Reborn Before The Climate Apocalypse
When Mia Carter is brutally sacrificed to a zombie horde by her cheating boyfriend Jason and her manipulative stepsister Sabrina, she dies cursing their names only to awaken 48 hours before the apocalypse strikes.
Equipped with a newly awakened Spatial System that grows as she prepares, Mia wastes no time. She publicly exposes Jason and Sabrina, reclaims her stolen assets, sells her company for millions, and constructs an impenetrable underground bunker. When the outbreak hits her city earlier than expected, Jason is bitten and abandoned by Sabrina, leaving Mia to deliver his ultimate end. But as Mia builds a self-sustaining sanctuary to brave scorching heatwaves, freezing blizzards, and apocalyptic floods, Sabrina is captured by a rogue scientific organization and transformed into a sentient mutant "Zombie Queen."
While Mia expands her space from a small storage locker into a thriving mini-world, Sabrina unleashes a terrifying, evolving zombie army. To survive the end of the world, Mia must rely on her growing abilities, her loyal allies, and her unstoppable space to defeat her mutated sister once and for all.
Basahin
Chapter: CHAPTER 57 — I CAN’T SAVE EVERYONEDust and pulverized concrete filled the morning air like a thick, choking fog.CRACK-RUMBLE-KABOOM!The northern perimeter wall, already compromised by the raiders' siege engines, finally gave out. A massive fifty-foot section of heavy stone and reinforced rebar collapsed inward with a deafening roar, sending high waves of debris crashing down onto the eastern residential block!"Civilians trapped under the upper foundation!" Kai shouted from his observation perch, racking his rifle bolt back as small groups of scavengers pushed through the dust cloud. "Boss! We've got enemy stragglers pushing past the breach, and the central medical tent is taking fire!""Mia!" Adrian called out, his broadsword humming with low, steady arcs of blue lightning as he held the main breach line beside Leo. Sweat and dirt streaked his face, but his voice was crisp, commanding, and absolute."We have three immediate crisis sectors: the trapped civilians under the residential collapse, the medical inventory s
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Chapter: CHAPTER 56 — THEY CAME FOR MY SPACEThe heavy steel suppression field hummed like a angry nest of mechanical hornets, making my teeth ache and turning my dark fire into a pathetic wisp of purple smoke. "Look at the little firecracker, she can barely light a birthday candle!" mocking laughter echoed from the lead armored truck as a hulking guy in black plate armor stepped through the dust. He carried a heavy, double-barreled net gun and wore a silver badge stamped with the Wasteland Integration Force logo. "I can still light your pants on fire with a wooden match, turnip face!" I barked back, spinning my steel daggers in tight, lethal circles despite the nauseating pressure pushing down on my core channels. "Take her down! Don't damage her skull—we need her brain intact to extract the spatial coordinates!" the leader bellowed, waving his heavy gloved hand. Eight black-armored soldiers surged forward at once, wielding insulated shock batons that crackled with high-voltage yellow sparks! "Not on my watch!" Adrian roar
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Chapter: CHAPTER 55 — BETRAYED FROM INSIDEThe heavy black-armored trucks idling outside our perimeter wall looked like giant iron cockroaches on wheels. "Deliver ten thousand gallons of water and fifty crates of food?!" Ethan shrieked from behind the sandbag barricade, holding his flour-dusted wooden ladle like a bayonet. "Do they think Mia's Space is an all-you-can-eat buffets with a drive-thru window?!" "Keep your head down, Ethan!" Kai shouted down from the watchtower, adjusting his secondary rifle sight while squinting through the dust cloud. "Boss, their lead truck is packing a modified heavy turret! And look at their chest plates—they've got specialized suppression rods clipped to their tactical vests!" "They came prepared for ability users," Adrian said coldly, stepping up to the gate railing. Blue lightning crackled along his shoulders, humming with high-voltage static that made the dust particles float around his boots. "They didn't just guess Mia was here. They had exact coordinates and inventory numbers." "Whic
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Chapter: CHAPTER 54 — THE WATER THIEF"Who takes twelve fifty-gallon water barrels in the middle of the night without waking up Kai?!" I shouted, kicking an empty wooden pallet across the storage barn with a loud bang! BANG-CLACK! "Hey! I was on watch duty, not night-vision ghost hunting!" Kai yelled from the doorway, rubbing his bloodshot eyes and clutching a lukewarm mug of instant coffee. "The lock on the secondary reservoir tank wasn't picked—it was opened with a master key standard code!" "A master key code means an inside job," Nora said, crouching near the drainage grate with her diagnostic scanner out. She pointed a gloved finger at fresh, wet tire tracks in the mud. "Twelve barrels of purified water vanished between two and four this morning. That's nearly fifteen percent of our daily coalition reserve." "Fifteen percent?!" Ethan squeaked from behind a stack of grain sacks, holding a wooden wooden ladle like a weapon. "Doc, that's enough water to make three hundred pots of tactical noodle soup! We are facing
