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Kindle Edition
Published January 4, 2024
I need to deal with this lust before it literally kills me. It’s not a rom-com, it’s the damn apocalypse.
“I don’t know you. Anything about you, the kind of person you are, even what you look like. I’ve seen your strength, heard your voice, the things you say in a fight—”
It’s not too late, just thank him for his service or something and walk away from this absurd behavior—
“and I would beg you to fuck me,”
“Do you have any idea what you’re offering me?” he asks quietly, but it’s not a question, it’s the start of a definition. “Absolute control. Because if you want me, and I can see you do, I’ll settle for nothing less.”
“I’m going to remove my helmet, for my comfort. But I will enjoy walking right past you anywhere within the Stronghold without your knowing. It will amuse me to see you wonder about every strange face. Unless I speak, you’ll have no idea if you’re near to me.”
The way you surrendered to me… it’s such a beautiful gift. I intend to take full, relentless advantage. I won’t promise to be gentle—I don’t think you’d want me to. But I don’t intend to be cruel.
It’s not like fighting for my life wasn’t sufficient motivation, but I do now feel like I’m fighting for something even bigger. What’s bigger than surviving?
Joy, apparently.
“Nina, that’s the greatest story I’ve ever heard. Your desperate need for my cock was a literal matter of life and death,”
"Don’t worry about life after quarantine until you’re stronger. And try to enjoy the feelings you’re having, because… life’s never been so short.”
Her eyes are wet, too, and I feel a twinge of guilt. She’s right. I’ve been mentally pummeling myself for the last few months over the idea that loving someone was a worst-case scenario. As if we all haven’t been through so much worse.
It’s strange to be grateful for the end of the world.