Post Apocalyptic Romance Books Novels & Stories

We could only pray silently that our warriors will return in victory even when it doesn't seem like. My name is Miatta, the only daughter of the alpha of my pack. My father, Alpha Vince was also far away from home with the armies on the field of this dreadful battle. Our total numbers right now could rank in mere hundreds as the fighters are all away all because of the constant attacks on our pack by the neighbouring enemy pack, the Red Bone Pack who had been a terror to us. My two brothers had gone and also join in the war too, leaving the security of the rest of the pack to a handful of foot soldiers.

******* AUTHOR'S NOTE: For new readers - The 'Union Fiasco' Riley mentioned can be read in the book The Beta Is Mine (Gavin and Alia's story). While Aaron, Janna, and Jenny's (and a bit of Beta Dominic) story can be read in the book Loving The Gamma. Both books are available on this APP and are already completed. ♡

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

Dom pointed at her wounds. They entered the living room. Nothing has changed there, except the stacks of paper were now gone. The books were still unmoved though, which sparked Sapphire's curiosity yet again. Later on, heavy droplets crashed through the ground and the sky turned dark. The melancholy in the girl's heart drifted as the rain fell. She was one with the rain now. Sapphire sat in a small chair, removing her boots. Holding a medical kit, Dom attended to the girl. His chest squeezed when he saw she was wearing the anklet he gave her.

she convinced herself. “I don't need you" she muttered. The system disappeared. She looked at her calander... Still three years before the apocalypse. She circle the date. She brought out a note book, “I need to get everything under my control" She jotted down, when the apocalypse came, the date zombie appeared, the first building she that collapsed the safe house, the location where supplies her hidden, the place she went to get the crystal. She looked at the paper, a smile escape her lips.

My next book is titled 'After the Downfall," and the cover is already up on social media. I'm tweaking the blurb, but it will be up tomorrow, as well. I'm going to start uploading chapters this weekend to the website, but I will be getting it signed ASAP so it shows on the app, too. This book was intended to be a standalone, but I may reevaluate depending on how well it's recieved. It is another werewolf romance with a post-apocalyptic spin, but I do want to stress that this does not mean I will only be limiting myself to these types of novels in the future. (I have a mermaid novel I'm starting to formulate actually!) Y'all's support, whether through comments, likes, or gems have kept me mot

In my past life, Victor only came to this city half a year later, after learning that Brian had a “living water source.” Thinking of him, I shivered despite the forty-five-degree heat. More than hatred, what I felt was fear. Even before the apocalypse, Victor had been a seasoned operator with ties on both sides of the law—cunning and ruthless, a complete monster. In my past life, after Brian had tricked him, he only managed to get what was left of me. Furious, he vented it all on my body. Relying on my abnormal regenerative ability, he cut me, burned me with cigarettes, and set me on fire.

Because of his knowledge of and skill with animals, he often proved invaluable during the occasional encounter with a wild beast; especially those that were extinct on the surface. The second volunteer was a female named Alice. In her mid-twenties, Alice’s face showed the signs of wear and worry. Even so, the permanent creases that greedily occupied her young flesh didn’t deter from the sparkle of life in her dancing blue eyes. She’d weathered being orphaned right after the war and being raised within a group of wanderers that slowly fell prey to either the zombies or the aliens. Desperate for survival, she and the few remaining in her group migrated to inner earth. Completely unprepar

For now, I had bigger things to worry about. --- That night, I sat on Lily's balcony, staring at the city skyline. Three days until the apocalypse. Three days until everything changed. "Emma?" I turned. Lily was standing in the doorway. "Are you okay?" "I don't know." I looked back at the city. "Everything is happening so fast. The divorce. The apocalypse. The powers. I feel like I'm drowning." Lily sat beside me. "You've been drowning for three years. Now you're finally swimming."

“But I cannot stop myself.” He turned her and pinned her to the wall as his mouth devoured hers, kissing her wildly. She answered with urgent kisses of her hands moved under his shirt and ripped it open. Groaning with pleasure, he closed his eyes. Her fingers brushed the scab from where she’d plunged the knife in his body. Gently, she stroked him, almost apologetically. Mere seconds later, her lips had moved to that spot, kissing him so tenderly. He’d died and gone to Heaven.