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Love at World's End

[World's End: 02:23:59:53] Lauren Whittaker thought she had enough to deal with: a ruthless stepfamily, a neglectful father, and a life of endless work. But when a mysterious countdown virus appears on her phone, ticking toward what seems like the end of the world, things go from bad to apocalyptic. As society crumbles and terrifying monsters emerge, it seems no one is safe. Not even the military can hold back the tide of destruction. Just when Lauren thinks it can't get any worse, a blood-soaked stranger appears before her, speaking a language she doesn't understand. But there's one problem. She's seen him before... in her dreams. Kylar's pack has only one route for survival: to escape their dying world, as prophecy foretold. There's only one problem... Their ancient prophet has passed. In the new world, they enter into unfolding chaos. Monsters pour in from their world and others. It's a fight to survive, but there's hope. This new world is a land of abundant resources. He just needs to find their new prophet, and they can all survive. But when he does, everything's wrong. For one, she isn't Lycan. She's human. And he's inexplicably drawn to her, wanting to claim her for his own. Chaos is unfolding. Bodies line the streets. Lauren's fight for survival becomes a battle against fate itself. What secrets do her dreams hold, and why does this man want to keep her for his own...? DECEMBER 2024 NOTE-- Author has a broken hand and updates are slower than normal. Deepest apologies. Trying to get updates more normalized again!! -- This book contains: Dark themes, death, smut. (All hail the smut.) -- NOTICE: Mass release November 1!

Lenaleia · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
45 Chs

Kylar: Into the New World

KYLAR

"It's opening."

Nira stands beside me, her gaze fixed on the rift expanding before our eyes.

Tension crackles in the air, my pack behind me.

We're on the precipice of change.

I reach out through the pack bond, my thoughts cascading through the minds of every wolf present.

Be ready. We don't know what awaits us on the other side.

The rift grows, its edges shimmering as if beaten down with heat. The very air makes skin prickle and my tattoos writhe.

The tear in our reality widens, revealing glimpses of a world beyond our own.

Darkness greets us first, a night sky unlike any we've known. Pinpricks of light dot the expanse, but they're not stars. As the rift expands further, structures come into view. Towering monoliths of glass and steel in an alien landscape.

I can see trees.

This is not a dead land.

It is a place of abundance.