Post Apocalyptic Romance Novels Novels & Stories

They were the apex predators of the new world: faster, stronger, and possessed of a commanding presence that could make a regular human’s heart stop just by standing in the same room. Yet, unlike the myths of old, the Orcs and Humans didn't turn on each other. Bound by the shared trauma of the "Gray" hordes, they became the ultimate allies. Humans provided the technical ingenuity, the scavenging precision, and the intricate medical knowledge of the old world, while the Beastkin provided the raw power, sensory heightening, and the sheer security needed to navigate the ruins. Together, they built the Citadels' fortified bastions of steel and hope. They joined hands to thwart the final conspira

While lycans that copulate with werewolves give birth to lycans (although the theory hasn't been proven. Author's note: Hello everyone, this is my first story here, I hope I receive some amount of love. Thank you guys so much. Also, thank you for giving this book a try. CHAPTER ONE — KARINA AGAFONOV. The year 3005 marked the worst year in the history of mankind. It was the year of the great war — a war between humans and werewolves. The war was devastating, shaking the state of the world in all aspects. Nations fell, businesses were lost and even the great men felt the impact of the war. Eventually the war ended — in the early year 3006, leaving billions across the world to perish to their d

However, I do not have a timeframe for when I will be writing that one as of yet. My novel, "Ruined by my Bosses," is a CEO/Menage romance that is already live on the app with over 30k if you're looking for another book to read. I'm only writing one book at a time from now on, so it will be uploaded daily. I also have a completed quartet on the app that begins with, "Mated to the Alpha of the North," if you're looking for more werewolf romances. Each book focuses on one couple, but the story is interconnected and has wolves, bears, and dragon shifters.

And then everything went dark. Present Day I’m lying down. Awake, but unwilling to move. I know I can’t stay in one place for long. Today’s refuge is an abandoned, water-damaged house, where the makeshift bed of cardboard and filthy pillows is at least dry. You’d think that a year after the apocalypse, people would have adapted. Nope. They just became worse. Men rule the world now. Most women were taken—by the demons of hell, as the survivors call them. The destroyers of our world.

**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

And when they arrived, Nina would be waiting, ready to welcome them into her dark embrace, forever entwined in the haunting cycle of horror and lust. THE END. THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

They lived in this huge bubble, not knowing – or caring – about people like us. My own life felt like two separate books. One was Maeve Briggs, high school senior, trying to keep up her grades and pretend everything was normal. The other was "Eve," the girl with the dark wig and fake ID, dancing on a small stage downtown. That was the book I kept hidden, guarded with my life. It was a secret I'd die before anyone found out. Especially Mom. And Jasper. And Nova, my best friend, who thought my nights were spent studying or binge watching shows.

I began to read and to train my body. Immersed in the ocean of knowledge, my heart grew fuller and calmer than it had ever been. A strong, healthy body was the greatest asset for enduring this long apocalypse. Occasionally, I would access the global surveillance network to glimpse the world being scorched by heatwaves. The traces of civilization were being erased at breathtaking speed. Skyscrapers grew brittle and collapsed under the relentless heat. Forests turned to scorched earth. The oceans evaporated, revealing jagged seabeds and countless skeletal remains of once-living creatures.

Electric lamps illuminated quiet walkways, while children laughed in distant courtyards, unaware of the monsters that ruled the world beyond their borders. To them. The apocalypse was a story. To those who governed this place. It was a memory they refused to repeat. At the heart of the settlement stood the Council Citadel. Its towering white walls overlooked the entire city, its architecture untouched by war. Marble columns rose toward a vaulted ceiling where intricate murals depicted humanity's rise, its fall, and the solemn vow to preserve what remained.