Apocalypse Rebirth Ex Husband Regrets Novels & Stories

Hayden rolled his eyes and gave up trying to explain. Leah shook her head and told Shawn herself. She explained that she and Hayden both returned from a previous life and that the apocalypse was coming soon. She also told him the truth about the storage space in the emerald bangle. Then she demonstrated how she could store a living creature. Shawn sat motionless for a long time after she finished. "No wonder... No wonder..." He muttered to himself, then picked up the supply list and read it again. "No wonder Boss sold his company and wants to go home. And no wonder you two suddenly seem so close after three years apart. To you, it's only been a few days."

A man named Harrison who took everything from her. None of it made sense. Phina had spent the months leading up to the apocalypse buying real estate, fortifying Highland Crest Manor, and building an impenetrable fortress. She had been an untouchable, hyper-calculating heiress. How could she have been abandoned on a rooftop in the cold? How could she have lost a child to a man named Harrison when her official background records showed she had spent those years managing corporate assets in solitude? Her fear was connected to something far deeper, and far more terrifying, than the current apocalypse.

TIME REMAINING: 71 HOURS. I felt a sudden lightness in my legs. Two kilograms gone instantly. The system was real, active, and guiding my every move. We walked into the living room. Agatha brought us cold water. I sat at the glass table with Daniel. "Daniel, listen to me," I said, leaning forward. "In less than seventy-two hours, on September 15th, yellow rain will fall from the sky. It is pure acid, engineered by Genesis Biotech. It will melt buildings and burn people alive."

"In exchange, I will help you survive it." "Help me how?" I asked. "You saved my life, but I don't know anything about you." "I will help you understand the apocalypse system," Elliot said. He tied the bandage and sat back. "What system?" I asked. "There was no system in my last life." "Not now," Elliot said. "If I tell you everything today, you won't believe me." "That's not an answer," I said. "You can't ask for my help and keep secrets."

​Then he spoke the words that made my blood run cold: ​"You see, my dear daughter, the apocalypse was never the beginning of the end. It was the beginning of your return." ​The screen went black. ​And beneath my feet, somewhere deep under Ridge, a siren began to sound.

“I think he knows more than he told you.” I stared at the road. That was becoming a familiar problem. Everyone seemed to know something about my life except me. My phone vibrated again. This time, it wasn’t a text from the unknown number. It was a photograph. I opened it. The image showed my storage building, taken from somewhere across the road. My car was visible near the entrance, and a figure stood beside the rear gate. The photograph had been taken only minutes earlier. Underneath it was a message. Your mother made the mistake of trusting the wrong Alpha. Don’t repeat it. I read it twice. Then another message appeared. And stay away from Ethan Cole. He was there the night she vanished.

I watched him on the monitor without feeling much of anything. There had been a time when those words would have made me hesitate. Ethan knew how to bring up our past whenever he wanted me to feel guilty. He would remind me of our promises and the years we'd spent together until I started questioning myself. More often than not, I'd give in just to avoid another argument. But those memories no longer had the power to make me change my mind. I remembered what happened after the Red Rain. In the second month of the apocalypse, armed scavengers had broken into our refuge. Ethan had shoved me into the hallway to buy himself a few extra seconds to escape through the fire exit. Then he'd locked th

She died on a pharmacy floor while her husband walked out with her supplies and her stepsister on his arm. Now Ione Calloway wakes up fourteen days before the dead rise, with a second chance, a forty-three million dollar secret, and a gift that lets her see who is already infected. Her ex wants her back. The people who betrayed her want her fortune. And the world is two weeks from ending. This time, she is not the one left behind.

“If Vale is alive, he may be the only person who can explain what happened at Blackridge.” Elena looked out at the darkening streets. In her previous life, she had believed the apocalypse began when the first infected person attacked. Now she understood that the disaster had started long before anyone screamed. And someone was still working to keep its origins hidden. Her phone vibrated. An unknown number. A photograph appeared on the screen. It showed Elena and Adrian leaving Northstar Medical Complex earlier that day. Beneath the image was a single message. YOU HAVE UNTIL TOMORROW MORNING TO STOP DIGGING. A second message arrived before she could respond. OR WE WILL MAKE SURE YOU NEVER SEE

"The apocalypse. The zombies. The rebirth. It's the same story over and over." "I know," Harrison rubbed his face, looking suddenly exhausted. "I thought she would snap out of it, but she's getting worse." "I'm not getting worse!" Violet took a step toward them, desperation clawing at her chest. "I'm trying to save your lives! In my last life, you both—" She stopped herself just in time. She couldn't tell them. Couldn't tell Harrison that he and Alicia had murdered her, that they had thrown her down the balcony, locked her out and left her to die.