Mystery Apocalypse Web Novels & Independent Betrayal Stories

What if the man you loved threw you away like you were nothing, the moment he no longer needed you? What if he did it in the middle of the end of the world, and left you to die in the worst way possible? That is exactly what happened to Serelle. She gave Cassian everything for two years, her food, her safety, her heart, only to find out he had a wife the whole time. When she stopped being useful to him, he threw her outside to the zombies and let them finish her. But death was not the end of her story. Fortunately for her, and very unfortunately for everyone who wronged her, Serelle wakes up three months before the apocalypse with a strange new system inside her head. This time she has power. Mind Control to bend people to her will, a Spatial Inventory that can hold endless supplies without anyone ever finding them and a Con Playbook made for taking money from people who will not need it much longer anyway. She is done being kind. She is done being used. Serelle spends every single day preparing, hoarding food, medicine, weapons, and fuel, while turning her pain into pure, calculated revenge. Her father, her family, and the man who killed her once already have no idea what is coming for them. The apocalypse is only three months away. Serelle Vale plans to make sure that when it arrives, she is the one holding all the power, and everyone who hurt her pays for it in full.

I died in the apocalypse after being betrayed by the people I trusted most. Then I opened my eyes and found myself five years before the world was supposed to end, with every memory of my first life still intact. This time, I won’t waste those five years trusting the wrong people or waiting for disaster to arrive. I’ll make money, gather resources, secure a hidden property, build my own fortress, and prepare quietly while everyone else continues living as if they still have a future. But revenge is only the beginning. The more I change, the less the future resembles the one I remember. The apocalypse is coming. And this time, I decide what happens next.

The last thing Nessa Calder remembers is her husband's hand closing the rescue-boat gate. There was room for his mistress. There was room for the supplies Nessa had carried through a drowning city. There was no room for her. Then she wakes sixty days before the first storm. This time, the thirty-two-year-old cold-chain engineer refuses to sign away her mother's depot, leaves her marriage, and spends her inheritance on the things the coming apocalypse will make priceless: clean water, heat, medicine, and doors that hold. A strange storage space gives her a small advantage. It cannot make food, shelter a person, or tell her which memory will fail next. Her preparations attract Gideon Shaw, a former maritime rescue commander with his own boat, equipment, and reasons to distrust people who promise safety. Their first agreement concerns a damaged loading berth. The next could decide who survives the flood. As power fails and the streets disappear, Nessa's husband returns to demand a place inside her gates. So do neighbors, desperate strangers, and an old friend whose loyalty has a price Nessa does not yet understand. Protecting her supplies is becoming easier than deciding whom to protect with them. Then the temperature drops weeks before it should, and an enemy reaches a supply route she told only her closest companions. Nessa has survived this world's ending once. Who has already made her preparations part of theirs?