Best Post-apocalyptic Romance Books Novels & Stories

**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

With old feelings and new drama's waiting around the corner, Will Alex and Roman ever be together again? This book has a 9.8 star rating out of 770 reviews. ********************* The Fall of the Leader: The Outlaw Chronicles: Book Two - Completed. Six months have passed since Harley left PTV, Ron and her love, Alexander, now she's just trying to move on, but putting the traumatic event that took place in California behind her, is easier said than done.

And I can't wait to share Doris and Brad's story with you soon in the next book in the duology— "Love's Inferno: When Fire Meets Ice" Big Heart, Bethel W.C. Eke

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

“Yes. Despite the danger, and juggling a new relationship with four men, I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and Jaxon is too. He’s thriving here.” “I knew it!” She almost shrieks, and just like that, I have my sister back. At least for now. “It’s a lot. I’m still coming to terms with it, to be honest, but they’re amazing. They don’t make it as complicated as I expected it would be. “Oh my God, what’s the sex like? Do you all do it separately or…” “Poppy!” I hiss. “They have excellent hearing, you know?” “Oops, sorry,” she drops her voice to a whisper. “But seriously, you need to tell me, because in this book I was reading, they did it every which way you can imagine.”

HELENA The elder hesitated, his eyes darting around before falling on me again. I wasn’t backing down. I needed the truth. “She fell in love.” the answer caught me completely off guard. “She met a traveller from the outside village.” He continued. “She wanted a life beyond this place. She believed distance could weaken what was inside her.”

I smile sweetly at him. His eyes widen. “How is that romance?” “Well, becuase she falls in love with the new guy, and he loves her. Oh, and be warned, there’s two endings. Happy and sad. Decide the characters fate yourself.” I wink and he sighs. I watch as he opens the book ‘Tainted heat’ By Billiejo Priestley, and begins to read. It’s almost low level smut. I didn’t want to give him something where it goes too indepth, I can save that for next time.

"There are compensations. I have seen things no one else alive has seen. The first dragon hatching. The making of the original treaties between the factions." "But you've seen so much destruction too," Madeleine observed. "So much loss." The flame-bird disintegrated, the sparks reforming into a simple, dancing flame. "That is the nature of eternity. You become the keeper of both beauty and horror, joy and grief." "Is that why you isolate yourself here? Why the dragons are your only companions?" Dante was silent for so long that Madeleine thought he wouldn't answer. When he finally spoke, his voice was soft but heavy with centuries of solitude.

Fires still smoldered in distant alleyways, releasing columns of smoke that coiled into the atmosphere like the last gasps of a dying world. Steve’s brows furrowed. “It’s getting worse.” Emma followed his gaze and nodded in silent agreement. The virus hadn’t just taken lives—it had taken order. And what was left was a chaos so complete it resembled the aftermath of war. No Pack, no government, no cure. “When does it end?” Steve murmured. Emma didn’t answer. She wasn’t sure there was an end to this. Maybe this was the end. They flew in silence after that, the tension settling in the cockpit like a thick fog. But as the first distant curve of Moon Valley came into view—a land dipped between pe

She could smell the spicy meat. “I figured you might not have said yes,” he said, a glint in his eye, “but I brought food anyway. Just in case.” She opened the door. The familiar warmth of him, the scent of leather and subtle pine, washed over her. “You’re impossible.” “Yeah. But I’m good company. And you’re starving.” They ate on the floor, cross-legged. Beer bottles sweating onto the warm wood. The cabin felt cozy, intimate. Sarah leaned back against the couch, sighing contentedly. “You always show up, huh?”