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Chapter: CHAPTER 53 — ADRIAN’S COMMAND"If another faction leader tries to flip a table at me, I am going to freeze their chair to the floor!" I announced loudly, marching into the central coalition tent and slamming a heavy stack of water distribution schedules onto the wooden field desk. SLAM! "Mia, calm down. Diplomacy is a delicate art," Adrian said smoothly, not even looking up from his tactical map. He was leaning over a topographic grid with a blue grease pencil, his uniform collar neatly buttoned despite the residual desert heat. "Art?! Sparky, that guy with the camo vest literally tried to chew on a wooden pencil because he didn't want to share three barrels of well water!" I threw my hands up in exasperation, pacing across the dirt floor. "You can't negotiate with turnips who don't understand basic math!" "They understand math just fine," Adrian replied calmly, tracing a blue marker line between the Valley Dam Station and the Ridge-Gate Compound. "They simply calculate that fighting us is cheaper than rat
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Chapter: CHAPTER 52 — THE WATER WAR"If those two groups start shooting each other over a rusty pipe, I am going to freeze every single water drop in that reservoir and make them chew on ice cubes for a month!" I whispered loudly, crouching behind a cracked concrete barrier with my dark blade resting on my shoulder. CLINK! "Mia, lower your voice. We're supposed to be a neutral peacekeeping delegation, not an angry ice-cream vendor," Adrian muttered, peering through his binoculars at the shimmering heat haze rising off the Valley Dam Station asphalt. "Peacekeeping is a lot harder when both sides brought rocket launchers, Sparky!" Kai hissed from my other side, frantically wiping sweat off his secondary rifle scope. "Look at the North Ridge guys on the dam wall! They've got sandbags stacked three high and a heavy machine gun pointed right at our truck hood!" "And look at the Highway Raiders parked on the access road," Leo grunted, pointi
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Breaking the Ice with My Fake Boyfriend
Six years. That’s how long I gave to Gavin, helping him train, secure his spot in the minor leagues, and build his status. I thought we were destined. But when I caught him with another female in the apartment I paid for, my world shattered. Seven months later, the final insult arrives: a gold embossed invitation to his mandatory Pack Unity Cruise. He wants me there to watch him flaunt his new life. He thinks he left me a broken, packless nobody.
He thought wrong.
I don’t just find a plus-one to ruin his night. I march straight into the private, heavily guarded training sanctuary of Kaelen Vane—the terrifying, dominant True Alpha captain of the Boston Frost Giants, and my ex’s absolute idol. Kaelen is a lethal god on the ice and a ruthless king off it, famous for his icy detachment and a rule never to touch the same woman twice. But Kaelen is facing a suspension from the Council unless he can prove his inner beast is tamed by a steady, respectable mate.
We strike a mutually beneficial, completely forbidden deal. We fake a fated-mate bond. I get to completely shatter my ex’s fragile ego on that cruise, and Kaelen gets the Council off his back. It was supposed to be a strict, business-only arrangement. But the second Kaelen’s dark, smoky Alpha scent wraps around me, my inner wolf wakes up with a roar. And Kaelen’s eyes aren't looking at me like a business partner they're glowing gold with a hunger that says he has no intention of ever letting me go
Basahin
Chapter: Chapter 40: The High-Rise Executive SanctumThe quiet, rhythmic swish of sleet striking the reinforced triple-paned glass of the penthouse study was the only sound bridging the gap between the wild mountain wilderness we had left behind and the sprawling, glittering concrete jungle below.Outside, the city lights stretched out like a sea of frozen diamonds, a stark reminder that our isolated sanctuary had officially come to an end. Inside, the penthouse office was a quiet, shadow-draped vault of dark mahogany, hand-stitched leather panels, and the deep, heavy heat of a True Alpha who had spent the five-hour drive back to the city quietly radiating a silent, overbearing possessiveness.I stood before the massive, custom-built executive desk, my fingers trembling slightly as I plugged my diagnostic tablet into the main wall terminal to sync our off-site data with the team's local server. The digital interface instantly began downloading three days of backlogged medical clearances, travel logs, and league compliance notifications.
