How am I surviving the apocalypse, you ask? Easy. I’m not. Apoca-WHAT?! A marine, a doctor, and a zombie, make an entrance and act like I’m supposed to know what to do with them. Usually, if it rained men, I’d being singing some sweet hallelujahs. I’m singing alright, but it was more from the kick to my metaphorical manhood. Still, I’d need all the help I could get. WARNING: A past with abuse that’s lightly mentioned for the FMC. PTSD reactions from one of the men. M/M sex scene in chapter 32.

If you had to survive the Apocalypse, could you do it? What do you get when you find a male that uses a broom to fight, one that trips on air, and one that can’t be serious to save his life? Throw in my badass girlfriend and you’ve got my apocalyptic harem. Welcome to Lypse, B\*tch. WARNING: This book contains a few F/F scenes. Along with kinks that might make some people uncomfortable. Read at your own risk. 18+