The World’s Worst Apocalyptic Romance in the Galaxy

The World's Worst Apocalyptic Romance in the Galaxy

By Van Millvele

Delkcoda and her adorable crush, Allen, are making their way through an apocalypse started by their employer.

They will live their best lives if the robots, zombies, and tanks don't kill them first.

Betty isn't your average TV show host. She has a second business, turning people into living zombies forced to work in her drug empire and to locate a hunk for her ex-husband's soul to inhabit.

Warning: The Worst Apocalyptic Romance in the Galaxy is for readers who enjoy PG to PG13 monster movie tropes of the 1950s, 1980s, and early 1990s complete with ill-timed comedy and an awful title. Van filled the pages with massive amounts of cheesy dialogue, unneeded suspense, and pointless food references.

You're out of luck if you enjoy novels with spicy times and hideous cliffhangers.

Excerpt:

3D printed hands reached for Delkcoda's throat.

"Come with me or die, repulsive humanoid." The rusted Killer Robot resembled The Wizard of Oz's Tin Man repurposed for a low-budget horror movie, where the robot annoyed the audience with cheesy dialogue.

Delkcoda backed away and sprinted through the woods. The ground trembled from bombing in the distance, and she lost her balance.