Novel & Cerita Post Apocalyptic Romance Books

“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.

She had asked me more than once to join after my recovery, but I kept refusing because I did not want to leave Dante. Now it was fading inside his own house. That night, Dante stayed in my room. I did not refuse him, though the faint rose perfume on his shirt made me nauseous. The next morning, he kissed my forehead, looking almost relieved. “The two most important women in my life can finally get along,” he said. “Thank you, Aria. I’ll make it up to you.” I said nothing. After breakfast, he returned my phone and allowed me to walk in the garden, though two Russo guards still followed me.

Her mouth found the scar she’d left beneath his collarbone and she kissed it, over and over, a litany and a claiming. He let her run the rhythm, let her squeeze his hands between hers and rest her full weight on his chest, like a dare to stop breathing. She went first, a tremor through every muscle; he followed, the rush so clean and right that for a second he thought they must be making something new, a future that wasn’t just survival. Afterwards, she curled over, breath hitching, and pressed her forehead to his. “If we make it through the winter,” she said, “I want to see what a wedding looks like, post-apocalypse.”

But as the post orgasm haze lifted, reality came crashing back down. I had just gotten myself off while thinking about Nathan. Nathan, who had kissed me and touched me and then looked at me like I was a monster. Nathan, whose body I was apparently mated to but whose mind wanted nothing to do with me. “This is such a mess,” I said to the empty room. “Understatement of the century,” Ivy agreed. I forced myself to get up and pull my clothes back on. My body felt heavy and exhausted now, the adrenaline and arousal that had been keeping me going finally draining away.

Serena held up the small black device—Ava’s virus key. “No more lies. No more legacies.” She plugged it in. Control Room – At the Same Time Damien moved quickly, disabling security layers one by one. The virus burrowed fast. Alarms screamed as Ava’s code dug in deeper than expected. Then— Click. A gun behind him. “Step away from the terminal,” a voice growled. A Foundation Officer. “You’re too late,” the man sneered. “Ascension is already in motion.” Damien raised his hands slowly, eyes on the flickering screens.

In a world ravaged by a mysterious virus, Emily, a resourceful survivor, crossed paths with Alex, a former scientist searching for a cure. As they navigated the desolate landscape together, their bond grew stronger amid the ruins of civilization. Love blossomed amidst the chaos, proving that even in the face of an apocalypse, the human heart could find hope and connection. Together, they faced not only the dangers of the new world but also the challenges of rebuilding a future where love could endure against all odds.

I did not have the energy to take out the trash and rid myself of that torture. I stared at the book that rested just beyond my reach on the bedside table. It was a sequel to the romance novel that I had been reading at Andrew’s second home when Chevalier ambushed Jeffrey and me. In this one, Sapphire and Raphael were trying to escape from Beelzebub’s boss, Lucifer himself.

Well, I can spend almost a whole day in a huge bookstore. Angelo picked a post-apocalyptic book about survival and zombies. I’ve seen him watching a zombie television series last time. Maybe he’s into those kinds of books until now. On the other hand, I picked a cozy high fantasy with a low-stakes book. I’ve read a lot of things about this book on the internet. But ever since we moved to the town, it is not feasible to reach a bookstore. This is the perfect time to read the book along with a drink that we’re going to order.

**Trigger warnings for this book: this is a dark romance werewolf story containing gaslighting, dub-con, assault, rape, violence, bondage, in a Reverse Harem scenario, involving bxg and bxb group sex scenes. There is a chapter separately marked with a trigger warning that features a pregnancy loss.** The River House, The Day After the Funeral

It is only because of this job she could go home, relax in her tub and read a web novel before sleep even after the apocalypse. Her favorite are rebirth apocalypse novels and dashing hero ones. After all, we only ever like fantasy when reality is utterly disappointing. There is no way to reincarnate even with all the weird abilities going around. If there were any good men in the world, they did not survive past the first week of the apocalypse. She knew very well what she would do if she were the lead of either story. If she were to be reborn before the apocalypse, she would blow her brains out after killing her entire family.