Mine. Hers. Theirs. Complete Series: A Zombie Apocalypse Reverse Harem Romance

by Gwendoline Rose

Survival was never enough.

Not when the monsters outside aren’t half as dangerous as the scars we carry inside.

I thought I knew what it meant to fight. Then the world ended. The dead are evolving. The living won’t stop coming for us.

But there’s a line we draw, teeth bared and backs pressed together. Eighteen killers, guards, and broken things with nothing left to lose except each other.

We carved out something that almost feels like home. A haven built from stubborn hope and the kind of loyalty you bleed for.

In this torn-up world, love isn’t soft. It’s a collection of scars and vows made with shaking hands by men who shouldn’t fit together, but do.

Every promise costs blood. Every safe place is temporary. Every kiss is a battle and every victory comes with a price.
But I’m not running. And neither are the men who’d raze everything to ash before they’d let me go. Not when we’re building something worth living for in a world that wants to devour us.

This complete five-book collection is the full saga of me and my men. A high-stakes, slow-burn reverse harem zombie apocalypse romance where family is forged in fire, hearts are claimed in chaos, and survival means embracing something more dangerous than the monsters at the gates.

⚠️ Alpha men who’d kill armies for her
⚠️ Protective savagery wrapped in devotion
⚠️ The wild one who never thought he could be loved
⚠️ The ex-gang member who bleeds loyalty
⚠️ The quiet protector who steadies her like gravity
⚠️ The dangerous bastard learning to be loved
⚠️ The broken shield learning to be soft
⚠️ A found family of eighteen fighting as one
⚠️ Zombies, bounties, and impossible odds

797 pages, Kindle Edition

Published February 12, 2026

About the author

Gwendoline Rose admits she’s not quite right. But who the hell wants to be? Maybe it was the steady diet of fairy tales spiked with horror. Maybe it was the cream cookies and undiagnosed autism.

Either way, she’s always rooted for the villain, questioned the happy endings, and wondered why the hell the princess would ever settle for Prince Beige.

Now she writes emotionally raw, hilariously unhinged romance for the beautifully broken, the chronically overstimulated, the neurodivergents, the survivors, the ones who feel too much and love even harder.

Diagnosed late with autism, cPTSD, and enough rare disorders to fill a bingo card, she now channels the chaos into characters who crave connection but have absolutely no idea how to do it “right.”

Her heroines are feral. Her men are emotionally constipated. And her stories don’t fade to black, they set it on fire.

If you’ve ever been told you’re too intense, too sensitive, too much… welcome home.