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Into Dystopia

Into Dystopia

Epilogue… The keeper Namiyen, told me the truth about the half breeds. The prophecy did not cursed us, but the Brakoon made everyone to believe that we are cursed creatures. The Brakoon has used and abused countless number of poor souls, but in the end, the mighty faceless Brakoon who has ruled Dystopia for over a thousand years has now been trapped into a small confinement together with the spirits of the Martians he has slain.
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Mjay
I kept reading and reading non stop. Had no idea I've come to the last chapter updated ?? This is an amazing book! I wonder if Rikas went back to time, and isn't there a way to stop his future from what Sofia had seen??
annie-sullie
I adore this book... the story enticed me from the very beginning and I kept scrolling to read more. Adventurous and imaginative. I 100% recommend it to readers and lovers of new fictional worlds and amazingly unique characters!
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Psychopath Love Story

Psychopath Love Story

This time, she left everything to the God of her life and death. Dita turned around slowly out of fear, she closed her eyes. "Don't look down, raise your face," the guy took out his gun again, and raised Dita's chin with the gun. Making Dita almost pee her pants. "Don't kill me, I promise I won't tell anyone about this, I promise." Dita raised her two fingers to form a peace sign, with a terrified expression, her eyes still closed, not daring to open them. The guy was a little stunned at Dita's beauty, he felt his blood rushing violently, his heart was also racing faster, like he liked it? But, it's impossible for a psychopath to fall in love, right?
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One Reckless Kiss

One Reckless Kiss

The suite smelled faintly of thick smoke, a hint of vanilla and something darker like cologne that clung to skin. The city lights shimmered across the window, a soft hum from traffic below. Jayden’s heart thundered in his ear, hope flaring and without thinking, he crossed the room, arms reaching out. “Sorry love,” Jayden whispered, voice thick with emotion. “I doubted you.” The figure stiffened, muscles tensing. Jayden pressed closer, tilting his head and their lips met, urgent and desperate. The man pushed him off quickly. “I already apologized for doubting you,” Jayden said, voice hoarse. “Don't push me away.”
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Love or Lust

Love or Lust

It started as just merely admiring him, then eventually I began to have wet dreams about him, and they were slowly affecting me because when I look at him, all I can think of is fucking him. I even got a boyfriend to help me get over the sinful lust I feel but it didn’t help, even when I’m fucking my boyfriend, my thoughts still drift to Dian. I want him inside of me so badly. I felt a pool of wetness between my legs, my nipples were already hard poking through my now transparent top. I tried using my hands to cover my chest region but Dian was staring directly at my nipples already. After a good look, He cleared his throat and looked away.
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Screwed Into Forever [Forbidden Collection]

Screwed Into Forever [Forbidden Collection]

Damien roared and followed, pumping rope after rope of cum so deep she felt it in her womb. He collapsed over her, still buried inside, and kissed the tears from her cheeks. His hand slid down to cup her cum-filled pussy possessively as they drifted off. “Mine,” he whispered into her hair. Isabella closed her eyes, chest tight with something far more dangerous than hate.
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Rejected by My Alpha: Pregnant with his Secret Heir

Rejected by My Alpha: Pregnant with his Secret Heir

The stubborn kind that even the best insecticide can’t triumph over. Yet, this doesn’t stop me from swooping out of my lonely bed, which he hasn’t touched since we got married a year ago. I’m not sure I even remember the last time he visited my bedroom—yes, we sleep in different bedrooms that are far apart, like a magnet repelling its pole. But this doesn’t discourage me. Instead, I wake up every morning, challenging myself to never give up on Derrick to finally notice me. To smile and talk to me like he would with his other Pack members. To see me as his woman. To have a family with me. Because in the end, regardless of how icy and uninterested he might be…I love him. I’ve always loved him
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Doomed to Perfect Your Love Story

Doomed to Perfect Your Love Story

According to her, the fact that I cared about her carrying another man's child meant I didn't care enough about her or that I didn't love her enough. But when had there ever truly been a space for me in her heart? "Celina!" I took a deep breath. "Let's just end things here," I said, my voice so steady it surprised even me. "You have Leo and the babies. You have a new life now. I don't want to hold you back any longer." Her voice was filled with a hysterical kind of fury. "Randall, you're a selfish bastard! You don't understand what love is at all! You don't deserve to be loved!"
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Dangerous Love

Dangerous Love

I hate that it still feels like home, I try to hold onto the anger. I try to remember my sister. My brother. My mother. But my body betrays me, my resistance weakens and my movements slow. The fight in my wrists turns into trembling instead of pushing. His kiss softens slightly. Not possession now or dominance, but something rawer, something breaking. My breathing shifts. And despite everything — Despite the war, the lies, the blood, the threat — I melt. Just a little. Because I still love him. And that is the most dangerous thing of all.
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Pieces of Me He Never Protected

Pieces of Me He Never Protected

Because lies always arrive faster than truth. That night, alone in her room, Diamond sat on her bed and whispered to the air, “Why do people create rooms inside themselves that others are not allowed into?” Her heart answered softly. Because hiding feels safer than choosing. She stared at the ceiling. Josh still loved her. She knew that. But love didn’t stop him from collecting lives like souvenirs. He didn’t want one world. He wanted many. And Diamond was finally seeing the shape of the one he never showed her.
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Omega Bound

Omega Bound

He roars in my face, the force of it making me jump. “ You can't lie to the bond,” he says, eyes blazing with anger. “You felt it. The way our hearts.. syncs,” Even with him standing this close, our hearts try to beat in tandem. I force myself to meet his gaze, not anger but pure unfiltered disgust. “That's the problem with Alphas like you.” He finches so slightly that if it were not me, I would not have noticed it. “You're so desperate for a fated and mate story to justify your instability that you invent miracles in your head to make yourselves believe you deserve a mate.” His breath stutters.
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Frequently Asked Questions

Been chewing on this for a while because a good dystopian romance makes the whole genre click for me. It’s not about the love story being a distraction from the collapse; it’s the mechanism for revealing what’s left when everything else is stripped away.

In a functional society, love is one thread among many. In a broken one, choosing to care for someone becomes a radical, often stupid, political act. The hope isn’t sappy. It’s gritty and specific. It’s the two characters in 'The Edge of Collapse' sharing a single protein bar and arguing about who needs it more, their loyalty becoming a tiny, functioning system that the big, broken system can’t comprehend.

That private loyalty creates a pocket of sanity. The characters start seeing the world not just as a place to survive, but as a place they might, against all odds, rebuild. The romance forces them to imagine a future, which is the first step toward making one. It shifts the narrative from pure survival to something like resistance, even if that resistance is just keeping one person safe.

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