Best Post-apocalyptic Romance Books Novels & Stories

Her hand gripped his coat again, pulling him closer, as if distance had become unacceptable. For a moment— just one— the world outside didn’t exist. No Viktor. No threats. No war. Just warmth in the cold. Just breath and heartbeat and something dangerously close to peace. Then— A gunshot echoed through the ridge. Both of them broke apart instantly. Reality slammed back in. Sebastian’s expression hardened again, but it wasn’t the same as before. Because now— this wasn’t just a fight. It was personal. Nyra steadied her breath. “Guess that’s our cue.”

"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."

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

We both wanted a family, and now our dreams were coming true. Thank you once again for finishing this story. Remember this is part of a series. You can read both books separately or in order. That is up to you. The first book is called The Lycan King's Scarred Mate, and if you haven't read it, please do go enjoy it!

Scarlett The itch inside of me wasn't going away, in fact it increased, blinding me from noticing the onlookers. With my arms on around Jaxon's neck and his under my ass, we stumbled into the cabin, the moon and the bond pulling us together in every sense. He lowered me swiftly on the bed that was specifically prepared for our mating. He pulled me to the edge of the raised bed in a blur and stood on the floor, his riveting features illuminated by the moon. A cold breeze passed through the open window but it did nothing to put out the heat that my body was submerged in. In fact, it only carried with it the arousals of the rest of the people outside.

He pictured her smile, her laughter, the promise of a future so different from the endless silence of space. Could he deliver on his vow? Could he keep her safe, return to Daunia before the end arrived? The weight of responsibility pressed down on him, yet excitement fluttered in his chest. This was his chance to change everything. As exhaustion finally claimed him, Bastion drifted off, dreaming of a new life after arriving on Earth—and the possibility of love against all odds.

"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."

Val breaks the kiss just enough to breathe, his eyes still closed. She reaches out for him, wraps her hands around his shirt, pulls him back down to her lips and kisses him passionately her legs about give out from the intensity.. He catches her as her legs weaken, his arm banding around her waist. The kiss deepens-years of hunger meeting years of longing. His other hand threads through her hair, tilting her head back. He looks into her eyes and says Bedroom Now!! His voice is ragged against her lips. He guides her through the penthouse, past the floor-to ceiling windows where the city watches. Enzo follows, then settles outside the closed door a contented sigh-loyal, knowing his person is s

Narrowing her eyes, she asked, "Zayla, he's the one who saved you? But I heard that after the first rescue team left Zone A, the zombies went into a frenzy. By the time the second team arrived, no one who had been left behind in Zone A had survived. How did you make it out?" I wasn't entirely sure what she was getting at. Shrugging, I said, "Does it matter? I'm alive. That's enough." "Of course it matters. The virus wasn't even in Zone A before, and then suddenly, right after you announced your engagement, the outbreak started? A little too convenient, don't you think?" She let the implication hang in the air before adding, "The apocalypse is beyond our control, but we can't rule out the pos

" An attendant arrived at that moment whispering that she was needed at the table. ........... The table was full of different delicacies. Colton sat beside me, we ate in silence, the whole room rocking with tension. "Here." Colton passed me the lobster and chicken and I stretched my hands, passing him the sauce. Robin cleared his throat. "It's so beautiful, the way both of you understand each other's needs. I admire the love the both of you have." His eyes darted from Colton, "I want my marriage to be as loving as yours, I've observed both of you and I truly appreciate you Anne..." "Who knew Colton would be so in love..." The food stuck in my throat and I fidgeted with my hands under the ta