Apocolyptic Novels & Stories

As he spoke, his fingernails rapidly elongated into sharp black claws, his bloodshot pupils gradually lost their humanity while his skin also began darkening. "Spare you?" Antelope asked coldly. His expression completely emotionless. "We're not idiots." Bang! Just like that, he pulled the trigger while the explosive round struck the infected survivor directly in the head. The man's head exploded instantly, his lifeless body collapsing onto the ground. Just like Ivy's explosive firearm, Antelope's weapon and those carried by several of his subordinates possessed the same terrifying destructive power. The members of the dead survivor's base immediately became furious.

I began to read and to train my body. Immersed in the ocean of knowledge, my heart grew fuller and calmer than it had ever been. A strong, healthy body was the greatest asset for enduring this long apocalypse. Occasionally, I would access the global surveillance network to glimpse the world being scorched by heatwaves. The traces of civilization were being erased at breathtaking speed. Skyscrapers grew brittle and collapsed under the relentless heat. Forests turned to scorched earth. The oceans evaporated, revealing jagged seabeds and countless skeletal remains of once-living creatures.

… Through Leo's and my persistent efforts in leading the team to search high and low within the former forests for clues, we finally managed to find the main source of the water contamination. A massive meteorite had fallen on Earth and was now sitting on the peak of a mountain, transmitting its destructive radiation down through the roots of the trees and contaminating all nearby water sources on Earth. The apocalypse had happened because of this meteorite. Octoria, one of the major countries, had launched missiles at it, intending to shatter the meteorite before it entered the Earth's stratosphere. However, they hadn't known then that the meteorite would turn out to be so hard and dense.

James knew he was no match for Honorius. At that moment, he catalyzed Sacrilegious Ascension, which he had not used for a very long time. Sacrilegious Ascension was the significant cultivation method of the Demonic Ape Race and had strict requirements for the physical body. This was a mysterious secret art that increases one’s strength.

A loud gasp escaped my mother’s lips, “Daniel, he didn’t mean it he’s clearly intoxicated!” Silence fell around us as the conversation had drawn an audience. My father came from a long line of Betas and had already earned his title in the usual way by defeating his father in combat. Not to mention he had stood by Alpha Atticus (Austin’s father) through countless pack wars through the years. The last one that claimed Alpha Atticus’ life left my father with a blown-out shoulder and an ankle that did not heal properly giving him a slight limp. He gave his all for his Alpha and I know he would until my brother came of age for the title.

Their eyes glowed a sickly green, their faces twisted in grotesque smiles. The furies. They had found me. Terror surged through me, freezing me in place. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. My body refused to move, paralyzed by the sheer weight of their presence. The furies advanced, their whispers filling the air around me, wrapping around me like chains. “Ava… you belong to us now…” “No…” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I don’t… I don’t belong to you…” But the furies only laughed again, their voices dripping with malice. “Oh, but you do… Your soul is ours…”

It carved through the rot, slicing into my brain like clarity. Priscilla. My knees buckled. Then surged. I shifted. Not slow. Not soft. It was violent. Bones snapped, reshaped. Skin torn and mended. My spine bent backwards with a wet crack, and then I hit the ground on all fours—a beast unchained. Black fur. Gold eyes. Fangs too long. Claws sharpened by war. Not just Alpha. Apocalypse. I ran. No… I launched forward—limbs pounding against stone and ash, my body moving faster than thought. Every step echoed like thunder behind me. The tunnels tried to close, but I was faster. The rot tried to rise, but I was already past it.

“It’s alright... let’s put this matter handy okay? We should talk about it more civilly instead of shouting and blaming each other. What’s more important is that nothing more serious happened to her. No one is to blame because we are all at fault. Do you get me? All of us are responsible here. Now, let’s think of a way how we can resolve this.” Prince Hades with his friends was driving along the streets of Dakak Market, a small rural town far away from the capital city of Slytherland. Darwin was the one who was in charge of the wheels, sitting with him in the front seat was Ryan, meanwhile, the Prince was in the passenger’s seat. They were talking about the fore coming Polo week next week an

Tiya gave a final jerk before she disintegrated into ashes. "No!" Nadia exclaimed in horror. Blood gushed down Beelzebub’s neck and down to his tunic staining it an inky black. He kept a hand on the wound and glared at them balefully. "You little brats," he remarked. "You really think you can take me on? I am a Horseman of the Apocalypse. I am Pestilence."

As it diminished, a huge eyeball with smaller ring looped eyeballs stared at the individuals, Rogue’s dead body along with an unconscious Shizuki and a sleeping Aqiel were dropped on the bed by Uriel, who sympathetically looked at Lucifer. Uriel's appearance infuriated Lucifer, she got out of Lilianith's hug and dashed to Uriel, her fists ready to pummel into him but she was stopped by Lilianith who shook her head hinting that it was a bad idea. Hades glared at Uriel and couldn't help by find something weird about his statement. “When you mean they, who are you referring to exactly?” “The four Horsemen of Apocalypse. They are the enforcers of order and would do anything to uphold the order h