In the New Republic, every woman must marry five men.
It’s the law.
Welcome to the apocalypse.

Audrey would not hyperventilate. She would not hyperventilate.
So she was about to lose her virginity.
To the FIVE men she’d just married.
No big deal.
She just had to lay there. Right?
No big…
…
Who the f**k was she kidding?!
It was a big deal.
It was a huge, giant fu**king deal!

Before she knew it, and far before she was ready—because, again, who was she kidding, she wasn’t sure she’d ever be ready for this—she was being deposited on the bed.
Five men.
Her.
And one very large bed.

Apparently there wouldn’t be any waiting to consummate this marriage.


Please note that this book contains some dark elements and covers sensitive topics. Any reader that feels they shouldn't venture into this apocalyptic world of sometimes harsh realities should please consider before reading.