Novelas web e historias de First-Person POV Apocalypse

My husband abandoned me to die. Another man died saving me. Now, I have thirty days to change their fates. When the apocalypse destroys civilization, Vespera Wynn discovers the truth about her marriage. Trapped beneath the wreckage, she watches her husband, Corvin Ashbourne, choose his own survival over hers. Severin Veyr, a former military commander, risks everything to rescue her, only to disappear into the infected horde. She dies wishing she could have saved him. Then she wakes up thirty days before the apocalypse. Armed with memories of the coming catastrophe, Vespera knows what awaits humanity. This time, she refuses to remain helpless. She will secure resources, prepare for the collapse, and find Severin before fate claims him again. But Severin doesn't know her. Disciplined, suspicious, and unwilling to trust strangers, he questions her motives and her impossible knowledge. With disaster approaching, Vespera proposes an unconventional solution: marriage. She brings resources and strategic connections; he brings military expertise and the means to build a defensible sanctuary. Their arrangement is supposed to be practical, with clear boundaries and no promises of love. But sharing a life with the man she once watched die awakens feelings Vespera never planned for. As the infected spread and humanity descends into chaos, Severin begins questioning how his wife predicts dangers before they happen. And Vespera discovers that changing the future may cost more than she imagined. She has thirty days to prepare for the end of the world. Can she save the man who once saved her without losing her heart in the process?

After transmigration into an apocalypse novel as its doomed villainess, Helena Graves decides to abandon the original storyline and prepare for the coming zombie apocalypse. Armed with her inheritance and a mysterious Sanctuary System that rewards her for disrupting the heroine's plans, she transforms an old country estate into a survival sanctuary. But when the dead rise and the original story begins to unravel, staying alive becomes only the beginning of her journey.

He gave my place in the shelter I paid for to his mistress, then watched me die on the steps. The man I trusted. The "cousin" he swore was only family. Fifty-nine degrees of sun, and a door that never opened. Then I woke up in my own bed, ninety days before the sun came for the world. Now a glowing screen only I can see is giving me orders, and every one of them is a blow. Expose the cousin. Leave the boyfriend. Sell the house. Sell the company. While the whole city whispers that I've lost my mind, I'm buying every air conditioner I can find and hiding them where nobody will look. They don't know what's coming. I do. Somewhere in this city is the stranger who died trying to open that door for me. And when the heat arrives, everyone will come to my gate. The ones who left me outside will beg the loudest. I will not open it.