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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

Then, she filled it with five pieces of bread, two bottles of mineral water, two protein bars, a pack of sanitary pads, a bottle of aspirin, a bottle of ibuprofen, a bottle of iodine-based wound medicine, and a pack of caramel candies. After she filled up the backpack, she left behind food with a short expiration date such as several pieces of bread, some unfresh fruits, and a few bottles of soy milk. In her previous life, the silver-haired man's team also included a powerful water ability user, who was his junior at the university. This member is also someone who has awakened the ability in the early days of the apocalypse. With this person around, they wouldn't have a problem regarding the

A thin layer of frost covered the counters, and the air inside felt almost as unbearable as the street outside. Vaelric switched on his flashlight and moved toward the main display. I followed him, hoping we would find what we needed. If we could get usable guns and ammunition, we would have a better chance of defending ourselves if the wolves returned. We still needed replacement tools, but finding a gun shop that had survived the apocalypse seemed like a promising start. Then we reached the display cabinets. I stopped walking. Every gun I could see was covered in ice.

In her past life, natural disasters swept across the globe. Leah Young, once a wealthy heiress, struggled to survive the apocalypse for four years. She endured typhoons, floods, extreme cold, endless nights, scorching heat, insect swarms, and more... She watched her loved ones and teammates die in front of her. In the end, she was shot in the head herself... Leah was reborn two months before the apocalypse and unexpectedly unlocked a storage space called “New Life.” She sold everything she owned and went on a global shopping spree... She tracked down her former teammates and fought her way through the apocalypse... When the island nation teetered on the brink of extinction, she went straigh

"I'm not selling. I'd like to buy your supply list." "My what?" "Whatever you're out of. Bandages. Antibiotics. Whatever the pharmacy won't extend you credit for." Mara set an envelope on the desk. "No strings. I only want to know what you need." Dr. Amara Reyes stared at it. Then she laughed, once, a short, disbelieving sound. "Lady, I need a miracle and a second pair of hands. Do you have those?" "I have one of the two," said Mara. In her first life, Amara Reyes had died in the third month of the apocalypse, shielding a row of children from a collapsing wall. Mara had never met her.

I let it touch me. I let it pull me close. I felt its power. Ancient. Overwhelming. Hungry. But I was stronger. I reached for my knife. I stabbed it. The Apex screamed. The fortress shook. The infected faltered. "Now!" I shouted. The survivors attacked. They poured through the fortress. They fought. They killed. They survived. The battle was brutal. But we won. The Apex fell. I stood over it. "It's over." The Apex laughed. "It's never over."

I was betrayed and left alone to die. I was lonely crying at night calling for my mother to save me; calling my brother to save; calling my father to save me but no one came to help me. Slowly I was dying from inside; all I wanted to do was to end my life. A life where there was no light for me; no hope for me; no love and care for me; no support for me. I lost the hope to survive; I lost the hope to live a happy healthy and normal life. Everything around me was dark but still there was something in me telling me to fight; to stand up for myself.

They climbed the vertical shaft for what felt like an agonizing eternity, their muscles burning, until Lucian violently kicked open the surface hatch. The biting, negative sixty degree wind of the Siberian night hit them like a physical wall as they emerged onto the completely barren permafrost of the crater. A hundred yards away, Sterling One sat flawlessly on the ice, the heavy engines already spooling up. They collapsed onto the frozen ground, their chests heaving violently as the adrenaline crash hit them like a blinding, physical drug. The absolute zero of the arctic was lethal, but they had completely survived the apocalypse. Lucian didn't wait to reach the jet. The feral, possessive r

Three years into the apocalypse, my girlfriend, a captain of the Spark Sanctuary, kept me stuck living in the outer quarantine belt for 1,095 days. Every time I dragged my battered body to her with an entry pass in hand, she would put on a conflicted expression. "Shane, you're my boyfriend, so I have to avoid showing favoritism. These spots need to go to the families of fallen soldiers. Just wait a little longer. You don't have special abilities, so you're just regular muscle inside." I bought her excuses completely, turning right back around to risk my life fighting through swarms of infected. It wasn't until the day I accumulated my ninth entry pass, crawling back to find her while bur

I froze to death believing my husband would save me. He didn't. Frederick chose his mistress over me, leaving me to die while the world drowned in an endless winter. But when I opened my eyes again, I was three months before the apocalypse—with a second chance, a mysterious spatial dimension, and every reason to make my betrayers regret their choices. This time, love is off the table. Trust is a luxury. Survival is everything. I sell my company, gather hundreds of millions, and begin building a fortress no blizzard can breach. While everyone else laughs at my preparations, I stockpile food, medicine, weapons, and everything I'll need to outlast the frozen world. Then the tempe