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HE DIED BEGGING FOR LOVE. NOW HE IS BACK TO BURN THE WORLD DOWN...and maybe fall in love along the way.

Genre: BL | Dark Fantasy | Revenge | 18+ | Apocalypse | Second Chance Rebirth

#BL #ZombieApocalypse #EnemiesToLovers #ColdMLxBrokenMC #DarkRomance #18Plus #TraumaRecovery #Revenge #PowerAwakening #SlowBurn #SupernaturalAbilities

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Everyone in the Capital knows about the notorious Greyson family—wealthy, powerful, and rotten to the core.

But the real scandal?

The arrival of the triplet illegitimate sons, dragged into the mansion like unwanted baggage after their mother died. 

The younger one, Asher Greyson, became the family’s favorite punching bag: mocked, overlooked, a stain on their perfect reputation.

All Asher ever wanted was to be loved.

What he got instead was betrayal and a death so cold it burned.

After dying at the hands of his half-sister, dissected like an animal for his rare lightning ability, Asher is reborn. But the world hasn’t ended…not yet. 

This time, he’s four months ahead of the outbreak. 

He won’t beg again.

He’ll become something terrifying that the world itself will kneel down and beg for mercy.

The apocalypse began with falling meteorites, shards of radioactive hell carrying the Z-virus. The purple moon will rise and black rain will follow. And from the ashes, ability users will be born…

Asher will be one of them.

But he’s not the only one walking through fire.

Commander Caspian Winters, the Ice Emperor, is haunted by dreams of a boy with lightning scars and crimson red eyes. A boy he doesn’t remember holding as he bled out. A boy he’ll soon meet again.

And when they collide, the spark is instant—dangerous, hungry, and inevitable.

[The man who once haunted Asher’s final days like a ghost, untouchable and unreadable, now stands before him under the glow of the purple moon. 

Caspian’s gloved hand tilts his chin up.

“You’re not what I expected,” Caspian murmurs, voice low and cold.

Asher’s lips curl faintly, eyes glowing crimson.

“And yet,” Caspian whispers, “You're exactly what I want.”

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“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” Asher’s voice breaks on the question.

Caspian doesn’t blink.

“Because every time I look at you…” he says, stepping closer, “…I feel like I’ve already lost you.”]

Asher swore he’d never trust again. But Caspian’s ice is the only thing that can soothe the storm inside him.

Let the world burn. 

Let the dead rise.

This time, Asher Greyson is taking back everything, his power, his revenge, and maybe… his heart.

The Reborn Young Master's Guide to Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse BL

Because trust won't stop bullets, but power might.

Asher stood by the stone fountain outside the Greyson estate, the morning fog curling around his legs like smoke.

The air tasted like rain and tension.

He adjusted the collar of his black coat, sharp and tailored, the fabric stiff around his broader shoulders.

Another reminder of how much he had changed.

He was no longer the fifth-born shadow that the Greyson family ignored.

"Car's ready," Tristan said, his voice low and precise.

Asher turned around to face Tristan.

The older man was dressed in his usual uniform of charcoal slacks, pressed coat, and gloves despite the mild weather.

There was nothing flashy about Tristan but there was something exact and very deliberate.

"You pulled strings for this, didn't you?" Asher asked.

"He doesn't meet with children. You are the exception."

Step Eleven: Know Who Owns the Weapons