Apocalyptic Book Novels & Stories

When he woke up that morning and saw the water had risen again, it only confirmed it for him. This really was the apocalypse. "Yesterday, we only cleared my office building," he said. "There are two more nearby. We should hit them while we can. Better we take them than someone else." Nicole had originally planned to just fill up her apartment and storage space, then lie low. Now that her space had grown by another 5,000 cubic feet, her interest came right back. Food wasn't the problem anymore, but food alone wouldn't keep you alive in a world like this. Having too much could even get you killed.

“It could be a few months, a few years, or a few days,” Jim said in response. “Boss, before Apophis truly becomes a God, we must assemble the five magic books to help you become a God.” Tyr took a deep breath and asked, “Where is the fifth book?” Jim continued to deduce and analyze with the Nostro Compass. In the end, he concluded, “The fifth book is the Torment Manuscript, but our nation is currently experiencing peace rather than turmoil.”

That was also why our security was the best in the whole city. I only found out in my last life that, after the world was hit by the deadly heatwave, a lot of desperate people showed up. In the apocalypse, humanity meant little. Everyone answered only to themselves. But our community was the only one that never got attacked by any looters, all thanks to the top-notch security forces here. It stayed safe until the scientists finally managed to build weather bombs strong enough to fight off the deadly heat, and the heatwave finally ended. Everyone in our community survived.

in the sky held the power to snuff out a city with a song. "It’s a total social blackout," Emma whispered, her hands shaking as she scrolled through the feeds. "Religious cults are claiming the Apocalypse has begun. Stock markets have flatlined because no one cares about currency when dragons might be real. The 'Terrified Awareness' is hitting Stage Four." By the time the shuttle reached the "Zenith Sanctuary" - the LNI’s fortified headquarters in the St. Louis Arch - the world’s governments had stopped trying to shoot them down and started trying to dial their number.

"Lyra, your sister brought a man back!" I groggily opened my eyes as Jade Black grabbed my wrist and dragged me outside. Bitter wind and snow hit my face, making it impossible to keep my eyes open. Ever since the frozen apocalypse a hundred years ago, Earth had entered an ice age, and wind and snow had become the norm. Most of the world was covered in ice and snow, resources were scarce, and terrible blizzards occurred from time to time. Our serpent clan had migrated several times to survive, and the entire clan had finally settled in this barren wasteland.

Hayley had analyzed long ago why Scott's base was doomed to fall. But she had to admit that when Scott's war machine first ignited, it was the most terrifyingly powerful force of the early apocalypse. The apocalypse demanded extreme centralization. Only by compressing human strength into a single will could people fight back against it. Scott was exactly that kind of madman, someone willing to sacrifice everything for absolute control. And as for people like that, Hayley's feelings were very clear.

Narrowing her eyes, she asked, "Zayla, he's the one who saved you? But I heard that after the first rescue team left Zone A, the zombies went into a frenzy. By the time the second team arrived, no one who had been left behind in Zone A had survived. How did you make it out?" I wasn't entirely sure what she was getting at. Shrugging, I said, "Does it matter? I'm alive. That's enough." "Of course it matters. The virus wasn't even in Zone A before, and then suddenly, right after you announced your engagement, the outbreak started? A little too convenient, don't you think?" She let the implication hang in the air before adding, "The apocalypse is beyond our control, but we can't rule out the pos

I cry to Brixtius, shaking him out of his shock. "We need to warn the house first!" Brixtius runs back into the house to raise the alarm. I stare as Vesuvius keeps throwing up ash into the air, and the deadly ash has started to fall back down to the earth. It is a wondrous sight to behold, nature in all her violence and beauty fused into one. Lighting has started to streak from the enormous cloud, and I was transfixed by the designs against the now darkening sky. No sun now. Only darkness. Like a tomb. It dawns on me. I was not meant to survive Pompeii. "Fuck you, fairies!" I scream into the air.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked out at the apartment building in the distance. Flames were shooting into the sky, and faint screams carried through the air. Linda and Tyler had hidden from the zombies by climbing into a dumpster downstairs. They were curled up in the reeking trash, shivering as they fought over half a moldy bread roll someone had thrown away. Meanwhile, I took a sip of hot soup, warmth spreading through my whole body. This was what apocalypse life was supposed to feel like. Over the next three days, I followed Duke’s guidance and swept up supplies from nearly half the city.

"This is the Elysium Refuge. I'm in charge here." Elysium Refuge. I had heard that before. In the third year of the apocalypse, it became the largest and most stable human settlement known to exist. Rumor had it that it was equipped with a complete defense system, ample food supplies, and even had an ongoing research of the virus. "How did I..." I began, my voice hoarse. "Our scout team found you in the ruins," Iris said, her gaze studying me closely. "You were running a dangerously high fever. Your skin was cracked and healing in cycles. We almost thought you wouldn't make it."