Apocalyptic Romance Novels & Stories

I made sure to take a lot more time doing my makeup and hair too. I’ve watched hundreds of romantic movies of when the girl and the guy reunite after a breakup, misunderstanding or whatever. I’ve seen their smile, from ear to ear, their warm and long embraces, their bubbliness coming together like two big waves crashing into one other. So happy. I wouldn’t have ever imagined that I’d one day be living my very own similar episode, but in real life. I’d be hugging my Yoké, seeing him again, holding him! Okay, maybe not really because I read that visitors are supposed to keep hugs short and to refrain from other sorts of physical displays of affection. But then it didn’t change the fact that I’

Jen approached madly to Loki while he gripped her arms as tightly and said. "Why do you come here just without my permission? Didn’t I told you never come to my birthday,?. “ and he added “ Let me be honest with you. The truth is... I never love you at the beginning. I just used you to replace her but let's end this. I don't want you anymore. I like women who have strong body, sweet, good -looking, a woman who can beautifully dressed and well-shaped body. While you are just dumb, simple girl, weak, quiet, and worthless. You're really shameful as my girlfriend. It's over now. Our relationship is just a joke."

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."

A couple of hours later Atalanta stirred and stretched sleepily, ‘Hey beautiful, you feel better now? Darius smiled at her and she smiled back sleepily ‘Yes thank you, I feel much better’ She said politely and he ran a finger along her jaw, and then very gently traced her bottom lip before lowering his head and kissing her softly, ‘You are very beautiful’ He told her and his hand clamped around her waist as she tried to sit up, ‘Hey, come on, what are you doing?’ She tried to pull away and he released her apologetically, ‘Sorry baby, strange times we are living through. Its the apocalypse we have to take comfort when we can’

"They weren't worth it because of him. So, Nora, what about me? Would I be worth it?" I choked on my drink. I hadn't expected him to be that direct. "We're in the middle of the apocalypse," I said. "Romance is the last thing either of us needs right now." He laughed, unbothered. "Personally, I think if you care about someone, the apocalypse doesn't change a thing." I shifted in my seat and looked away toward the window. When I turned back, I found myself looking straight at a very familiar face. My stomach lurched. It was Rhett, though a much worse-for-wear version of him.

"This is the Elysium Refuge. I'm in charge here." Elysium Refuge. I had heard that before. In the third year of the apocalypse, it became the largest and most stable human settlement known to exist. Rumor had it that it was equipped with a complete defense system, ample food supplies, and even had an ongoing research of the virus. "How did I..." I began, my voice hoarse. "Our scout team found you in the ruins," Iris said, her gaze studying me closely. "You were running a dangerously high fever. Your skin was cracked and healing in cycles. We almost thought you wouldn't make it."

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.

His hand wraps around my throat, squeezing lightly—dominating, claiming. "Come on my cock, little sister. Scream for me." I do, orgasm ripping through me as he pounds relentlessly. He follows, filling me with hot spurts, growling my name. He unties me, pulling me into his arms. "You okay?" "Perfect," I whisper, kissing him. The romance blooms amid the kink—his tenderness after the storm. But I crave more darkness.

Rafael closed his eyes again, exhaling through his nose. He knew the moment wouldn’t last. The world would come crashing back soon — with blood and enemies and consequences. But for now? He allowed himself this. This tiny slice of peace in a life built on violence. And deep down, he made a silent vow: He would burn the world before letting anyone take her from him. Amara’s POV She didn’t want to move. Didn’t want to break whatever fragile magic had wrapped around them during the night. But the world outside their cocoon was persistent — creeping into the edges of her awareness.