Apocalypse Iii Novels & Stories

When he spotted me, he started toward me immediately. I stepped back. "Don't." He stopped. His eyes were full of something wretched. "Nora, it's me. The apocalypse is over. Whatever happened between us, can't we just put it behind us and start again?" I let out a slow breath. "No. And if you don't leave, I'm calling security." His lips trembled. A tear slid down the side of his face. "I was wrong, I know that. Just give me one more chance. Anna is dead. She didn't make it out of Level Three. There's no one left to come between us."

"This is a murder attempt, Bryce. Be prepared to spend the rest of your life in prison!" Bryce's expression was savage as he cursed at her out loud. "You're a b*tch, Lori Levaine! If I knew how much of a b*tch you were, I would have ridden you to death in bed!" Lori felt nauseated. Her expression turned grim as she asked Bryce, "I'm going to ask you one last time. Tell me where Chad is right now." Bryce started laughing wildly again when he heard Lori's question. His laugh was sinister and crazy. "Haven't I been clear enough, Lori? Chad Lowry is dead. He died in that accident on the bridge…"

Charlie nodded firmly and said, "I believe the Preface of the Apocalyptic Book is like a Pandora's box. Once it's opened by someone who meets the criteria, everything starts to be subtly influenced by it. From there, events unfold like a series of dominoes, being triggered one after another in a preordained direction." He then added, "It's possible that both the Preface and the Apocalyptic Book are part of a larger domino setup created by someone. However, ordinary people wouldn't be able to set this in motion. Only when someone with a Dragon Fate triggers the Preface of the Apocalyptic Book can the chain reaction naturally progress to its later stages." Vera frowned and murmured, "The autho

he patted my shoulders, walking away with Damon. Standing at the entrance at the ring, I clasped on the handle of the blades tighter, "Praise Satan," I swallowed the fear in my throat. This was it, I coached my self as I walked further into the ring, this is the day that was prophesied many years ago, the day when the Antichrist will battle the bitch who wants to start an apocalypse. It's funny how our lives can change in the blink of an eye, a few months ago I was just Lilith Black, a young girl with heart leaping nightmare, but today... Today I am Lilith the third, facing the nightmare I once was afraid of. The crowd fell silent as the mental gate slammed shut behind me, everyone was star

“D*mn it! What’s happening? How can people in the Third-grade ultimate god level appear?” The man seemed all haughty before, but his expression distorted into fear at the sudden turn of events. He never imagined that there were those in the Third-grade ultimate god level among those who entered the area.

Merely minutes in the open, my skin felt like it was scorching. I stayed about a week in the ruins of New York City, finding no one. My artificial intelligence spheres had expanded to 5000, continuously self-replicating. I managed to connect to the old satellites and summoned 200 spheres to venture into outer space, repairing and repurposing the old satellites into new ones. With all communications restored, I learned the grim truth: the world was facing a real apocalypse. World War 3, rampant diseases, and severe climate changes were just the tip of the iceberg.

“I can handle whatever truths you have to share. We must face the final trial together as a family, united in purpose and resolve. Whatever secrets lie hidden in the shadows, we will bring them into the light and confront them head-on.” Uncle Apollo studies me intently, his gaze searching mine for any trace of doubt or fear. Finding only determination and unwavering strength, he finally nods, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. “The Power Of Three prophecy,” he begins, his voice grave with solemnity. “It foretells of a great cataclysm that will test the very fabric of our reality. The forces at play are ancient and terrible, beyond anything we have ever faced before. And at the heart of it all l

“I would have preferred that you said that your place was at my side.” Realizing what he’d just done, he quickly corrected his statement. “That’s what I want, my love. It’s just that I’ve lived here for so long and struggled to build HOPEVILLE into what you see today. My memories of the surface are ones of destruction and disease. Of course I wouldn’t be eager to return to it.” “Would you at least visit it to see how you feel about it?” she asked. “Once I release this virus on the inner earth aliens, I plan on taking it to the surface and doing the same with those monsters and their cohorts who make up the new world order.”

"No. A warning against seeking one. The language implies that people have tried to find alternatives before. They've all led to something worse than the three official choices. The text uses the word 'abomination' four times in that one short passage." "Worse than everyone dying?" Kharo challenged. "According to this, yes. Worse than death. Worse than apocalypse. Worse than eternal damnation. The warning is clear: stick to the three choices, because the fourth path is something so terrible that even the ancients, who apparently thought mutual apocalypse was an acceptable option, wanted to make sure no one ever tried it." Bliss was silent for a long moment, her eyes distant. Then she looked a

"The system is lying! It's a glitch!" "A wolfless girl?!" a noble girl shrieked, her voice cracking in pure, unadulterated horror as she pointed a finger at the altar. "She’s a charity case! A servant who scrubs our dormitory floors! How can she be the fated mate of the three Apex Kings?! The Moon Goddess is defective!" "This is an insult to our bloodlines!" a senior Alpha roared, slamming his fist against the concrete barrier. "She doesn't even have an aura! She’s trash!"