Post Apocalyptic Romance Novels & Stories

A deafening explosion rocked the area and the front line of infected fell Alex stared. "What the hell was that?" Sharon looked at him. "A surprise." Another wave of infected surged through the broken gate. Alex smiled. "You really are full of them, aren't you?" Sharon fired another round For the first time, they fought back to back. Whenever an infected got close to Sharon, Alex felled it. Whenever Alex was surrounded, Sharon covered him. It was seamless; their movements were like a well-rehearsed dance After a few minutes, the enemy horde began to thin. The remaining infected slunk back into the forest

Ability users’ strength also diminishes when it is used constantly. That is why they need zombie cores to replenish their energy. But in her case, she can drink water from the fountain. She sat down closely beside Adrian and looked at the man in front of her. As expected, there was a calculating glint in his eyes, others may not notice it but she has seen all kinds of people in the apocalypse. She had learnt to be a better judge of character or at least expressions. Even if the man in front of her was expressionless she knew for sure that he was planning something.

And lord, was he huge. I could feel his cock twitching and hard in his pants, nestled between my ass cheeks. "It's dangerous. It's about to rain, anyways. Let's head into the camp, and maybe I could get to know you more?" he asked, waiting for my name. His hands, his scent… they reminded me of that night in the woods. And then his cock grew harder, rubbing gently against me. He wanted sex. Sex wasn't a big deal after the apocalypse. It was done frequently, by as many people as possible. I'd participated in orgies more times than I could count. But when Rylan took me in, it was exclusive… all until he fucked me over for his mate.

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

After some minutes I was done, i turned off the shower and dried my skin with my white towel hanging on the rack, when I was no longer dripping water I tied the towel around my waist and walked into my closet to put on my Nike sweat pant and a polo, I went down to the sitting room downstairs with my laptop, i took a bottle of Budweiser beer from my fridge, opened it and drank from the bottle as I walked back to the sofa to check the mail's of today in my laptop. After I was done replying messages, I wanted to log out but stopped to check back again on the mail I got from ROK Studio today, as I kept screwing the messages I received earlier something caught my interest, the names of the couple

According to the comments, I was the main protagonist's first love in the opening scene of a post-apocalyptic movie, but I would die and be torn to pieces within the first act. Valerio would then hug my dead body and scream my name in anguish, vowing revenge. He'd survive the first few brutal weeks with all the food I'd stockpiled in my apartment. Then, he would recruit his own team, form allies, and eventually become a strong, powerful leader. In the end, he would even meet another young woman who looked exactly like me. They would fight side by side and love each other for the rest of their lives. I gripped my phone so tightly that my knuckles turned white.

Possessive. “You enjoy provoking me.” “Si. Immensely.” For a moment neither of us moved. Then Alejandro leaned down and kissed me again. Harder than before. His hand slid behind my neck, pulling me up from the mattress as his mouth crashed against mine. There was nothing gentle about it. Nothing hesitant. This was hunger and violence. Something sharp and reckless that had been building between us since the moment he dragged me out of that cell.

"You did it. You brought them down." "We did it. Together." "Together," Daniel agreed. Then he kissed her. It was nothing like the almost-kiss in the warehouse. This was certain, real, a promise instead of a question. Maya kissed him back, feeling weeks of tension break open into something clean and true. When they pulled apart, Daniel was smiling. "Now what?" "Now we prepare for the apocalypse. We have seven weeks to save as many people as we can." "Seven weeks. We can do a lot in seven weeks."

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

he asked for verification. Out of the blue, another quick vision appeared in her head where a red car bumped her. Then, she saw Grey carrying her while he's crying on their way to the hospital to get some help. And even though her vision was blurred, she saw three women, and a doctor treating her wounds. Subsequently, she was transferred to a private room with Grey beside her. That whenever she opened her eyes a little, she saw a glimpse of him, until she woke up and got diagnosed with severe head trauma causing her to loss her memories temporarily. Thereafter, she got discharged, and he was treating her good, until something had happened to them. She did not hesitate to gave herself to him.