I wake up surrounded by death and my memories are gone. A man in a beige hazmat suit reaches his hand through the carnage. “Come with me if you want to live.” I know I’m supposed to know that from somewhere, but I don’t. I know the world outside me is not right. People either die or they are Rage Heads. Somehow, a virus got out that has turned people into red eyed freaks who eat flesh. They are fast, their flesh is rotting off their bodies and they have one goal—kill. I don’t know my mystery man in the hazmat suit, but he says I can trust him. He was at that lab looking for something. He claims not to have found it. He only found me. I see the way he looks at me when I ask what he was doing in that lab. I might feel safe with him, but he’s lying to me. He knows everything about me, including the nickname people used to call me, but he tells me I ask too many questions. Maybe I’d be safer on my own. The Pale Rider is Book 1 of End of Days, a Post Apocalyptic slow burn reverse harem romance. The harem will slowly grow as the books progress. The harem features the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

It’s the apocalypse, and apparently, I can’t trust anyone. Aeron had every opportunity to explain the horses that were haunting my drawings. I asked him several times about his crazy zombie killing horse. He omitted to tell me he was the Horseman of Death until Leif let it slip he was the Horseman of Pestilence when he introduced himself to me. I don’t know who I’m madder at—Aeron for lying to me or me for just ignoring all the clues and telling myself there was no way it was possible and trusting him. I’m trapped in a militarized city in Mexico with two of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. They say they are my friends, but are they really? Does Aeron actually care about me, or was that some big ruse to get me here so Leif could take my blood? Aeron is apologetic, but Leif seems to want to talk. Maybe he’ll actually tell me the truth about how my blood caused the apocalypse. The Black Rider is Book 2 of End of Days; a Post Apocalyptic slow burn reverse harem romance. The harem will slowly grow as the books progress. The harem features the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

The Horseman of War is on the scene and nothing about the apocalypse prepared me for Dice. I thought Aeron and his murdering horse were crazy. Try everything about Dice. I’ll bet his murder horse is even worse than Aeron’s. We’ve moved from Mexico to Dice’s base in Florida. If you’re wondering where all the military ended up after the war, they all follow the Horseman of War now. It must be his angel superpower because not only does he have planes and firepower here, he’s got people that can use them. He’s got people all over the freaking world. I don’t know the first thing about war. In fact, I slept through World War III. Dice has bombs ferreted away, but we aren’t using them to light my father’s ass up and send him back to Hell. The three Horsemen I’ve met so far have some long-term plan. So, Dice is fiddling with explosives to make them into a delivery device for Leif’s zombie killing serum without blowing the rest of humanity to kingdom come. Did I mention the part where we are letting a dude with a bright red mohawk and rainbow suspenders play with bombs? Because that part has me a little worried and I’ve already been chased by zombies and dealt with five trucks full of Nazis.

It’s the 9th inning stretch. All bets on the line. Time to kill the Antichrist. Asher is kind of a dick. I like Aeron, Leif, and Dice so much better. But I can’t focus on that right now. We have a mission. Stopping the end of the world. We have a date in Mexico at a little beachside estate when this is all over. I intend to make it. I’ve been experimented on, chased by Rage Heads, and don’t even get me started on the gang members. We’re in Washington D.C. I’ve got four angels and a baby blue baseball bat named Smurfette. We’re out numbered and outgunned by my father’s army of extra Bubbas. I still think we can do this