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Chapter: Chapter 39: The Solarium SanctuaryThe brilliant, almost blinding glare of morning sunlight reflecting off fresh alpine drifts spilled through the floor-to-ceiling glass panels of the chalet’s private solarium.Outside, the storm had finally broken, leaving behind a pristine, silent world of heavy white snow weighing down the branches of the towering pines. Inside, the temperature was a humid, tropical contrast, maintained by the continuous steam rising from the sunken slate jacuzzi. The air was thick with the scent of chlorine, heated stone, and the unmistakable, deep aroma of wet cedar and frost—the lingering physical signature of a True Alpha whose biological claim had spent the night settling into every corner of the room.I sat on the edge of the heated slate step, my bare feet skimming the warm surface of the water as I held a wireless telemetry patch. The small blue light on the sensor pulsed slowly, trying to establish a connection with the team's main medical database to register Kaelen’s resting autonomic rec
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Chapter: Chapter 38: The Alpine Hearth IsolationThe rhythmic, heavy scratching of frozen pine branches against the thick, double-paned leaded glass of the chalet windows was the only external sound that penetrated the deep, silent warmth of the private penthouse suite.Outside, the mountain blizzard had escalated into a total whiteout, completely cutting off the high-altitude resort from the valley below and suspending all standard team travel coordinates. Inside, the vast timber-frame room was illuminated only by the deep, amber glow of a massive floor-to-ceiling fieldstone fireplace. The air was thick, heavy, and almost tangible—saturated with the dry heat of crackling birch logs, the clean, sharp scent of mountain snow, and the overwhelming, territorial static of a True Alpha who had successfully isolated his mate from the rest of the civilized world.I sat curled on the edge of a massive, low-slung leather hearth bench, my fingers trembling slightly as I attempted to navigate the administrative layout of my secure tablet. The s
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Chapter: Chapter 37: The Private Transit VaultThe steady, low-frequency hum of heavy-duty winter tires carving through thick highway slush was the only sound inside the darkened passenger cabin of the custom Mercedes Sprinter.Outside, a late-season blizzard was rapidly blanketing the interstate in a blinding sheet of white, reducing the passing headlights of occasional semi-trucks to faint, ghostly halos against the double-paned glass. Inside, the environment was a climate-controlled sanctuary of dark leather, polished wood veneers, and the thick, suffocating warmth of a highly concentrated True Alpha pheromone cloud. I leaned my head against the soft, integrated headrest of the oversized captain’s chair, watching the tiny blue indicator light of my personal mobile terminal flash in the darkness of the armrest console. The device had been vibrating at regular three-minute intervals for the last two hours."If the director of team operations matches the digital toll logs of this vehicle with the departure timestamp of the charte
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Chapter: Chapter 36: The Digital Analysis SuiteThe rhythmic, high-frequency clicking of the automated video editing console provided a sharp, mechanical cadence to the dim silence of the coaching theater.I stood behind the tiered leather seating row, my fingers methodically logging post-game physiological data into an encrypted terminal just to keep my focus grounded. The final buzzer had sounded thirty minutes ago, securing a hard-fought road victory, and the rest of the roster was already clearing out toward the team charter buses. Instead of joining the medical staff in the primary training complex, I had isolated myself inside the upper production booth to finalize the tracking coordinates. The enclosed space was heavily insulated, smelling of warm electronics, anti-static spray, and the unmistakable, suffocating ozone heat of a True Alpha whose system was undergoing a total metabolic reset.Kaelen didn't announce his arrival. The heavy acoustic door clicked shut, and suddenly his massive shadow completely blocked out the glo
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Chapter: Chapter 35: The Primary Recovery BayThe rhythmic, pressurized hiss of the cryotherapy decompression tanks provided an almost clinical metronome to the silence of the primary recovery suite.I stood by the stainless-steel prep counter, unboxing a fresh set of sterile kinesiotherapy bands just to keep my hands busy. The first period buzzer had echoed through the floorboards ten minutes ago, signaling the start of the intermission. Instead of remaining in the crowded team garage or the high-visibility training room, I had retreated deep into the facility's specialized hydro-recovery vault. The air here didn't smell like the typical arena dampness; it was heavily charged with medical-grade oxygen, rubbing alcohol, and the sharp, undeniable static electricity of a massive territorial presence. Kaelen was leaning against the tiled wall near the plunge pools, his chest still heaving from twenty minutes of high-intensity ice time."The assistant coaches are expecting you back in the video room for the tactical breakdown in exac
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