Apocalypse Fiction Novels & Stories

"Nobody knows how long this smog will last. The authorities have taken a huge hit, too. I doubt they have the manpower to deal with abandoned properties anytime soon. You might as well stay here." The apocalypse was nothing like normal life. No one was filing death certificates or updating property records. Unless someone reported a house or the authorities launched an inspection, they had no way of knowing which properties had been abandoned. And inspections took manpower they simply didn't have. After the smog came acid rain. The disasters never gave anyone a chance to recover. That settled it for the others. "Alright. We'll sell our apartments too and use the money to buy glass." A volcan

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?

His sentence sent chills down my spine, chills accompanied by great discomfort. Light fades I felt my heart clench and it was hard for me to speak up. "What is going on." Khloe asked Raphael who acted hastily. "Khloe, we are late, the prophecy has gone into script." "The harbingers of the apocalypse are set out to bring chaos to your kind," "human and supernatural." Khloe suddenly drowned in confusion, not understanding what Raphael said. Contradictorily, it was clear to me. I understood it all.

she continued, “there’s this sound. Not thundering, something far worse. Like the sky is breaking. People start screaming. Some run, others freeze. Buildings begin to shake, then topple. Now you’re caught in the middle of chaos. You can’t find shelter. The earth shakes beneath your feet, lightning splits the sky, and the sun and the moon both go dark. You can’t even remember the last time you saw real sunlight. The world feels like it’s ending.” A long silence. Calvin’s breathing was slower now, measured. Finally, he opened his eyes. “Do you believe in the apocalypse?”

Else, there'd be nobody, none on earth. I did the only thing that made sense. I jumped. And fell to my death. I woke up with a start, looking around. I was in detention. I never thought I'd ever be glad to see myself in detention. "I saw something, something I don't understand. But I was there. I saw it" I said trying to make myself understood. It seemed like I was rambling. Figures. "Guys," I said as soon as I calmed them down. "The Apocalypse is coming, don't ask me how I know, I just do." Damn. That sounded way better in my head.

Fallon: It was kind of a crazy night. Cage had brought up a few board games, and we ended up eating far more than we should have. In fact, we made it our mission to finish as much food as possible. I don't even know why. I guess we just kept picking at the things that would go bad first. By then, the apocalypse had already been going on for a few weeks or probably over a month. At first, it spread through the rogue community.

Thanks to an explosion that had occurred in a research lab, an unknown substance was leaked to the world. This was the start of the apocalyptic era, where humans could get infected by the substance, thus transforming into zombies. Three years after the zombie apocalypse started, I died in the maws of the zombies. To make things worse, my kindness was the reason behind my eventual death. Surprisingly enough, I was reborn to the timeframe where there were six hours left before the zombie outbreak began.

Aphrodite hovered nearby, barefoot despite the falling debris, her body luminous, lips painted like the fires above, hair drifting in the currents like it obeyed a gravity all its own. “You should’ve stayed dead,” Vaethea hissed, dodging a wave of molten light that liquefied a drone midair. Sparks showered like raindrops on cracked asphalt. “And you should’ve stayed kind,” Aphrodite replied softly, cruelly, flicking her fingers and watching a whole office tower crumble into granular dust that scattered like sand in the wind. The streets below were a chaos of collapse. Civilians ran, some trapped beneath overturned vehicles, others screaming into digital voids as their comms failed, signals l

Angelo raises his hands before the male teacher finish what he said, so hepless, he pointed at where Angelo is and instructed for the boy to stand up to answer the question. “The classic elements of a science fiction novel include: Time travel. Teleportation. Mind control, telepathy, and telekinesis, Aliens, extraterrestrial lifeforms, and mutants. Space travel and exploration. Interplanetary warfare. Parallel universes. Fictional worlds. That’s all” Angelo said his answer and didn't wait for the male teacher to give him permission to sit as he already sat down back again to his seat, the smell of gun powder a while ago that disappeared once again resurfaced on the air as Demetria looked at

The sun had long vanished. The apocalypse had truly arrived.