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Bunker Down, Baby

A Twisted Stalker Reverse Harem Romance

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Bunker Down, Baby

By: Gwendoline Rose
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If my daddy taught me anything, it’s this: you don’t wait for the world to fall apart—you prep like hell before it does.
And let me tell you… it’s falling apart faster than anyone thought.
People are sick. The government’s cracking. Civilization? On its last gasps.
But me? I’m ready.
I’ve got land. Water. Power. Livestock. Enough canned goods to feed a small, horny army.
And now? I’m just collecting the men.
Five of them. Handpicked. Vetted. All their preferred supplies acquired.
I don’t want random strays in my bunker. I want assets. Useful, competent, resilient men who bring something valuable to the end of the world.
It just so happens that mine are also hot enough to cause dehydration.
Meet my collection:
💘 Dr. Evan Wolfe, my emotionally repressed ER doctor who hates how much he loves being manhandled.
💘 Dean Mercer, mechanic, menace, and the reason I can’t look at a wrench without blushing.
💘 Brock Tanner, the grumpy ex-sniper who threatened to kill me, and now spoons me in his sleep.
💘 Holden Graves, survivalist, ex-recluse, and low-key terrifying daddy figure with a knife kink.
💘 Wade Colter, the sweet-talking farmer who smells like hay, sunshine, and the kind of pleasure that ruin lives.
The world may be ending, but I’ve never felt more alive.
And my men? They’re not going anywhere.

This isn’t just a reverse harem. It’s not just a doomsday plan. It’s a love story, built out of MREs, restraint cuffs, and one very determined woman who knew the world was ending and made sure she didn’t do it alone.
There will be:
  • Homemade pancakes and inappropriate banter.
  • Buttered Pop-Tarts and bunker-bound bonding.
  • Utter filth. (Like… do not read this on public transport filth.)
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