Kiss Me After the War is a dark, intense romance set in the aftermath of a brutal conflict. Emily, a hardened commander, is assigned to capture Raphael, the brilliant enemy general. Expecting a monster, she finds a man equally broken. What starts as cold interrogation evolves into obsession and forbidden desire, as both grapple with shared guilt amid a collapsing political landscape. They must choose between duty and desire in a love story born from ruin, where forgiveness tastes like blood and passion rises from the ashes.
Chapter One:
The Fire Still Burns The city was dead, but it hadn't stopped breathing.
Emily stepped through the ruins, boots crunching over broken glass, bones, and the burnt remnants of banners that once meant something. Smoke still hung in the air, thick and sour like regret. The war was over officially but nothing about this felt like peace.
"Commander," Ruth called from behind, voice low. "He's awake."
Emily didn't stop walking.
She knew who Ruth meant. Raphael Laerin. The infamous general of the losing side. The man she had hunted for two years. The one who cost her friends, family, and sleep. Now he was in chains, locked beneath the palace that once stood proud over Kaerinth.
He should've been a corpse. He wasn't.
"Is he talking?" she asked without turning.
"Not yet. But he's smiling."
Emily's jaw tensed. That sounded like him.
She stopped at the edge of what used to be the throne room. The roof was gone. The fire had taken it during the last raid. And in the middle of the floor, cracked stone marked where a final shell had landed. The war's last scream.
And still, she didn't feel victory. Just hollow.
"Bring him to the hall," she said. Ruth hesitated.
"You sure you want to face him like this?"
Emily turned. Her face was cold steel.
"There's no like this. There's only now.
They dragged him in minutes later.
Raphael looked like hell bloodied lip, bruises blooming across his jaw, dark hair matted with sweat and ash. But his eyes...
Still sharp. Still dangerous.
"Commander Valen," he said as if greeting an old friend. "Didn't expect you to come down from your throne so soon."
"You're not worth a throne," she replied. "Just a grave."
He chuckled. "That's the first honest thing anyone's said all day."
Emily stepped closer, their heart steady but heavy. She didn't fear him not in the way soldiers feared monsters. She feared what he represented. The part of her that hadn't come back from the battlefield. The version of herself he saw... and recognized.
"You're going to sign the surrender," she said.
"I'll sign nothing." His voice was hoarse but sure.
"You've lost. You know that, right?"
He looked up at her, unblinking. "I know you think you've won."
She leaned in, just enough to taste the venom between them. "I should have you executed."
"Then why haven't you?"
Silence stretched like a blade between them.
Ruth stood at the edge of the room, watching. Waiting. She didn't trust him but lately, Emily wasn't sure Ruth trusted her anymore either.
Emily stepped back. "Put him in the lower cell. No food. No visitors."
Except her. She didn't say that part aloud.
As they dragged him away, Raphael glanced over his shoulder. "I'll still be here," he said quietly. "When the war inside you stops pretending it's peace."
And then he was gone.
Emily stood alone in the ruin, the wind howling like the ghosts she carried. She didn't shiver. She just stared at the place he'd been and whispered to herself.
"Then maybe I'll see you after the war."
"Listen, Gadreel Ødegaar," she looked at him, not hesitating this time. "It's my anniversary present for you. Let's divorce." *** Ivory Remington had sacrificed five years to look after her husband Gadreel who was in a vegetative state after an accident and a few months ago, he finally awakened like a miracle. She thought it was the start of their happy life but Gadreel still had no heart for her. On their anniversary and her birthday, she received a cheating video of her dear husband and her stepsister. Heartbroken, Ivory chose to quit this stupid game. She decided to set him free but the reason she left on the divorce agreement pierced Gadreel's noble pride. *** "Impotent? Are you serious?" He gripped her wrist and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes. "I'm a woman, Gadreel. I'm tired of being in a sexless marriage. Let's end it once and for all." "Sexless, huh?" he chuckled lowly and without warning grabbed her chin in between his hands, pulling her face closer. "Turns out my wife was so eager to get a man between her legs? "
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all—from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn’t return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel’s terminal illness and realized she didn’t have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
Becky endured three years of marriage to the cold-hearted Rory. In all that time, she naively reasoned that one day, he'd gradually come to like her. But the second he forced her to kneel down and humiliate herself, she knew she had been wrong about him. This man had no feelings for her at all. So why should she still love him? When Rory gave her the choice between kneeling down and divorcing, she didn't miss a beat and chose the latter. After all, why should she waste her youth on this scumbag? Wouldn't it be nicer for her to just have fun every day with her billion-dollar family fortune?