Apocalypse Z Audiobook Novels & Stories

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 opened the first of the newly unlocked files, and the screen loaded slowly, deliberately, like it had been waiting for this exact moment for longer than I could imagine. Not a full explanation. A designation. **PROJECT ASH — SUCCESSOR ACCESS GRANTED.** I had seen that name before, scattered through records I hadn’t fully understood. This was the first time the system had formally, directly connected it to me. ----- Beneath it, another line appeared. **NINETY DAYS BEFORE COLLAPSE.** I read it once. Then again, certain I’d misunderstood something. *Collapse. What collapse. Why ninety days. Why had Margaret built all of this, and why had the system been waiting, specifically and only, f

I found a wounded giant wolf. After the world ended, I treated him as my strongest fighter and a living source of warmth, curling against him to sleep every night. Later, once he healed, he turned into a man and warned me with a savage look, "I'm the Alpha of a werewolf pack. I have responsibilities to my people. Don't think you can make me stay." And with that, he left. I pulled my ragged blanket tighter, confused. What was he talking about? I had been keeping him as a dog the whole time. What did his responsibilities have to do with me? Later, I rescued a foolish husky from a pile of zombies. When I led him back to my crumbling shelter, I found the heir to the werewolf pack crouched at my

But against a tide of hundreds of millions, a single burst of gunfire barely registered as a ripple. The next second, a Strength-type zombie leapt into the air like a cannonball and slammed onto his roof, tearing it clean off. Countless withered arms reached in. His scream lasted less than a second before it cut off entirely. Within minutes, the outer perimeter of Crucible City's South District collapsed. Thousands of players vanished into the black tide in an instant.

Sera only smiled like that before terrible decisions. ****** The underground armoury buzzed with movement around them. Weapons clattered against metal tables. Hunters checked UV cartridges and silver ammunition beneath flickering fluorescent lights. Steam hissed from old pipes lining the concrete ceiling. Zelios smelled like metal, smoke, and overcrowded humanity. The city had once been an underground railway network before the apocalypse turned sunlight lethal. Now, thousands lived crammed beneath reinforced steel ceilings lined with flickering UV lamps. No windows. No sky. Just artificial light and survival.

DING. [Time limit reached. Total value exceeds $50,000. Storage Space unlocked: 300 cubic meters.] Ivy rested a hand over her belly, her voice soft but steady. "And now?" [Apocalypse countdown: 15 days. Evacuate and establish a safe house.}

"The temple also gave you a magic customer service voice. Maybe it has bugs." [Temple records do not have bugs.] I looked up. "You heard that?" The first argument in the new temple was about where people could pee. That was the moment the apocalypse became real to me. Not the dead. Not the system. Not my impossible brother's name burning on a divine tablet. It was Aunt Lan standing in the kitchen with a flashlight under her chin, declaring that if people wanted to survive in a holy place, they could start by not turning the courtyard into a sewer.

Ryan huffed. I smiled and didn't say anything. He took that as approval and babbled on. Ryan was such an idiot. When the apocalypse broke out, I had fought through zombies and negotiated with the upper ranks so he could have a comfortable life and a lab. When he lived off what I provided, why didn't he talk about manners then? In our past life and until now, he had rarely had to face zombies himself because of me. Now that I clearly saw him for who he was, I finally realized what a selfish fool he truly was.

"If you didn’t love her, why did you give birth to her in the first place! "Was it just to ignore her, wrong her, and then, the moment she left, rush to give everything that belonged to her to the person who schemed against her again and again?" Bella’s face drained of color. She froze in place, then after a long pause, began to sob softly. "Adrian… how can you say that about me…" "Shut up!" Adrian cut her off sharply. He took out a worn leather diary and a USB drive and slammed them onto the coffee table. "Everything on this USB drive is your precious Bella’s handiwork!"

If it weren't for my wanting Sasha to receive more help, I would never have left her alone back at the base camp while Jasper and I went out in search of a larger water source. Before leaving, Jasper promised me that his parents would take good care of her in our absence. However, judging from how quickly Jasper abandoned me, I no longer trusted him with our daughter's life. I had to rush back as quickly as possible. The sun had become twice as hot and intense ever since the start of the apocalypse. My legs were shaky as I returned to the temporary shelter that the search team had built while in search of the larger water sources. When I pushed the door open, I saw that the other teams had a