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[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] The Emperor’s runaway brides have formed a rebel group of scantily clad beauties trained in honey trap techniques. Delphi Chastain is their leader, a fiery beauty with a big axe to grind and a dream of freedom she’s willing to die for.

EXTRACT: ““Kiss me baby?” she breathed in her best babydoll voice.
“Are you sure?” he growled.
She nodded, fluttering her pretty green eyes at him.
He didn’t have to be asked twice. Alton pinned her arms above her head and kissed her roughly with all of the force of the desire he was feeling.
Three, two, one! she counted in her head. She bit his lip at the same time as she brought her knee up as hard as she could and kneed the man in the groin.
He grunted with pain and fell sideways off her, clutching his bollocks.
She leapt to her feet and sprinted off, picking up her belongings on the way past. 
“Thanks for saving me Commander,” she called cheerily at him as she ran away.
“Sorry about the crown jewels, but I’m not going back to the palace, so I don’t need them.”

Post-WW3 there’s just the Island, and it’s ruled by the Emperor. It’s back to the good old days of polygamy and keeping women covered and chaperoned. The Emperor has raised Delphi and seven other gorgeous girls in the palace to join his harem, training and surgically enhancing them, like treats in a fantasy smorgasbord. But the girls escape and sail off the Island to the uninhabited Mainland, now overrun by mutant tubiàn beasts created as weapons during the War. Hot on their tails are the Emperor’s Honour Guard.

Delphi leads the Girls over, under (^_-), and through the enemy, as they battle and tame beasts and men in their struggle to build an army to take down the Empire.

Can the girls survive on their own on the Mainland and build a rebel army? Are there any trustworthy men, or are they all the same? Can the Guards resist the charms of the warrior girls? Do they want to?

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Operation Honey Trap vs The Emperor of the Apocalypse

[Suggested song for this chapter: Dance For Me Wallis by Abel Korzeniowski]

Delphi looked around the Commander's cosy office, complete with a stone fireplace and messy piles of books everywhere. It looked more like a home study than a command post. No wonder his men were in such disarray, she thought.

She studied the Commander warily. He was an older gentleman, but he still looked like he could handle himself. He looked back at her with interest.

"Commander Andrew Seaton," he introduced himself to her. "You seem to have caused a big ruckus here this morning, young lady. I understand you want to talk with me. What do you have to say?"

She looked pointedly at his Sergeant. "It's confidential, Sir," she told him.

"Commander, she's armed with a dagger. I wouldn't recommend you being alone in a room with her," the Sergeant advised his leader.

Stupid, Dumb, Brave Girl