Apocalypse Savior Novels & Stories

"Your new Alpha is.....Cory Williams." Zahara takes my hand and leads me up the steps. We shake hands with Elder Langston and stand on the stage, looking out over the crowd. I send a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess and take a breath. "Hello, everyone. It's been a long time. I'm proud to be your new Alpha." "Is this a joke?!" "You can't be serious!" "He is weak and pathetic." "I thought he was dead."

They drove south through frozen Pennsylvania toward the coordinates Marcus had provided. Toward other survivors. Toward whatever was left of civilization. Toward the future. And Maya Chen—who'd traveled back in time to save the world and failed—carried one last hope. That maybe, just maybe, she could still save what it meant to be human. Even if she couldn't save everyone. The question was: would anyone listen? Or had the apocalypse killed compassion along with seven billion people? She'd find out soon enough. The frozen world waited. And so did whatever came next.

"They're already waiting for you." The research center's lab was even more advanced than I imagined. One of the elderly men, wearing a white lab coat, was introduced to me as Professor Uriah Emerson. Before the apocalypse, he was the country‘s top virus researcher. He was holding my blood test report with trembling hands.

I picked up the journal on the table, turned to a pristine new page, and wrote the first line. [Apocalypse Year One, Day One. Weather: Clear. [I await the fading of crises and chaos, when all things wake to a rebirth.]

His grip on the ritual wavered. The dark symbols flickered wildly. Some shattered completely. The worst of the tremors began to ease. The purple-black flames started to die down, though the earth still groaned in protest and distant screams continued to echo through the night. The apocalypse had been halted — not purely by force, but because I had struck the one crack in his armored heart. Marcus let out a broken, agonized sob that seemed to come from the depths of his shattered soul. “She… she was everything…”

Just then, a bold red message blazed across the [Regional Chat], cutting through his thoughts. [HELP!!! My car broke down!] [Guys... My name is Lisa Jones. I'm a model... Please save me. I'll do ANYTHING...] [My coordinates are...] … Player status panels updated coordinates in real-time. Jake stared at the coordinates. About three kilometers away. Not far. But he had no intention of going. In the apocalypse, being a Good Samaritan was just a faster way to die. Watching the desperate messages scroll by, Jake pulled the battered door shut.

’ ​As if responding to my panic, the system interface materialized right above my bed, flashing bright new text: ​[System Initialization Complete.] —​Innate Skills Granted: —​[Foresight] (Level 1) —​[Pocket Dimension] (Level 1) —Core Objective: Survive the Apocalypse. ​Yeah, skills and abilities, I thought, staring at the screen. I remembered in the future, there were certain people who awakened special abilities when the apocalypse began—people who could control vines, produce fresh water, manipulate metal, and things like that. But those gifts were strictly reserved for a select, lucky few. I had been among the unfortunate, ordinary masses.

He had become lost, so utterly and ridiculously, lost. “you love no one but yourself, Alfred!” his mum had screamed. “ Yes, I am a cruel person, Kate. Why don’t you just leave me then huh?” his father angry retort. He remembered. The fights, disagreements, the cold wars. Vonn had been tired of it all. Then one day, he again saw them fighting and her mother suddenly moved out to their house and drove away in the street where she meet car accident. They didn’t know if it is really car accident or her mother intentionally crashed the car into a big pole.

said Anne in perfect complement, again lowering her eyes to the pages of the bible "will free the four knights from the apocalypse, whatever that means in the real world, since they can be just people with the power to exterminate masses and crowds. And the seventh is marked by an angel who will descend to the earth, making all humans aware of its end. At this moment there will be no more light, stars, and thunder will take over the heavens, and only those who show themselves faithful to the Lord even at the end of his days will be saved. Around us, no one who passed by wondered about a very strange group of people in which one of them had a bible in his hands, while another was thrown on th

"A chance? You turned a healthy person into a cripple, and now you talk about second chances? Get lost, Carl, you're nothing but scum! "You and Lucy are both insane. What kind of sane person claims to repay kindness by inflicting pain? Lucy was a fool. Are you just as pathetic as her? "If you truly want to repent, then swear, right here in front of me, that you'll never interfere with my life again." Carl dropped to his knees, pleading, "Losing you is the greatest punishment. Reily, come back with me. I've already taken care of the Camden siblings. Let's start over. I promise I'll make you the happiest woman in the world."