Dark Sunlight

Dark Sunlight

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Sep 15, 2025
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Romance
Shane thought her biggest worry was passing her Culinary Anthropology exams, not surviving the end of the world. A quick trip for breakfast sandwiches spirals into chaos when a sudden outbreak tears through her neighborhood, turning a party into a massacre. Stranded in her family's empty house with Malikai, his chaotic brother Sylvester, and Dom-the only survivors nearby-Shane is forced to balance trust, danger, and her own resourcefulness. Food preservation, barricades, and uneasy alliances become her new normal, but the infected outside aren't the only threat. Secrets, betrayals, and shifting loyalties inside the house may be just as deadly. Survival will demand more than strength-it'll demand trust, experiments, and risking her heart in a collapsing world. Got your rations and security blanket? Good. You might just need them for this one...
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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