Apocalypse Love Story Novels & Stories

Is that what is called LOVE? ***

Kai demands. The Reaper's smile widens. "Death itself is dying. The natural order is collapsing. Someone is trying to end mortality. End consequences. End balance. And if they succeed, reality ends. Existence ends. Everything ends. Only Aurora can stop them. Only the woman who mastered death can save death. Only you, my dear impossible girl, can prevent the apocalypse." Reality fractures. Truth shatters. Understanding breaks. I didn't get a second chance at love. I got recruited. I got weaponized. I got brought back to fight something worse than anything I've faced.

A life that ended somewhere far from where anyone could question it. I watched from a distance as he unraveled. The apologies came too late. The regret was real—but useless. I had already left the country under a different name. A different life. A clean slate. No more fear. No more control. No more “almost love.” I mourned myself in silence. Not because I was dead—but because the girl who stayed had finally disappeared. And somewhere across the ocean, I breathed freely for the first time. Because sometimes, the only way to survive…

Everyone in the room heard what Lucifer said. If what he said is right, then he is apocalypse. "Like the woman predicted, I fell from grace. Like Althea wished near the tree of destiny, she followed behind me. Then, if I find love, I will become Apocalypse" Lucifer concluded. "I think you are looking at it in the wrong way," the lord of the Witches said hesitantly. "What do you mean?" Lucifer inquired.

"You call this stalking redemption? I don't need your guilt-driven babysitting. You owed me loyalty. You owed me faith. Not this... this obsessive shadowing!" His chin dropped to his chest. "...I'm sorry." Bella inhaled sharply, forcing the lump in her throat down. "Stop trespassing in my life. Just... disappear." She spun on her heel before he could see her eyes glisten. Damian remained rooted, arms limp at his sides. Tears blurred his vision as his nails bit into his palms. "Then tell me," he whispered to the empty space she'd occupied, "how do I stop loving you?"

Even now, I naively hoped that Joel would show me a sliver of compassion. We had spent seven years together. Even if he didn't love me, shouldn't he at least care about me? But the only response I got was the searing agony of my bones gradually being crushed under the slab. With no anesthesia, the pain of my bones shattering gnawed at me. Blood soaked the ground beneath me, mingling with my tears. I was in so much pain I nearly passed out, but I still heard Joel's cold voice through the haze. "Aurora, I can only save one of you. Just hold on."

He wipes the stray tears with his thumbs. “River, I want you more than anything in this world. But I’m not going to make love to you for your first time against the bedroom wall. Your first time should be as special as you. A night you won’t ever forget. Our first time making love is going to be so romantic.” He says with a small smile. “Don’t ever worry that pretty, big brain of yours, thinking I don’t want you. Because I definitely do.” He says while kissing me. I sigh into him and I feel instantly relieved. I can’t believe I actually had a meltdown. “Okay” I blow out on a breath, “do you want to forget this whole meltdown of mine happened, and go have the BEST date ever or what?” I say wi

Markees slapped some papers on the table in front of Teya. “Almost a hundred women have left their normal lives to be with these vampires. According to our research, almost fifty half-breeds have been born already. At this rate, they could take over in less than a year,” Markees continued. Teya bit her bottom lip. Was that true? Was Ken just using her for sex? Was the love not real? Tears fell from her eyes. “Teya, don’t believe them. I love you,” he shouted. She couldn’t even face him now.

His pure laughter as he taught me how to ride it. The way his hands gripped my hands as he helped me steady it on the reins. The day he took me mountain climbing... His smile as he explained the occurrences on Zedora's mountain. The pain I feel now cannot be explained... It was from within.... From the depths of my soul... It was like a constant tugging in my chest... The ache didn't seem to ease... The agony I felt was one that couldn't be relieved. "Apa" I muttered again... Tears running down my eyes.

Once she was in the hall, she waited for him to come inside. The stench of alcohol made her wrinkle her nose as he entered, singing loudly. "Father, it is late." She told him. "Angelica!" He called as if she was far away. "Come here!" He waved for her to come closer and Angelica went to him, hesitantly. He put one hand on her shoulder and leaned closer. The smell made her only breathe from her mouth. "We are doomed," he whispered next to her ear. "We. Are. Doomed. The devil has come for us."