Best Apocalyptic Novels & Stories

(Ken) Two of them stupefied by my weird list, their eyes alternate between me and the list. "....…Apocalypse Survival shelter?…..I'm sure it's gonna be crucial when zombies roam around..or something like that?….". ".......well make sense, you definitely need that if the zombie apocalypse does happen….". (Terry) "Yeah, make sense…it's realistic to planned early, better safe than sorry right....". (Ken)

"The cultists didn't want to come in here. Maybe they knew about the defenses." "The cultists are cowards who rely on a rigged deck," Rafael scoffed, his boots tapping rhythmically against the metal floor. "They like easy prey. A high-tech bunker with automated systems is a nightmare for people who only know how to chant and pray. For us? It’s a gold mine." "Assuming we don't get vaporized by a laser," Dimas pointed out. "Details, Chef. Just keep an eye out for a kitchen." "A kitchen? Raf, we're in an abandoned military base."

She reached out, her slim, pale hand resting on the smooth silver surface of her laptop. One thousand tons. It was a staggering number. That wasn't just a few truckloads or a regional supermarket supply—that was an industrial mountain of animal protein, enough to feed an entire city through a brutal, dark winter. The apocalypse wasn't going to be just about shelter or weapons; when the supply chains snapped, meat would become more precious than gold. A quiet knock echoed against the heavy wooden door of her office. "Come in," Aria said softly, her voice cool and steady.

That's what happens in the apocalypse movies," Zylah said with a shrug. Cities collapse and humanity freaks out. I just hope that at the end of this no one will be turned undead. Or, at best, that some dead comes back to life. That statement, somehow, made me sweaty cold. The only consolation of the next day was knowing that all humanity breathed relieved to have gotten rid of a nuclear attack, because everything else was real crap. Miguel and Paul even managed to convince the rulers of our country not to go to war. Both remained alongside the head of state security to prevent him from giving the approval to the war. I didn't know how they found the man's location, if some magic was really a

When I reached for the door handle, I glanced back at them. "Your car's destroyed. Want to come with me?" The moment those words left my mouth, their disappointment vanished. They hurried toward me, practically tripping over each other. Once in the car, they chewed on the protein bars I'd handed them, muttering to each other. "Told you. The boss has good instincts." I had enough food stockpiled to feed four adults until the end of the apocalypse. What worried me was human greed.

Yanlong - Don't panic. Suyan - where are you? Yanlong - Don't make noise. Set all your phones on silent. Yanlong - I am safe where I am. You need to listen to me for the time being. Suyan - Do you think our families are safe? Huomei - My dad's outside the country. Meibing - My parents are in S city. Suyan - mine are in capitol. Yanlong - Wherever your parents are, believe me, they are adults and qualify as important assets in the apocalypse. Nothing will happen to them.

At that moment, I knew with absolute certainty that the apocalypse had begun exactly as before. I wondered what their fate would be without me gathering supplies for them. No one seemed overly concerned, except for my mother, who worried that her precious grandson, Elio, would catch a cold. Athena and James were not particularly worried. It was only the first day of the apocalypse. The power grid was still functioning normally, so those two had the heat running and were sleeping together. Every night, James would wait until I was asleep and sneak off to Athena’s room.

A journey of five young people will show you how to overcome your worst fear and fight your most formidable foe. I can't guarantee how the storey will end. So, get ready to travel in a new world system, set aside everything, because your world is about to implode... In 2075...

Being a saint was the deadliest during an apocalypse. [Ding! The human body fishing ended successfully. Time to settle the rewards!] [Congratulations, you've received: 1 small nuclear fusion generator, 1 high-pressure water gun, 1 indoor soilless cultivation base, 3 premium cold-resistant combat suits!] Looking at the generator that was flashing blue in the system storage, I was elated. With this thing around, our home could still feel like spring all year round, even if the power outside was completely cut off. We could even have a barbecue.

"We did that one. Kitchen floor, a lifetime ago, you told me the pathogen wasn't natural and handed me ARBITER like a receipt you were hoping I wouldn't read. I've had population reduction and modelled collapse and containment was never the objective filed and underlined since before the dead stood up. Old news. Grieved." Correct. "This is newer and worse. Whoever wrote DECAY never closed the file. They're still at the desk. And they're counting what they've lost." Yes. "Assets, the transcript says. People say assets when they mean people they'd rather not call people." A pause. Yes. Maya sits with that. Outside, someone laughs in VIBE, muffled and warm and entirely unaware that the machine