Apocalypse Novels & Stories

"His name is Xyder Holt. One may say he's Sir Holt's burden." Chad was filled with confusion as he looked at him. Xyder crouched by a flower bed on the roadside, digging through the dirt and muttering, "The apocalypse is coming. They're all fools. They don't listen to me, and they'll all die..." "Xyder, why do you believe the apocalypse is coming?" "Uncle Zayan! Why are you here? The apocalypse is definitely coming from the sky..." Xyder spoke with absolute certainty, even pointing to the sky at the end.

Executed on her mate's merciless orders in the freezing apocalypse, Aurora Bennett was shot in the snow so her Alpha mate could take another Luna. Instead of dying, she wakes up — ninety days BEFORE the Great Shadow Frost splits the sky. In her past life, she was a puppet. In this life, she breaks the sacred bond at her own mating ceremony, publicly rejects her killer Dominic Kingsley, and claims her forgotten birthright: the worthless northern badlands. The packs think she's crazy. They don't know the badlands hide a sealed Royal Vault — filled with gold, weapons, and an ancient power that answers only to her blood. While the Silverclaw Pack celeb

"She was part of whatever happened on that mountain." Zayn took the photograph from her hand. His jaw tightened. "I recognize two of these men. They were senior officers in my command. Both of them died in the first wave of the collapse." Eliana turned to the journal. The pages were filled with her mother's handwriting, neat and precise. Diagrams. Equations. Notes about geological surveys and atmospheric readings. None of it made sense. But the final entry did. They know the cycle is accelerating. The next blood sky will come sooner than projected. Eliana must never know what sleeps beneath us.

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?”

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?

she added. "Hmm. This is bad" he said. "How?" "Don't you get the clear view? They are creating zombies and weapons!" He said restlessly. Her brain started working fast as she shone her eyes in terror when she realized what he was trying to explain. "The Apocalypse," she said. "Bingo!" He snapped his fingers. "We have to look for a way to stop them. This is bad. Really bad" he said. Oscar walked to the front row of fhe zombies and observed all of them as Igor and Willow stopped talking and started opening up their parcels.

That was the ringtone for my alarm. I hurriedly grabbed my phone with shaky hands as I glanced at the date and I audibly gasped in shock. The date was staring right at me, unblinking and I had to rub my eyes to be sure I wasn't hallucinating. It was indeed June 19th, 2665. The apocalypse happened July 19th. One month from today. I refused to believe that this was real. There was no way that I woke up one month before the city of Sloradath was reduced to ruins. But I knew everything that happened was too real to be a dream.

“Do you know what an apocalypse means, Xavier?” Elder Obada walked up to where he was and sat on his bed and Xavier sat up as he stared at the Elder. “A war perhaps?” Xavier frowned. “A war that brings about the end of all lives on the planet?” Elder Obada shrugged. “Close enough. The apocalypse is the end, the end of all lives. You would meet your own apocalypse just like your father met his. You know the story of how your ancestors died right?” Xavier swallowed hard and nodded. “I can remember very clearly.”

And something about that tiny breath made me look up, "I forgot." Vincenzo stared at Raphael and Raphael stared back. I nearly dropped my fork because Raphael Capone forgetting something was like the sun forgetting to rise. Dante looked between them, then pointed at Raphael, "Wait. You forgot?" Raphael's jaw tightened. Dante looked genuinely fascinated, "You?" Nobody answered him. Dante slowly looked around the table, "Oh my fucking God. The apocalypse is finally happening." Across from him, Adriano slapped the table, "I knew it."

I stared at the screen. “What is that?” My father walked toward the door. “The time you have left.” “Until what?” He stopped. “The second apocalypse.” Then he looked back at me. “And this time, Emma, the world isn’t going to end.” He smiled. “You are.” The door slammed shut behind him. Marcus turned toward the screens. “Emma…” I stared at the countdown. Five hours. Fifty-nine minutes. And for the first time since I was reborn, I realized something terrifying. The apocalypse wasn’t coming for everyone. It was coming for me.