Apocalypse Z Audiobook Novels & Stories

Rick. A name I hadn’t spoken aloud in weeks suddenly burned through my mind like poison. And then I moved. I didn’t order a retreat. I didn’t strategize. I abandoned the outer wall. Behind me, warriors shouted. Ahead of me, zombies poured through broken gates like a flood of dead things that refused to understand they were already gone. But I didn’t care anymore. Because something far worse than an invasion was happening behind us. Aurora’s POV

And you're enjoying air-conditioning! Daisy: Damn you! We're being roasted alive out here while you enjoy yourself inside, you unfilial monster! You'll get what's coming to you! Their rage and despair practically spilled through the screen. And that—was exactly what I wanted. I turned off my phone, tossed it aside, and leisurely began enjoying my first meal of the apocalypse. Yes. I had been reborn to the very moment when Denise and my so-called parents first proposed setting up a doomsday fund.

The pain of being dismembered was so precise, so unbearable, he could still feel it now. This was not a dream. Holding his head, he replayed the fifteen days of the apocalypse in his mind. They were too concrete, down to every second—especially the last moments. There was only one possibility. "I… I've been reborn." He fumbled for his phone. The date on the screen read March 1. The apocalypse had happened on June 1—he remembered it exactly because he had planned to take his son to an amusement park that day. They'd just stepped outside when the hail began; one ball hit him and the pain had made him question his life.

“Not yet. He’s fighting… Somehow, he is fighting.” Bishop stepped forward, pale under the electric storm, his arrogance cracking. “You fools don’t understand! He’s beyond control. Azrael’s seed—it’s the apocalypse in a body!” Vex’s face twisted into something dark, a smile with no humour. “Then why aren’t we celebrating?” Because, I realised with icy clarity, that victory was impossible. Luca’s energy surged outward, consuming cars, tearing buildings, and ripping chunks of asphalt into the air. The Serpents we had seen arriving moments before were obliterated by mere proximity.

"Y-Yvonne, I…" Yves was breathing heavily, and he couldn't even make a complete sentence, but his eyes gleamed with excitement. "I knew… I knew you'd wait for me." It was a miracle the guy managed to make the journey from eastside to the landing strip. His stamina barely existed. A long sigh of relief escaped Yvonne's lips, and a smile carved itself on her face. But then, a deafening explosion thundered in the distance. The zombie swarm broke through the last line of defense.

I kicked back and relished the show as Christopher and Sally unwrapped their surprise. When they finally got home, the looks on Chloe's and Howard's faces were priceless. It was only in that moment that he realized I had known all along, but by then, it was tragically too late. The apocalypse had arrived. Hordes of haunts had descended upon us, turning the world into a living nightmare in the blink of an eye. Someone was walking down the street when, without warning, their head suddenly came off. Before long, the haunts had devoured both the head and the body of the unlucky soul.

Jane was the first to react, cursing at me, “You bitch, what nonsense are you spouting—an ability? Go die!” David immediately turned to Victor with forced respect. “Mr. Kane, my nephew has a fever. He’s probably about to awaken an ability too. Please kill Apple and avenge my son! Our whole family will follow you to the death and do whatever you command!” “I can die right now.” I looked Victor straight in the eye. “No one knows how many years this apocalypse will last. But I can promise you this—you won’t find anyone else who can give you clean water as quickly as I can.”

"I know what I'm about to say will sound unbelievable, but I hope that you can listen to me patiently till the end." I sat across from them before spilling the beans about my rebirth in a few broad strokes. "In three hours, the zombie outbreak will begin. I hope that we can survive the apocalypse this time as a family." My voice gradually became choked up. When I remembered the three solitary years I had spent in my previous life, all I could feel was pain and loneliness overwhelming me. The experience of being bitten to death in my previous life still haunted me. The pain of losing my family almost broke me down during the start of the apocalypse. This time, I would not let them leave me no

“What do you mean, Samael?” He rose to lean against the bar. “I mean,” he said slowly, “that nothing in Heaven's powers and those vested in the gods can stop this. Humanity's prophecies are coming true. The Kali Yuga, the Third Great Shaking, the Apocalypse, but not in the manner you imagine. John Lennon's song is precisely right. You are witnessing the end of an age.” He walked over to the jukebox and keyed up a song:

Lucian's voice dropped to a gravelly, demonic baseline that physically vibrated against Zara's collarbone. The heavy mahogany door opened perfectly on cue. Silas stepped into the red light, his assault rifle slung across his tactical vest. "The children are secure in the sub vault, King," Silas reported immediately, knowing exactly what the apocalyptic monster needed to hear first. "But the city is completely dead. The Archangel didn't just sever the power lines. He detonated a localized EMP burst over the primary Manhattan substations. The cellular networks, the internet, the water pumps, everything outside these walls is completely gone."