Apocalipsis Novela Novels & Stories

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked out at the apartment building in the distance. Flames were shooting into the sky, and faint screams carried through the air. Linda and Tyler had hidden from the zombies by climbing into a dumpster downstairs. They were curled up in the reeking trash, shivering as they fought over half a moldy bread roll someone had thrown away. Meanwhile, I took a sip of hot soup, warmth spreading through my whole body. This was what apocalypse life was supposed to feel like. Over the next three days, I followed Duke’s guidance and swept up supplies from nearly half the city.

"She'll have to accept the new reality sooner or later." I had no idea how long the apocalypse would last. Besides, the casualty rate of children was extremely high during the apocalypse. I would never stop Joyce from finding out how cruel this world had become. Once Joyce finally calmed down, Emmett and I began checking the doors and windows. Then, we started counting the supplies we had. When we heard the sounds of a car screeching to a halt outside the villa, Emmett quickly grabbed a rifle and moved to stand behind a window. I picked up a gun as well before joining him nervously.

Before I even realized it, our fingers had laced together, his grip firm. Oliver's face contorted with rage. He looked ready to snap, ready to unleash the same kind of violence he had used to punish me in our past life. But did it even matter? Before he could explode, the mediator called him outside for questioning. One by one, everyone was interrogated. By the end of it, my innocence was undeniable. The apocalypse was a global catastrophe. Anyone trying to use the zombie virus as a tool would first have to ensure they weren't infected themselves. That alone made it nearly impossible.

This story is entirely fictional. All places, names, characters, and settings of the novel are entirely fictional. They are in no way tied to real world events, or ongoing situations, besieged by the current society, although similarities can occur from time to time, during reading. By reading this novel, you do not hold the author responsible.

One could only imagine that if it were at its peak, just one move could probably easily destroy this place. Finally, the Apocalypse Insect shrank to only the size of several dozen meters, and its aura weakened drastically. Andrius’ heart trembled. The darned thing was finally going to die. However, at that moment, a sudden change occurred. Whoosh— At the final moment before its death, the Apocalypse Insect suddenly sprayed out a bloody liquid that shot toward Halle, who was undergoing the inheritance.

Sharon turned towards Alex. His expression unreadable. Daniel's voice became colder. "Do not let Alex take you to his bunker." The screen suddenly went black. A deafening explosion shook the resort. Sharon stumbling, Alex caught her before she fell. Then another explosion erupted outside. The western wall collapsed. Through the smoke, something enormous moved beyond the broken barrier. Not a normal infected, not human. Alex stared at it. Sharon felt the blood drain from her face. She remembered that creature, she had seen it only once in her previous life. It had appeared months after the apocalypse began. But now It was already here, And it was walking straight towards them.

The air grew cold, smelling of old dust and something metallic. Suddenly, the trees vanished entirely, opening up into a massive, sunken plaza. In the center stood a structure that defied logic—a crumbling cathedral made of black glass, its spires reaching toward the moon like frozen lightning. "We’re here," Dimas whispered, the camouflage effect beginning to flicker at the edges of his vision. "The trackers lost our trail," Rafael noted, looking back at the dark forest. "They stopped at the edge of the stone pillars. They won't come in here."

"Bodies. The ground split open. Swallowed them. Daniel. Sophia. The child." Marcus's face tightened. "A vision. The apocalypse is coming. You just saw a piece of it." I blinked. "So it's real. Everything you said." "Yes." The room steadied. I sat up fully. Daniel was gone. "He left when you hit the ground," Marcus said. "But he saw it. He saw something happen to you. He'll use it—say you're unstable, use it against you in the divorce." My mind raced. He was right.

“Not yet. He’s fighting… Somehow, he is fighting.” Bishop stepped forward, pale under the electric storm, his arrogance cracking. “You fools don’t understand! He’s beyond control. Azrael’s seed—it’s the apocalypse in a body!” Vex’s face twisted into something dark, a smile with no humour. “Then why aren’t we celebrating?” Because, I realised with icy clarity, that victory was impossible. Luca’s energy surged outward, consuming cars, tearing buildings, and ripping chunks of asphalt into the air. The Serpents we had seen arriving moments before were obliterated by mere proximity.

I lifted my head to see what happened to Apocalypse. To my surprise was there a big hole in the ceiling and lots of debris and rubble mixed with wooden beams. I got up and walked over to what was over of the ceiling. I heard some groans coming from under the debris. Apocalypse was barely alive and stuck under big stone pieces and wooden beams. “You have to do better and more than this to stop me, you pathetic woman.” She coughed and spitted a clot of blood.