Adventurous Apocalypse Web Novels & Hate to Love Stories

An Overworked Corporate worker gets transmigrated into the body of the Villianess of her favourite novel — Vespera Veyne. She knows most of what has happened in the book. She knows a Wolf-Zombie apocalypse is coming in thirty days, she knows the original Villianess mistreated her husbands, and has two stepsisters who wanted everything she owned. She also knows her late father left billions in her name. In the original story, her stepsters siphoned all the inheritance and killed the Villianess during the apocalypse, leaving her poisoned and ripped apart by zombies while her husbands watched. Unfortunately for everyone, the Vespera who woke up in her bed was no longer the same woman. Armed with knowledge of the coming apocalypse, a fortune she had barely begun to understand, and a strange new ability she never asked for, she has thirty days to prepare for the end of the world. Food, medicine, weapons, clean water, and a safe place to survive. She needs all of them. But there's one little problem. Her three husbands want nothing to do with her. After years of mistreatment, they don't believe her sudden kindness is genuine. Everything she does for me looks more and more suspicious, and it's going to take a lot of effort to prove to them that she's changed. Can Vespera survive the apocalypse, protect her fortune, and somehow win over the three men who would rather see her fail? Or will her second chance end the same way as the first?

Amelia died believing she had nothing left to lose. Her family betrayed her, the world collapsed, and the husband she once kept at a distance died buying her five minutes to escape. Then she wakes up 180 days before the apocalypse. This time, Amelia knows what is coming. She has money, memories, and a strange new ability that could change everything. She plans to secure food, medicine, fuel, weapons, and a safe place before the sky turns black. But Amelia soon discovers she isn't the only one preparing. Someone else knows the apocalypse is coming. And they are buying the same supplies. Who else remembers the end?

The world is turning into a graveyard, and the graves are emptying faster than the living can bury their dead. A bite is a death sentence. The infected tear through families, schools, hospitals, entire cities. People barricade themselves inside their homes while their loved ones claw at the doors, begging to be let in with mouths full of blood. Those who escape spend their days scavenging through abandoned shops and their nights listening to the dead gather outside. Nina Calloway has watched the world become a slaughterhouse. She has seen people trampled over a bottle of water, strangers dragged from hiding places, and desperate survivors trade human lives for a few more hours of safety. Every place that promises shelter eventually becomes another feeding ground. The infection is spreading. Humanity is losing. And the worst part is that the zombies are only what everyone can see. Doom is older than the world humans built, older than their gods, their wars, and their countless attempts to cheat death. He does not need to infect anyone to destroy what humanity has made. His existence carries a consequence the living have never been equipped to understand. Now the dead are swallowing the earth, and the world is approaching a point from which it may never return. The last broadcasts have become recordings of people screaming. Entire populations have vanished between one sunrise and the next. Somewhere, a child is being eaten alive while armed men argue over whether the ammunition is worth wasting. The living have started locking their wounded outside, because mercy has become another way to die. And beneath the carnage lies a truth far more horrifying than any infected mouth. The answer is Doom. And humanity has already reached the beginning of its end.