5 Survive Novels & Stories

I look away, unable to watch the ones that are unable to survive without whatever was in those tubes. “At the door, Zion,” Adriana warns. I swing the door open just as the guard turns the corner, rifle ready, but I’m faster and take the shot, hitting him between the eyes. Milena lowers the tubes, and we get the survivors; there are only 5 who are alive. We move as fast as we can, even though this will slow us down. “Leave them, and move,” Uncle’s voice comes. I know he’s right, but… I lift three up, tossing them on my shoulders as the ones who can walk a little better stagger along blindly.

Accidents. The joint cache system activated fully. Resources flowed between systems. Victor sent heating equipment to Grant. Alliance sent food to Victor. Grant provided fuel to both. Interdependence became survival. Week 145: The CDC broadcast brought devastating news. "This is Dr. Elizabeth Navarro with critical update. Global survivor count has been revised. We've lost contact with South American network. Australian group went silent three months ago. African coordination collapsed. Current reliable count: 150,000 survivors worldwide. Down from 250,000 six months ago."

They rained their fists again and again into the wretched duo. I turned my phone on and called a rescue squad member. Then, I led my other colleagues on a two-day survival mission. Queenie and Shawn didn't die, but it was a near thing. We tied them up and set them aside, keeping them alive on the barest minimum of food. I was going to deal with them after we got back to civilization. I was the one running the company behind the scenes, but everyone thought he owned the business. His company could never have gotten off the ground if it weren't for me.

he asked the live viewers with a humming tone. I winced when the Live Suicide notification rang multiple times, so I drew my gaze to it despite knowing what would happen to me. Comment box: @Clark Dallas: He is going to be killed! He is going to be killed! He is going to be killed! . He is going to be killed! He is going to be killed! He is going to be killed! . @Zeus Gomez Death! Death! Death! @Jean Coast Just kill him already. I’ve read a lot more comments, but practically all of them seem to look forward to my demise.

And I could guess that they have probably heard more about me. "Ladies and gentlemen," Ryan's voice cut through the massive pressure in the cage. At this stage, you will have to fight each other until death; no retreat, no surrender, and no mercy. Whilst only five of you will have to emerge as survivors, Ryan announced, and I could feel the hatred in his voice. "Seems today is the day after all," Kira elucidated beside me while giggling softly, and my heart flushed with happiness at the sight of her smile.

When he injected something into my shoulder, I did my best to remain silent. "Remember, '' he continued as he wiped the injection site with alcohol, "if you survive until dawn, you will be granted your freedom and sent to live in the free zone." If you do survive until dawn, you will be allowed your freedom. If you are captured, you become the property of the vampire who captured you, and it is up to that vampire to decide whether or not to keep you alive or immediately put you to death." I said, "Yes, Sir," although I was already aware of everything.

He signs to the best of his ability. ~Elizabeth no die.~ Elizabeth gives Bob a sad smile. “I know. I don’t intend to die you know!” Bob gives Elizabeth a wide smile. “I just… I just want David to be fine if worse comes to worst.” Bob thinks. ~Okay.~ “Good. I want you to protect David no matter what.” Bob nods. ~Protect David. Protect family.~ Elizabeth smiles. Her eyes become wet a bit at the thought of Bob losing David. According to David, Bob was the only survivor of his family. If he lost David, he would not be able to survive.

“Is Noah De Santos among the victims?” “Yep. At least three shots in the head.” I let out several curses before gritting out, “Any survivors?” Remo sucked in a sharp breath. “None.”

It had been five years since their favorite daughter and Sebastian's most beloved sister killed me! Just then, I felt a twinge in my heart. Ah, it turned out that our hearts would also feel pain even after we died.

Sylvie and Stella would show them soon enough. In a hurry, he rushed off again to Hope Camp. Today, fifteen people had reached the critical threshold. After conducting a round of operations, the result was four dead and eleven alive—and among those eleven survivors, one had actually awakened supernatural abilities. What surprised Ray was that this person was an old man. "Hahaha! I never thought I'd get a second spring in life!" the old man laughed loudly, raising both hands to the sky in arrogant defiance. Then he turned to the other ten survivors. "Die!"