Post Apocalyptic Soldier

High risk and high reward, the men of Aegis Group Lepta Team work only the most dangerous kidnapping cases. These hunky heroes are willing to put it all on the line to get the job done. Romance is an even greater risk in their line of work, but these men don’t shy away from danger.Aegis Group Lepta Team is created by Sidney Bristol, an eGlobal Creative Pubishing author.

Lady Nicole Bradshaw was born to one of the wealthiest families in England and had an arranged marriage since before she was born. She had never laid eyes on Lord Francis Ravenport but she was assured he was a handsome fellow. He had recently moved his company to the West Indies and she wouldn't see him until the wedding. When she gets to travel to London with family friends, she knows she will never lay eyes on the Marquess as her husband. Austin Duncan was not a special man. He was the third son to an Earl and gave everything up to be in His Majesty's Army. He never dreamed of marriage or finding a young lady due to him being a soldier. In 1789, it was a questionable time and he could never marry to just leave a woman widowed. While in London on assignment, he knows he will throw everything out the window. One glance at Lady Nicole and Austin knows he will never be the same. Nicole sees him and thinks for sure being an only child is surely unfair and she would risk her reputation for a few moments alone with him. Could a Scandalous Love bring them closer together or tear them worlds apart?

Traveling to the center of the earth to retrieve her son from Center Land is intense enough without having to deal with Amazon rogue women, prehistoric animals, and... yes... the aliens and zombies that they thought they'd left on the surface are there too! Is there no escape from the horror? They have a plan to end the aliens and zombies once and for all... but... will it work? The answer is in "Center Land", book three of the apocalyptic romance-thriller series, Kendra's Journey.

Sa edad na 35 ay nabiyudo na si Ambrose at naiwan sa kanyang pangangalaga ang limang taong gulang na lalaki at bagong silang na kambal na babae. Mag-isa niyang pinasan ang responsibilidad na palakihin sila. Pagkalipas ng limang taon, lalo niyang nakita ang pangangailangan ng kalinga at pagmamahal ng isang ina sa kanyang mga anak. Sinubukan niyang lihim na makipag-date ngunit walang tumanggap sa kanyang tatlong anak. Hindi nila kayang panindigan ang pagiging instant mommy para sa kanila. Hinanap ng kanyang mga anak sa kung kani-kaninong babae ang pagkukulang na iyon. Hanggang sa malaman niyang nakikipagkita sa isang may edad na babae si Ambrox na halos kamukha ng kanyang ina. Muli niyang nakita si Rose Anne. Nagbalik ang sakit ng nakaraan dulot ng panlilinlang na ginawa ni Roxanne. Hanggang isang gabi, hila-hila ng kambal ang babae papasok ng kanilang gate. "Daddy, I got you a wife. Meet our Mommy!” Kinindatan pa ng mga bata ang kanilang ama. At nagbago ang lahat sa pagdating ni Rose Anne sa kanilang buhay. Magkaroon kaya ng puwang ang pagpapatawad sa pagitan ni Rose Anne at Ambrose? Maging maligaya kaya sila sa pagkakataon ito upang ituloy ang kanilang naudlot na pagmamahalan o maghihiwalay na silang tuluyan sa piling ng kani-kanilang bagong minamahal?

Jeiara Kyrie Mendez, an 18 years old student whom arrange marriage with Lance Hiro Del Castillo, a 31 years old great soldier. at age of 10 they encountered, he has been her hero. Iniligtas sya ni Lance sa kamay nang mga kumidnap sa kanya para Sana sya pasabugin, naging tulala sya sandali dahil sa trauma na dinanas pero mabuti nalang at nandyan si Lance palagi, she once told him na gusto nya syang maging Asawa when she grow up. pero matapos Ang confession nya ay di na nagpakita Ang lalaki, tinanong nya Ang parents nya tungkol dito but they only said that his on a big mission. nagpagaling sya at naging mabuting anak at estudyante gaya nang payo nito at Ang sinabi nitong kahit saang man sya mag punta ay lagi itong nariyan para sa kanya. Dumating Ang araw nang kanyang ika 18th birthday, Masaya Ang lahat except her bukod kasi sa hiniwalayan nya Ang kanyang mahal na nobyo ay di nya pa alam Kong kanino sya ikakasal pero nagulantang sya nang Makita at malamang Kong sino Ang pakakasalan nya. Si Lance, Ang sundalong naging una nyang hinangaan sa pinaka murang Edad pa lamang. matapos iannounce Ang kanilang Engagement ay Hindi paman nagsisimula Ang kanilang love story ay may gusto nang sumira nito, si Brenda Ang ex ni Lance na first love nito. will they both fall inlove in each other despite sa gap nang kanilang mga Edad? Pano Kung mahulog ulit si Lance sa pagpapapansin ni Brenda? will, Sabi nga nila mahirap kalaban Ang First Love.

