Survivor Romances Novels & Stories

It wasn't enough that I was currently facing threats of dying but Zander wanted me just because he wanted me to bear him a child? Couldn't I at least experience genuine love before I die? He frowned and looked at me with creased brows. “You still don't get it, do you?” He asked. “Get what?” I snapped. My emotions were all over the place and spiraling. “Are you just choosing to be in denial or you still can't tell that I have feelings for you? How can you not see it? You're not the only female werewolf that can be a surrogate for me. I have many other options but I still want you. I choose you VIVIAN MILLER,” Zander retorted, lasting emphasis on my name.

I had no one left. After I was diagnosed with cancer, my relatives stopped visiting, my parents slowly accepted that I might not survive, and the man I had been dating disappeared. Dante was the only person who stayed. He sold what little he had, paid for my treatment, and made me believe that love could survive anything. That belief had carried me through ten years of pain. During treatment, I kept working remotely under Professor Evelyn Shaw. Her closed medical research project accepted only a few doctoral candidates each year. She had asked me more than once to join after my recovery, but I kept refusing because I did not want to leave Dante.

"We've done the individual work. We've looked at the blueprints of your personal histories. Today, we look at the structure you built together." She looked from Liam to Aurora. "You've survived a lot in the last few months," she said. "A kidnapping attempt. A high-risk birth. A smear campaign. Postpartum depression. A cardiac event. Most marriages don't survive one of those. You survived five." "We're still here," Liam said. He reached for Aurora’s hand. She let him take it, but her fingers were limp. "You are," Dr. Chen agreed. "But survival isn't the same as intimacy. Survival is just... not dying."

"Jesus, Roman. What happened?" "Thomas Crest happened. He stabbed me. Left me to die in a storm drain." "But you're alive." "Barely." Roman picked up the phone. "Damian, I need to tell you something. About Ava. About Ethan. About everything." For the next thirty minutes, Roman told his brother everything—the attack on their home, Ava protecting Ethan in the safe room, the violence that had nearly destroyed them all. When he finished, Damian was quiet for a long moment. "You're both survivors," he said finally. "That's what you need to remember. You survived, Ava survived, Ethan survived. That's what matters."

Houseshoe saw me and muttered, “Hell of a time to get romantic.” I shot him a look over my shoulder. “It’s not romance,” I snapped, and my voice came out harsher than necessary. “It’s priority.” He raised one hand, conceding. “Copy that.” Surgeon didn’t look up, fingers still moving. “If you die on the way back, I’m deleting your playlist,” he said calmly. “Do it and I’ll haunt you,” I called back. Pattycake’s laugh was low and short. “Bring her a souvenir,” he added.

“I’m Troy, by the way. I served in the Marines with Brock. I’m a college professor, now.” “Oh, do you like it?” Lexi asked. “I do,” Troy said. “What do you do for a living, Lexi?” “I’m a travel blogger and fiction writer,” she answered. “Oh, what do you write?” the black woman asked with interest. “Well, I’m trying my hand at romance suspense,” Lexi said shyly. “I have a manuscript written, but I haven’t found an agent yet.” “How do you know, Brock?” another white man asked. He was standing next to the fireplace.

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Well my surprise for how is not over and you know I planned to handle the little rascal I looked at the little rascal Kaven who is asleep in mum's arms ,I traced Vida's eyes and it was on her mother. "Mum??"I heard her mutter Vida's mother walked to where Vida was "I am so sorry"She said "You abandoned me"Vida said "I watched you from afar,I watched you grow.Hector will not let me go close to you.I'm sorry"Vida's mother said "It was not her fault Vida.Just forget about the past,I have one more surprise for you"I said

I said. In my past life, I'd witnessed too many occasions of humans turning out to be more savage than zombies when they wanted to eat. They would do everything they could to get a mouthful of food. After the zombie outbreak, morals and laws meant nothing. Survivors would do anything to stay alive. The bad memories made me tremble uncontrollably, but a warm hand on my cheek pulled me back to my senses. Mom said gently, "Things must've been hard for you, sweetheart."

"Not just the surrogate who walks away once it's born." "At what cost?" she pressed. "What happens when Hunter decides he wants a real marriage with someone else? Or when the grief wears off and he realizes what he's done? Because he hasn't talked about love, has he? Just wants what's best for him and the baby." I hadn't let myself think about that possibility. "He's been clear about what this is. What it isn't. I can't ask for more. It wouldn't be fair." I just hope I had enough love for the both of us.