Apocalypse 소설 & 이야기

Humans, animals, and environments will be irreversibly altered. Skylar blinked. "I'm sorry, a what event?" [Rift Event. Colloquially referred to, in future records, as The Apocalypse.] "Future records," she repeated slowly. "So this has already happened. Somewhere. To someone." [System: Correct.] "And I'm finding out about it now, three days before it happens, in the body of a woman old enough to be my own grandmother's roommate." [System: Also correct.] Skylar pressed her palms against her eyes. "Fantastic. Just — fantastic. Okay. What do you need me to do? Hide? Stockpile canned beans? Learn to use a crossbow?"

The Apocalypse Made Me a Monster The man I loved betrayed me. The world ended. And I became something no human should ever be. When the Red Moon rises, monsters invade the world, and humanity is forced to fight for survival. Abandoned to die, I awaken a terrifying ability: Devour. By eating monster hearts, I can grow stronger. But every evolution brings me closer to becoming a monster myself. With a mysterious man by my side and revenge burning in my heart, I’ll fight my way through this bloody apocalypse. My enemies will regret betraying me. Because in this new world, I’m no longer the prey. I’m the monster th

“I'd rather die than let you touch me.” “Careful what you wish for, Finn. The world's already ending.” Finn has spent years convincing himself that Karl, his nerdy, infuriatingly quiet, openly gay roommate, is everything he despises. Especially after one shameful night at a club that he'd rather die than remember. Then the dead started walking. Now, trapped in their dorm room with a zombie horde outside, Finn discovers that Karl has been bitten. He's infected. And the only thing that can keep Karl from turning into a mindless monster is Finn’s blood. And every time Karl sinks his teeth into Finn's neck, the pain melts into a pleasure so intense that Finn can't tell whether

… Through Leo's and my persistent efforts in leading the team to search high and low within the former forests for clues, we finally managed to find the main source of the water contamination. A massive meteorite had fallen on Earth and was now sitting on the peak of a mountain, transmitting its destructive radiation down through the roots of the trees and contaminating all nearby water sources on Earth. The apocalypse had happened because of this meteorite. Octoria, one of the major countries, had launched missiles at it, intending to shatter the meteorite before it entered the Earth's stratosphere. However, they hadn't known then that the meteorite would tur

A final, grand feast to mark the completion of our preparations, to reassure Lucien's men that their families were safe, and to celebrate the fact that we were ready for whatever came next. ​Down below, Daniel was helping direct the family escorts, looking completely composed despite the wild night we’d shared, while Lucien stood near the perimeter wall, his massive frame radiating an absolute, unyielding presence that put everyone at ease. ​The sky above was already beginning to darken with the heavy, strange atmospheric pressure that signaled the end of the old world and I looked at the timer ticking down in my system interface. ​The apocalypse was officiall

DING. [Time limit reached. Total value exceeds $50,000. Storage Space unlocked: 300 cubic meters.] Ivy rested a hand over her belly, her voice soft but steady. "And now?" [Apocalypse countdown: 15 days. Evacuate and establish a safe house.}

That was enough for now. I packed the notebook and returned to the computer session. Outside, the evening air felt cooler than it had that morning. The city moved in its ordinary rhythms. People heading home. Stores turning on their lights. No one looked at me twice. In the car I sat with the notebook open to the last page I had written. Two safe investment windows. One future scavenger leader is already speaking the language of the world to come. And a list of locations that had mattered in the old timeline places that had held longer than most when everything else collapsed.

No one coming to help. *The apocalypse is here. Everything has fallen apart.* I pressed my foot down on the gas and pointed the truck toward Coldbrook Ridge. *But this time, I'm ready.*

Chapter 4 — Stockpiling Chloe’s POV By the time I left my apartment the next morning, I had checked my shopping list three times. Seventy-seven days remained before the apocalypse, and I couldn't afford to waste time or money. I planned to buy supplies from different stores, spread my purchases across several days, and arrange deliveries whenever possible. I had a storage space that could hold far more than I could afford to buy, but I still needed to make my preparations look ordinary.

Then everything went black. ****** I woke up screaming. My hands flew to my stomach. Whole, no wound, no blood, no cold. I was lying in a warm bed. I stared around the room. My old bedroom. The cream curtains. The wooden dresser. The lamp I had bought before I married Darian. Beside me, someone shifted. Darian was asleep, young, uninjured and alive. My breath caught. “No…” I stumbled out of bed. My legs nearly gave out beneath me. This couldn’t be real. The apocalypse had been a nightmare. It had to be. Then I saw the date on the digital clock. I stopped. My fingers curled around the edge of the dresser.