"A great alpha handles pack affairs outside, and chores at home." my mate Luke had posted. I stared at these words. It was a post from my mate, Luke's Instagram. In the picture he was in a vineyard pruning grapes. Chores at home? Luke who would not even help me to clean a table was actually helping someone else. He had left this morning saying he was going on werewolf business, but from these pictures he was at a she-wolf's vineyard in our pack. A bitter smile escaped my lips as I quietly liked the post and put of my phone. Whatever was coming next, I did not know. But I knew it was over.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming. The city was already cracking beneath me. Power grids flickering like dying stars. Tech failing. Screens static. The sky bruising in strange new colors. Everyone said it was coincidence. Collapse. Noise. But I knew better. The moment I felt her breath on my skin — even if I couldn’t see her — I knew the end had already arrived. And I had something to do with it. Ten butterflies followed me after that. Not literal ones. Not always. They shimmered in my periphery. Each the wrong color. Each too vivid. Each drawn to me like heat to blood. They touched me in dreams. They watched me when I undressed. They whispered without words. I could taste their want. Some called me cursed. Broken. Unstable. But the truth is simpler. I’m blooming again — and they all feel it. They don’t love me. They remember me. They remember what I used to be — what I still am, underneath the silence. One of them burned me with just a kiss. One broke my spine with kindness. One slid her hand under my shirt like it was always hers. One cries when she touches me. One never speaks, but her eyes dig. One wants to keep me. One wants to ruin me. And one just wants to finish what we started. They think I’m choosing. I’m not. My body already did. And now the bloom inside me is turning darker.

On the night of my 30th birthday, I waited until the early hours of the morning, but my husband, Theodore Hawk never showed up. Instead, I came across an Instagram post from his childhood sweetheart, Emily Gallagher. [What romantic is not the starry night, it is having you by my side.] In the picture, she was wearing a delicate, sky-blue camisole that revealed just enough to charm and seduce. A man stood close behind her, his hand firmly gripping her waist. The scene was set in the seaside villa that Theodore had gifted her, their figures intimately entwined under the soft glow of the night. Someone had commented beneath the post: [I can’t stand you two being this lovey-dovey all the time! Just get married already!] Emily had responded with a shy-face emoji. I had just liked the post when Theodore, who I had failed to reach all night, blew up my phone with calls. "Are you out of your mind, Camilla? Emi and I grew up together! If we wanted to be together, we would’ve done so long ago! Why are you being so petty?" Looking at how Theodore gently held her in his arms, comforting her, I realized something. Letting go of someone you’ve loved for seven years... can take only a moment.

Crimson Bloomed: Ascend Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | Coming - of - Age | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Burn The city looked like it had been devoured — chewed up by fire, time, and whatever came after — then spit back out in jagged pieces. Dead drones dangled from power lines like rusted ornaments. Neon signs flickered above fractured pavement, their broken scripts glitching into gibberish. Down the block, a half - melted smartcar burned slow, casting warped shadows across the skeletal remains of a coffee bar. Behind a crumpled tram car, someone crouched low, breath tight in her lungs. The shrieking hadn’t stopped. It came again — sharp, bone-deep, the kind of sound that latched onto your spine and refused to let go. She checked the signal jammer at her hip. Still blinking. Still active. Not for long. They were tracking her. She moved fast — boots silent over broken glass, slipping through the breach in an old laundromat’s wall. Her body moved from muscle memory now: slide through, duck left, over the washer, don’t look at the corpse slumped by the dryer. Out the back. Up the fire escape. On the rooftop, she halted. Not alone. Someone was already there — silhouetted against the bleeding sunset. Combat jacket. Short - cropped hair. Pulse rifle slung casually over one shoulder like it weighed nothing. Like this was just another rooftop, just another war. “Don’t move,” the voice snapped. She lifted her hands slowly. “I’m clean.” “Everyone says that.” “Scan me.” beat. Then the girl stepped forward, rifle still raised but gaze locked in. Dark eyes, sharp, searching — not just for weapons, but tells. Fear. Lies. She lowered the rifle half an inch. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” That wasn’t the line she expected.

After seven years of bloodbath, the most decorated soldier returns to the capital.“Whatever was taken from me, I will take back a thousand fold!”