Apocalypse Rebirth Ex Husband Regrets Novels & Stories

Ethan looked down at his own palms, his jaw tightening visibly as he flexed his fingers with sudden, suppressed irritation. Nothing happened. No microscopic electrical spark, no sudden surge of latent power, and no physical enhancement whatsoever. The frustration bit deep into his ego—the apocalypse was officially starting all around them, and despite all his careful planning, he was still completely powerless while lesser people awakened extraordinary gifts. Down in the rear courtyard, the wet, metallic stench of fresh blood and damp rust hit my nose the exact moment we pushed open the heavy service door. Reid and I walked slightly behind Ian, keeping our eyes locked firmly on the five men

Betrayed by her husband, and left to die in a world overrun by zombies, Kira Zade thought her story was over. Until she woke up forty-six days before the apocalypse. Armed with memories of her gruesome death and a mysterious Infinite Hoarding System, Kira has one goal: prepare for the end of the world. Her first targets? The husband who betrayed her, the mistress who stole her family, and everyone who mistook her kindness for weakness. This time, she won’t beg for love or fight for survival. She’ll build an empire, and become its queen!

Daniel. My husband's name followed me all the way home. Graham's final words kept replaying in my head. Your father didn't die three days after that shipment was approved by coincidence. I had spent years believing my father's death was a terrible accident. Now I was being told that the last person he tried to meet was the man I had married. I wanted to call Daniel. I wanted to hear him deny it. But what would I do if he didn't? The envelope Graham had given me lay on the passenger seat. I hadn't opened it yet. I couldn't bring myself to do it while I was still thinking about Daniel.

I wrote the first heading in clean block letters. People who must pay. Names came without effort. They had lived behind my eyes since the moment I woke up in this body. Marcus Hale. Tier one. Not because he was the strongest or the most dangerous in the long run, but because the betrayal had been personal and complete. Husband. Partner. The man who had looked at me bleeding and chose the easier path. In this timeline he was already circling my family, already rebuilding his image as the reasonable one. He could not be allowed to keep that position. Neutralize early, but carefully. No public scenes. No obvious moves. Damaged the foundations before he noticed the cracks.

Rain lashed against my skin, mixing with the dark, viscous blood still leaking from the bite mark on my left forearm. What is happening? My soul screamed into the dark. I came back to this life to take my revenge! I came back to hoard my supplies, to fortify my fortress, to make Damian, Bianca, and my family bleed for every single tear I shed in my past life! But everything is falling apart! The timeline is shattered, the apocalypse started early, and now... now monsters that shouldn't exist are standing on my doorstep! I slowly turned my head to look at Lisa.

Adrian replied. I leaned back, and my entire life suddenly felt like a story someone else had written, because first I had discovered that my fiancé and twin brother had planned my death, then I had woken up in the past with a system, and now I was apparently some mysterious research subject whose existence had been recorded before birth, and I was beginning to miss my old problems, since at least those problems did not involve monsters. My system appeared. [MAIN QUEST UPDATED.] [RESCUE NAOMI REED.]

The countdown on her phone showed five days until the apocalypse. She had survived betrayal, rebuilt her life, and prepared for a disaster everyone else was still struggling to imagine. She did not need a powerful man to save her. If Damien Cross wanted to know her, he would have to meet the woman she was now, not the helpless wife Nicole had once believed he could control.

She marches out of her room as the two maids follow behind their mistress. "Miss, be careful," one of the maids cautioned, her voice laced with concern, as Autumn's pace quickened with a mix of anxiety and trepidation. This was the moment she had been dreading - facing her father after her rebirth. The last time they spoke, his words had cut deeper than any knife, disowning her and leaving her for dead in the den of social suicide.

My voice shook as I spoke. "Miss, you were involved in an accident with your older brother five days ago." He answered me calmly. Five days ago. I was involved in an accident with my brother. My brother! Isn't he supposed to be dead? Yeah... He died like two years back before I got married... My voice trailed off in my head. It was a circuit got burnt instantly in my head. I thought I had figured out everything but it was far from what I had figured out. I had been reborn.

Apollo’s demand and request. Mr. Apollo returned to his wife. He seized his wife into his comforting but somewhat trembling hug. Hearing the doctor’s explanations, Mrs. Columba could simply be weeping in her extreme depression and frustration. “Oh, what should we do if something awful happens to Erito and Eriwan, Apollo? What should we do? I can’t live without them, Apollo… I really can’t survive without them…” wept Mrs. Columba drowning herself in her extreme depression, gloom, sadness and misery.