Apocalypse Stories Novels & Stories

she said. "But Esee. Maybe they aren't going to spread apocalypse in the first place." Esee spared her a momentary attention."What do you mean?" "You know that dreadful dream of mine about the apocalypse was replaced with a different one." Daeira unintentionally pinked and Esee caught that. "What is it?" she asked. "I-I can''t really tell you it's embarrassing." Daeira defended. "Doesn't matter. Give me your hand." Esee gestured while opening her palm to Daeira. They touched briefly before Esee withdrawn her hand.

“After multiple catastrophes all over the globe this morning, government officials are looking into possible terrorist activity. Conspiracy theorist are saying world war is eminent. Religious groups are speaking of end of days…” Ally had passed out hard and must have slept away the afternoon. She awoke to the soft glow of the television. As soon as she stirred Drake turn it off, she was convinced he didn’t want her to hear it. He flipped on the reading lamp, rolled over and moved the hair from her face.

"In this world, other than Astral, there exist other nations such as: Sakura Kingdom, Cloud Empire, Azure Kingdom, Fairy Kingdom, and the Sun Empire. There exists one more nation, Grēks, but for years, they have isolated themselves from outside affairs." "Five-hundred years ago, there was an event which caused thousands of lives to be lost and cities became extinct. Various races suffered tremendously and lived in fear as people called this event, The Apocalypse. If not for all seven nations banning together and sending out their best fighters, the world would have been lost if not for these mighty warriors who fought a fierce battle, including Astral’s first ninth-tier magic-user and founde

That sounded way better in my head. "Dean, I think it's time we tell you about yourself." Brianna replied clearly not surprised. "About myself? I don't understand," I said grasping at straws. "What about myself?" I asked quizzically. "Dean, Tyler, sit down." "Dean, you're the cause of the Apocalypse" Brian said looking deadpan. "Because of you, the world dies" Brianna added. "Wait, what? I don't understand, I really don't." Tyler jumped up in my defense.

It is only because of this job she could go home, relax in her tub and read a web novel before sleep even after the apocalypse. Her favorite are rebirth apocalypse novels and dashing hero ones. After all, we only ever like fantasy when reality is utterly disappointing. There is no way to reincarnate even with all the weird abilities going around. If there were any good men in the world, they did not survive past the first week of the apocalypse. She knew very well what she would do if she were the lead of either story. If she were to be reborn before the apocalypse, she would blow her brains out after killing her entire family.

Lucifer told the story which in turn was told to him by his elders when he was still an Angel. "So, we will become meals on their menu, once they come out of there" Lucian muttered sarcastically. "Yes, in a matter of hours, we will all die" Lucifer confirmed. "So, this apocalypse guy? What is his story?" Lucian asked. "I don't know much about him. As far as I know, he is venomous all over. His entire body is poisonous. He can destroy anyone and anything with just his claws. Just a scratch from him enough to kill anyone, no matter how powerful they are" Lucifer was afraid that would be his fate. As an apocalypse, he would become the most hated person on the planet. Thank the Lord above, it's

For weakness was meant to be trampled upon; to be molded into strength. The year was 101A; 101 years after the apocalypse. The apocalypse started like any other apocalypse – by human hands. And the prime culprit was the Emperor of Darkness. A man who was also known by the titles Beast Emperor and Death Killer. For he emerged from the abyss men had dug for him with an army so vast that the world above couldn’t contain it. He was a man who wasn’t a man. He was a being who wasn’t a being. He was wrath itself. He plunged the world into chaos, taking back all it had stolen from him in a vengeful pursuit that devastated over half of the world. Half of the world was desolated by his hand. The othe

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?”

There was a letter on his desk. If he hadn't been a firm non-believer, he might have screamed on the spot. When he opened it and read the contents, a chill ran down his spine. Then, just as quickly, he let out a short laugh. Another one. People claiming the world was ending, disasters piling up, society collapsing, everyone doomed… They saw all kinds of things here. Some confessed the moment the handcuffs went on. Others came in rambling about supernatural powers, claiming they could speak to gods. All they needed was 50 pounds of oil and grain as an offering, and on New Year's Eve, the gods would send down an ark and give them a ticket off this planet.