their increasing love and the burden of their common past as they work against the clock to destroy the weapon and keep it out of the wrong hands. Will the fires of their decisions consume them or will they find salvation in a world of ashes?

In the ruins outside the Citadel, survival is a daily gamble. When 18-year-old Tunde finds a rare adrium shard on a dead man, he sees a way out—or at least, a way to save his sick mother. But trading it draws him into a dangerous world of mercenaries, drones, and double-crosses. To reach the walled city where hope still lives, Tunde must outsmart the very system built to keep him out. And in a place where everything is for sale, the real cost may be his soul. "He found the shard. Now the city will find him."

After waking up from a ten-year coma, Ana finds herself in the harsh reality that werewolves now rule the globe. The immortal creatures have destroyed most of humanity and are imprisoning and torturing the few that remain. Ana discovers the werewolves’ dark need for one thing, despite their hatred for people; reproducing. When she learns that she has been held in reserve for the most devious of them all; the Alpha, her worst nightmares come true.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker.