Novel & Cerita Survival Romance

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Sandra says, “Can you move in with me?“ Richard asked, “Maybe after my final exams,” Sandra says, and Richard starts the car engine and drove to the hostel where he dropped Sandra, and she came out of the car, she walked to the entrance of the hostel where she met Bounty, “welcome, what did you bring for me?“ Bounty asked, “only roasted meat” Sandra retorted, “you didn't bring soft drinks?“ Bounty asked,

“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

Hearing him call me that made Zariah stir and made me melt inside a little. I had done it. I had escaped my ass hole rejected mate and found my second chance mate. I still had a lot to do but I had Amelia, Kyle, Dominic and Emron to help me. I didn't know what would happen but I wasn't completely worried about it and neither was Zariah. I would rescue my pack though from Elstan, I owed them that much. I just hoped it wouldn't be too late. END BOOK ONE

“Maybe if you did then he would have told you and this wouldn’t be happening right now.” “Do you trust that promise?” Yoké asked me. “I do.” “Good.” He kissed my forehead and let me go. “Let me fetch water quickly for you so that you can return to Gamu.” “A love like this I’ve never seen.” Uma said shaking his head and standing with his hands on his waist. “What if someone saw you two?” “Then I guess we wouldn’t mind dying together.” Yoké smiled and winked at me. “When will I experience such love of my own too?” Uma asked.

He growled my name, a sound that rolled through me like thunder, and his lips claimed mine in a kiss that was both possessive and surrendering, protective and consuming, and I clung to him, matching the rhythm of his heat, the press of his chest, the magnetic force of his presence, feeling our pulses synchronize, the tether of us stretching taut and unbreakable across the chaos of fire, shadow, and forest, and I understood with absolute certainty that love and survival were now inseparable, that the feral, intimate bond that had formed in the crucible of bullets, fire, and our first desperate, impossible kiss had become a force that no predator, no darkness, no world could sever. The shadow

Maybe children when we were both ready and strong enough. A life that wasn’t constantly defined by the shadows of the past. The drama had tested us to the absolute breaking point, but it had also shown us exactly what we were made of. Survivors. Fighters. Lovers who had chosen each other despite every obstacle the world had thrown in our way. That evening back at the penthouse, the romance between us was no longer slowed by necessity or fear. Ryder carried me straight to the bedroom the moment we walked through the door, kissing me like he had been waiting all day just for this. We made love slowly and deeply, every touch a silent promise.

"Necessary. Not romantic. Not..." "Romance is for people who aren't being hunted by a psychopath." I traced patterns on his skin. "We get...survival sex. War sex. The 'we might die tomorrow so let's feel alive today' sex." "I can live with that." He kissed my temple. "As long as I get to keep having it." "Keep me alive and you will." "Deal." We showered together. Another round against the tile wall. Quieter this time. More....tender.

The abnormal weather had killed many survivors. In my past life, I'd only arrived at a safe zone five months after the zombie outbreak. There'd been elite soldiers and over a hundred thousand survivors there. Over a hundred of these safe zones were scattered across the country, significantly contributing to mankind's survival. "Why aren't we leaving now since the safe zones have already been set up?" Mom asked me. I looked at the snow outside. "It's highly likely we'll freeze to death in this weather if our car breaks down." …

“Now we show her what survival looks like.” Jaxon’s hand came up, gripping her jaw,not in dominance, but in connection. “You’re the only one who’s ever stood in my fire and made it burn cleaner.” She leaned into his touch, the smoke, the ruin, the heavy scent of gunpowder between them. “Then let’s burn brighter, Jaxon.” The kiss was slow and deep, the kind of kiss that tasted of blood and defiance. Around them, the survivors watched but didn’t speak. The Don and his Queen, untouched by ruin, carved from the same storm.