Apocalipsis Novels & Stories

“If Vale is alive, he may be the only person who can explain what happened at Blackridge.” Elena looked out at the darkening streets. In her previous life, she had believed the apocalypse began when the first infected person attacked. Now she understood that the disaster had started long before anyone screamed. And someone was still working to keep its origins hidden. Her phone vibrated. An unknown number. A photograph appeared on the screen. It showed Elena and Adrian leaving Northstar Medical Complex earlier that day. Beneath the image was a single message. YOU HAVE UNTIL TOMORROW MORNING TO STOP DIGGING. A second message arrived before she could respond. OR WE WILL MAKE SURE YOU NEVER SEE

The last thing Mara Bennett saw before she died was her mate closing the safe-zone gate in her face. Ryan had chosen Claire—the woman he had loved before Mara—and left his mate outside to die when the apocalypse turned the world into a nightmare of storms, starvation, and bloodshed. Mara had sacrificed everything for Ryan and his pack. In return, she received betrayal. Then she wakes up sixty days before the apocalypse. Twenty-four again, with every memory of her first life intact, Mara refuses to waste her second chance. Before Ryan can destroy her twice, she rejects him, walks away from his pack, and reclaims the wealth and power she once surrendered. While everyone calls her para

But this time, she had sworn to herself that she would do everything possible to save him, no matter what it took. “Listen, Lucian. I know you can't remember what happened in our past life, but this is crucial.” She paused, her voice growing more urgent. “The world is coming to an end in ninety days. I'm not saying this because I want to frighten you. No, I've seen it happen right before my eyes, Lucian. Everything you see around you now will go extinct.” She pointed towards the television mounted on the wall. “This is just the beginning.”

The apocalypse was raging outside, but inside her fortress, there was peace. She opened her eyes and checked the status of the external cameras. The black hail was still falling, its toxic particles accumulating on the mountain's surface like a deadly frost. The temperature was still dropping, the wind still howling. But the bunker was holding, its walls thick enough to withstand anything the apocalypse could throw at it. The cameras showed a world in chaos—trees snapping under the weight of ice, roads buried under drifts of black slush, buildings collapsing under the pressure. It was a scene from a nightmare, and Clara was watching it from the safety of her sanctuary.

It had actually reached from America to the Atlantic! “What is tha…” *Woomp* The next minute the adorations of men turned into screams of horror as what seemed like the apocalypse descended right on earth, as soon as the lights touched earth it went on traveling, moving forward and devouring, anything it touched that wasn’t humanly crumbled up into dust and any living thing encountered turned into oblivion like they never existed. People screamed as they watched this insanity happen, who could ever believe that the apocalypse that would come on Earth would suddenly descend and eliminate all humans without warning?

was. A surreal scene unfolded before me, a canvas of raging flames consuming everything in their path. The air was thick with the acrid scent of burning, and distant wails and cries echoed, adding a haunting soundtrack to the inferno. I stood frozen, unable to tear my gaze away from the apocalyptic spectacle.

After I was done, I quickly returned to my hostel to open up my box of bottled water. This was the big surprise I prepared for everyone. I wanted to see if they could survive the apocalypse with whatever was in the box, which was more than twenty bottles of hot sauce.

“Anybody... help...” The coughing wouldn’t stop. My lungs ached, and the pressure crushing my legs seemed worse with every passing breath. I kept calling out between the spasms, my voice cracking while I wondered if this was how it ended, buried, broken, and alone under a mountain of concrete while the rest of the world kept falling apart above me. And through all of it, one question kept circling in my head: where was the vampire lunatic? He had ordered me to run. He had been fighting the red-eyed horde right before the building collapsed. Why couldn’t he hear me screaming? Was he dead under another pile of concrete?

He takes me into his arms, “Shhh it’s alright. Wanting to see the best in people is not a bad quality Noelle. It just means the world we live in now is wrong in so many ways. Besides, the fight is far from over yet.” He gives me a soft kiss on my forehead, and we go stand at the wall to look at what is going to happen. The darkness slowly clears, and we can see Hades opening up some kind of por-tal. I am assuming he could only open this portal with my powers. As the portal grows big-ger the grounds start to shake. 4 men on horses slowly appear through the portal and I know immediately it is pestilence, war, famine, and death. Hades has brought the apocalypse by opening a portal to the deepes

“It could be a few months, a few years, or a few days,” Jim said in response. “Boss, before Apophis truly becomes a God, we must assemble the five magic books to help you become a God.” Tyr took a deep breath and asked, “Where is the fifth book?” Jim continued to deduce and analyze with the Nostro Compass. In the end, he concluded, “The fifth book is the Torment Manuscript, but our nation is currently experiencing peace rather than turmoil.”