روايات وقصص إلكترونية من فئة Apocalypse وعن Action وتضم Independent وتدور في Revenge

In my first life, I was Preston’s combat quartermaster. I kept his team fed, fortified their perimeter, and crushed my knee hauling rations—only for him to strip my winter coat, seize my sidearm, and drop the iron bolt on the airlock hatch. “In the field, we don’t bleed rations on dead weight.” Those were his last words before the freezing sleet and starving scavengers finished me off. Now I’ve woken up seven days before Zero Hour. A solar superflare is about to burn out the power grid and freeze the city solid. But this time, my grandmother’s pendant has opened a hidden void in my mind—a dark space where time stands still, boiling soup stays scalding forever, and nothing ever rots. While Preston pressures me to sign over my late mother’s townhouse to cover his gambling debts, and my parasite sister—who wrapped herself in my blanket while I froze—screams about rent money, I get to work. Fifteen thousand pounds of grain and clean water. Eight hundred piping-hot meals. Heaters, fuel, trauma kits—and a three-hundred-pound steel door bolted eight inches into the cinderblock. Then I hand Preston to the loan sharks hunting him. When the sky turns violet and the transformers explode, he comes sprinting to my door, begging me to open it. Goodnight, Preston. This time, I’m the one who locks the door.

In her past life, Seraphina (Sera) starling was used as human meat-shield fodder during the zombie/mutant apocalypse by her greedy ex-fiancé and her manipulative stepsister. After dying a brutal death, she opens her eyes—waking up 30 days before the apocalypse on the exact day she was supposed to sign over her inherited billionaire estate to her ex. This time, she awakens an ancient Spatial Dimensional Ring with an Infinite Storage & Duplication System. Armed with 30 days, billions in liquid cash, and zero mercy, Sera liquidates her enemies' assets, hoards millions of tons of food, weapons, and medical supplies, and builds an impenetrable fortress base. When the world ends and her betrayers come begging at her iron gates, she's sipping hot cocoa in a climate-controlled sanctuary.

After being used as a human shield and thrown to zombies by her husband and in-laws, Mira Lin dies in agony. She regresses thirty days before the outbreak with her memories intact, a secret $45 million inheritance, and a cheat Infinite Space System. She divorces her husband, buys a military-grade villa, and spends tens of millions hoarding endless food, weapons, and survival gear. When the apocalypse hits, Mira lives in luxury inside her fortress while her ex-family starves outside her gate. As the mutated horde grows, she leverages her system to dominate the new world order.

He locked the gate and watched the infected tear me apart. My husband stood on the safe side, eyes cold, and told me the truth with his final words: “You should have been the one who died that day.” He had always loved her. They even had a child together. I was just the wife who dragged him onto the last helicopter and left her behind. I died with his betrayal in my ears and his child in my stomach. Then I opened my eyes two years before the apocalypse. Same husband. Same mistress. Same soft, disposable wife they thought they still owned. But the woman who used to beg and sacrifice is already dead. This time, I will not save him. This time, I will not share a single resource. This time, when the world ends, I will be the one standing behind the locked gate… Watching them both beg.

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.

Shot by her fiancé. Scapegoated by her sister. Torn apart by ice monsters in a -60°C apocalyptic hell. Cecilia Smith died clutching her bleeding wound while the people she loved stole her supplies and left her to freeze. Then she woke up. 30 days before the world froze over. This time, she isn't playing the sacrificial victim. Armed with her $5 billion inheritance and an Infinite Pocket Dimension System, Cecilia launches the most insane hoarding spree in human history: Trillions of calories of food—stored in perfect time-stasis. Millions of gallons of arctic fuel—siphoned into her private void. An impenetrable titanium mountain fortress—built by a lethal military titan who would burn the world for her. When the sudden global freeze hits, humanity descends into chaos. Her traitors freeze in the dark, starving and banging frantically on her blast doors, begging for a single grain of rice. Cecilia just sits warm inside her paradise, sipping hot coffee, and watching them freeze. “You threw me to the wolves,” she whispers. “Now beg.”