Lewd Apocalypse Novels & Stories

The bed creaked and groaned beneath them, a symphony of their primal dance. Lucifer’s claws dug into Allistair’s hips, leaving marks that glowed with an otherworldly light. Allistair cried out, his body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over him. The pain and pleasure mingled, creating a sensation that was almost too intense to bear. Lucifer’s rhythm faltered, his own release building with each powerful thrust. With a final, primal roar, he spilled himself into Allistair, marking him as his own. Allistair’s body shuddered, his inner muscles clenching around Lucifer, milking every last drop of his essence.

He ground against me, ensuring every drop stayed deep inside and when he finally pulled out, a heavy flood of his seed leaked from my stretched hole, running down my ass and dripping onto the conference table. Mr. Voss looked down at the beautiful mess he had made of me — legs spread, pussy gaping and leaking his cum, body trembling on his desk. He leaned down, his voice low and possessive against my ear. “Tomorrow night, Lila. You'll come to my office. Wear nothing under your coat and be prepared to earn even more credit.” I lay there with cum still dripping from my ruined pussy, knowing I was completely at his mercy. I had never felt more dangerously alive.

I remembered the first day of the apocalypse when cities turned into hell on earth as the streets filled with screams and blood. I remembered the countless deaths I'd seen over the last three years. The elderly, the children, my comrades, and those strangers. I remembered the people who were killed by their loved ones because of infection, and those who turned into zombies in the depths of despair. "I'll do it," I said. Uriah was so ecstatic that he almost jumped out of his chair. Iris merely nodded, as if she had expected my answer all along. In the days that followed, I became the research center's most special "guest".

“Not yet. He’s fighting… Somehow, he is fighting.” Bishop stepped forward, pale under the electric storm, his arrogance cracking. “You fools don’t understand! He’s beyond control. Azrael’s seed—it’s the apocalypse in a body!” Vex’s face twisted into something dark, a smile with no humour. “Then why aren’t we celebrating?” Because, I realised with icy clarity, that victory was impossible. Luca’s energy surged outward, consuming cars, tearing buildings, and ripping chunks of asphalt into the air. The Serpents we had seen arriving moments before were obliterated by mere proximity.

Lucifron held the egg against his chest to keep it warm, and Sophia lay beside him. Strange noises wake up Lucifron, who, fearing to be a rogue, gets up to observe. He leaves the phoenix egg next to the girl, and silently follows the noise. A group of 5 small creatures, apparently small humans, were engaged in an authentic orgy. They weren't children, they were dwarfs, and frankly, they were all pretty damn ugly. “What the fuck is this?” – Zog asks, laughing. "I think it's an orgy of ugly dwarfs" - Lucifron answers, laughing too.

It was hard to believe the dead existed just beyond the walls. The Apex was located in the heart of the district, a grand building with warm golden lighting spilling onto the street. Two clubs operated inside: the main floor was open to everyone — loud music, dancing, laughter, and reasonably priced drinks. But as they walked more inside. They met Aaron. He led them past the main entrance, through a private corridor, and into the exclusive upper level. The moment they stepped inside the private club, the atmosphere changed.

William groaned, as the spell must be really making him uncomfortable. "Sleep for a while, baby." I said as I put him to sleep. I feel bad for my son. Levitra is really a bitch for doing this to my son! She might have really waited for her chance to plant this with us, who are the only healers allowed to enter Lycan territory. Levitra is addicted to Lycan's flesh. I think the number of lycans that fell victim to her hands couldn't be counted by fingers anymore.

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.

I let the sentence sit there exactly as sharp as I’d meant it. “Are you planning something?” he asked, and I could hear the frustration building underneath the question, unfamiliar and uncertain in a way his voice had never sounded around me before. I gave him nothing. “I’ll talk to you later, Adrian.” I ended the call before he could push further, and sat for a moment in the quiet after, feeling the shape of a boundary I’d never once held in ten years of marriage. ----- I went back to the encrypted files and laid everything I had side by side — the dormant account, Ashwell Logistics, the warehouse, the second property, the records Reyes had led me toward.

Lila had already gotten enough resources to last her up to three lifetimes. But apparently, that wouldn't be enough anymore, since she now had Adrian with her and was expecting three more. Going to another city to get resources was something that could wait. But she didn't have anything doing anyway, so why not now that the zombies haven't evolved. In her past life, zombies evolved to level two after a month into the apocalypse. There was heavy rain then, and people had rejoiced at getting water.