Survival Game-Webromane & Ruthless Apocalypse-Geschichten

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 woke up as the villainess of an apocalypse novel, three months before my fiancé was supposed to murder me for my inheritance. Naturally, I canceled the wedding, exposed his affair, froze his family's accounts, and hired five dangerous men to keep me alive. There was just one problem: I recognized every single one of them. They were the future rulers of the apocalypse—and every one of them was supposed to become a monster. I only wanted protection until the world ended. I didn't expect five men to move into my house, fight over who got to sleep beside me, or fall in love with the woman the original story had condemned. But when the apocalypse arrives ahead of schedule and someone begins hunting us, I discover the most dangerous thing I've changed isn't the future—it's their hearts. How am I supposed to survive the end of the world when all five of its future rulers refuse to let me go?

Ariana Vale trusted the wrong people. When the world collapsed, her boyfriend Jason Reed and her closest friend Sabrina Cole took her food, locked her out of the last safe place she had, and left her to a horde. She died on the pavement. Then she wakes up in her own bedroom. The date on her phone is exactly three days before the Black Rain. At the same moment, an Apocalypse Survival System activates in her mind with one command: SURVIVE, ADAPT, EVOLVE. Ariana has 72 hours. She spends them like a general preparing for war. She sells what she owns, empties accounts and buys necessity. With the System's spatial storage she hides all of it in plain sight. Jason returns with sweet words and empty hands. She smiles and keeps her door locked. When the rain turns black, Ariana is ready, but ready is not safe. The System has rules, costs, and limits. Her apartment cannot last, and in the ruins of Asteria City she finds an underground facility already held by Damon Cross, a former military intelligence officer who sees a woman who knows too much. Suspicion becomes an uneasy alliance, and the alliance becomes the foundation of a fortress. As the collapse deepens, Ariana builds a survivor community with great specialist in different aspects. Old enemies want her back. And the world will not stay the same. Animals mutate. Humans evolve. Whole regions become Dead Zones where the rules of nature no longer apply. Deep inside those zones, Ariana finds messages from those who came before. This is the Seventh Cycle. Six civilizations have already failed. The System is part of the pattern, and her rebirth was no gift. To protect humanity, Ariana must decide how much of her own humanity she is willing to lose.

In her past life, Betony sacrificed everything for her family—only to be shoved into a freezing tidal surge by her ungrateful mother, cheating ex-boyfriend, and parasitic best friend. Reborn thirty days before the ocean swallows the world, Betony is done playing the dutiful savior. Armed with a secret spatial dimension ring and millions in liquidated assets, she secures a reinforced penthouse atop the highest granite ridge in the city—and prepares to watch her betrayers drown. But she isn't the only one preparing for the storm. Her neighbor, the elite and lethal Warrant Officer Zaid Macaulay, sees through her cold facade and recognizes her as his ultimate equal. As society crumbles, a ruthless power couple rises above the rising tides...

Vivian Ashford was supposed to die in chapter ten. Her husband was cheating, his family was selling her to a survival base, and the apocalypse was three days away. Then Claire woke up in her body, with the whole book memorized. By dinner, the cheating husband had lost his mistress and his fortune, and his mother had lost her place at the base. By midnight, the outbreak had started early, and Claire had locked the entire family out of the stockpile they stole from her. Now she has the supplies, a cold commander the book killed off too soon, and a stranger texting her warnings that were never in the story. But chapter ten has passed, and the book has no more pages. Everyone who wronged her wants her gone, and for the first time, even she doesn't know what happens next.

Mara gave them everything—her life, her work, her time, and everything she had to offer. She remained the only reason the Calder family survived the apocalypse. And how did they repay her? They threw her and her mother into the melting streets so that Jason’s dog’s new puppies could have a place in the safe haven she had created herself. When she receives the gift of a second chance and a stockpiling system, she vows not only to get the revenge she deserves but also to survive the apocalypse. However, despite her knowledge of what is to come, the road ahead remains uncertain and brings challenges vastly different from those in her past life, including a mysterious stranger who always seems to know more than he should.

Betrayed. Eaten alive. Reborn. In her past life, Evelyn Vance was the ultimate provider—funding her ungrateful husband’s lavish lifestyle and supporting his leeching family. Her reward? Being shoved into a pack of hungry, mutated beasts during the apocalypse so they could escape. Dying in the icy dark, she discovered the ultimate betrayal: her beloved daughter wasn't even hers, but the secret child of her husband and her own younger sister. Now, fate has sent Evelyn back three months before the cataclysm. Equipped with a powerful, expanding spatial realm and absolute immunity, Evelyn isn't playing the victim this time. Before the world burns, she’s stripping her ex of every cent, hoarding billions in survival supplies, and building an impenetrable subterranean fortress. When the end comes, her parasitic family will be begging at her blast doors. And Evelyn won't be opening them.

Left for dead by the man I loved. Reborn with a system built for absolute domination. In my past life, I was the Crescent Ridge Pack’s ultimate secret—an Omega orphan whose rare royal blood could heal any wound. I spent years letting Alpha Brandon drain my vitality to fund his military rise, believing his hollow promises of love. But when the cosmic Blood Moon apocalypse hit and feral beast tides overran our walls, Brandon pushed me directly into the jaws of the ravenous horde just to buy escape time for his secret human mistress. I thought that was the end. Instead, I woke up sixty days before the outbreak. This time, I refuse to play the sacrificial lamb. Standing before the entire pack council, I shatter the ultimate shifter taboo: "I reject you as my Alpha and my mate." The moment our bond breaks, a cold, mechanical chime echoes in my skull. I have awakened the Lycan Monarch System. While Brandon freezes my bank accounts to starve me out, my system grants me an infinite, bottomless pocket dimension and legendary evolutionary powers. I retreat to the human borderlands, liquidating millions in secret inheritances, hoarding heavy armaments, and mass-producing custom silver-alloy weaponry. Now, the countdown is hitting zero. The sky is turning a violent crimson, and the traditional packs are collapsing into feral madness from the inside out. Brandon is on his knees outside my unassailable valley fortress, weeping, bleeding, and begging for a drop of my life-saving blood. But I don't have time for a coward. I have a wasteland empire to expand, a system to max out, and a dangerously powerful, fiercely protective exiled Alpha King tracking my every move from the shadows. The old world belongs to the wolves who hunted me. The apocalypse belongs to me.