Dark Romance Apocalypse Web Novels & Weak to Strong Stories

"Who needs love when I can see the future?" After being betrayed by my boyfriend and best friend, I died and then woke up five years into the past, bound to a mysterious system. The quest my System gave me—just two weeks before the zombie apocalypse—was simple: find the most dangerous man in the city and make him my protector. Unfortunately, that man is a psychopath. A mad dog everyone fears... and the only person capable of keeping me alive. With Foresight, a pocket dimension, and memories of the world's end, I intend to rewrite my fate. As long as I survive him first.

They took everything from her. Now she's building something they can't touch. Emma spent years as the invisible backbone of the Smith family, cooking, cleaning, working, sacrificing while her husband Derek and his adopted sister Rachel treated her like a servant. When they finally discarded her, they thought she would crawl back, desperate and broken. They were wrong. Now Emma lives across the street in the old farmhouse, a house she bought with cash they never knew she had, and she's not just renovating, she's preparing, stockpiling supplies, reinforcing walls and building a bunker. When the Smiths discover her wealth, their greed awakens. They want her back, they want her money and they want to control her again. But Emma isn't the woman they threw away. She's patient, watching, and she knows something they don't. The world is about to change, and when it does, the people across the street will come begging. She'll be ready.

I froze to death believing my husband would save me. He didn't. Frederick chose his mistress over me, leaving me to die while the world drowned in an endless winter. But when I opened my eyes again, I was three months before the apocalypse—with a second chance, a mysterious spatial dimension, and every reason to make my betrayers regret their choices. This time, love is off the table. Trust is a luxury. Survival is everything. I sell my company, gather hundreds of millions, and begin building a fortress no blizzard can breach. While everyone else laughs at my preparations, I stockpile food, medicine, weapons, and everything I'll need to outlast the frozen world. Then the temperature drops. The power fails. Society collapses. And the same people who abandoned me come crawling to my door, begging for warmth. Too bad the woman they left to die is gone. Now I'm the one holding the keys to survival