Surviving the Heatwave:My Ice Warlord’s Lethal Obsession
When the heatwave apocalypse hit, the world turned into a literal oven. It was 140 degrees outside. The water dried up, and the power grid went completely dead. We had no choice but to make a run for the underground bunkers.
Luckily, my boyfriend, Hudson, awakened ice powers.
He is a man of few words, but he caters to my every whim.
One day, I was being my usual spoiled self, begging him to waste his precious energy to make me some ice cream, when a sudden memory flooded my brain.
It was a plotline. I realized I was living in a romance novel, and I was nothing but the useless, high-maintenance side character. All beauty, zero survival skills, and a constant burden to Hudson.
According to the plot, he would eventually leave me behind, and I would die a gruesome death at the hands of some wasteland raiders. Meanwhile, Hudson would meet the REAL female lead—a woman as strong and capable as him.
Terrified, I decided to pull away and stop weighing him down.
But I didn't expect that the moment I distanced myself, Hudson would snatch the back of my neck, kissing me with a vicious, uncharted possessiveness.
"Are you bored of me? Trying to shake me off?" he growled against my lips. "I'll never let that happen."