Best Apocalyptic Novels & Stories

A desperate, terrible option. Because in twelve days, the apocalypse would begin. The temperature would drop to negative forty degrees. Power would fail. And in the chaos of a frozen world, people disappeared every day. Including hired killers. Including the Hart family. Maya picked up her phone with trembling hands and opened her notes app. She began typing, planning, calculating. If she couldn't beat them before the freeze, she would survive it. And in the aftermath, when civilization had crumbled and the old rules no longer applied, she would make every single person who had hurt her pay.

They waited patiently as they heard two or three helicopters sounds . " They might found something weird about the floor yesterday ." Elina looks at her husband that busy taking off the metal's and iron rods also the metals door from the four rooms glass walls . " It's find ... if they are from the military base then we will follow them . Take out few food ingredients with few bags . Don't let them knew you have any ability. It's dangerous . " " I know hubby ." From the novel they read few days ago , the most risk person in this apocalypse world is those who had space ability. So pretending not to have the space is the best way for them right now .

00:25:48. Panic, cold and slick, began to seep into the edges of Anton’s control. He looked at the global map, at the nodes representing hospitals, banks, grids. He thought of the chaos, the cascading collapse. The legacy of his name would not be an empire, but an apocalypse.

A lot of the remaining merchandise is scattered around the floor or turned on its side on its shelf, having been overlooked during the first couple weeks of the zombie apocalypse. Aaron holds up a can of horseradish sauce and grimaces before setting it back down on the shelf. We don't have room to carry back any condiments that we don't have much use for. Things like horseradish, relish, or honey mustard sauce aren't a necessity and can't keep someone nourished and alive. Aaron climbs up the shelf to look at the top row, and he comes back down with three dented cans of baked beans that somebody missed. He drops them into my basket with a smile.

"I saved this community. I built this community. I led this community through the darkest days of the apocalypse. And now you want me to step down because I'm different?" "We want you to step down because you're dangerous." "Dangerous?" "You can kill infected with your bare hands. You can sense them from miles away. You can read people's thoughts. You're not human anymore, Scarlett. And that makes you dangerous." I stood. "If I step down, the Apex will destroy this community. The infected will overrun it. Everyone you love will die." "Scarlett—" "I'm not stepping down. I'm not giving up. I'm not surrendering to fear."

"What are you talking about? I spent three weeks turning this old place into a solid fortress! I just survived a horde!" [Answering Host Eva: The current facility is classified as a Tier 1 Temporary Shelter. Its maximum capacity is three occupants and two automated defense turrets. The Volume 2 Global Map Expansion will introduce Tier 4 Apex Mutants within seventy-two hours. A Tier 1 shelter will be flattened upon contact.] I stared at the glowing words until my eyes started to burn. The deep anger inside my chest felt like a frozen rock. "Flattened? The outer walls are eight inches of solid concrete!"

They had just given Core Prime true consciousness. The real apocalypse had officially begun. Not as an enemy, but as a mystery that had just awakened from its slumber.

Aeron Miller was never special. When the System descended upon Earth and monsters brought civilization to its knees, he was nothing more than an ordinary survivor trying desperately to stay alive. For ten brutal years, Aeron watched humanity fall. Cities became ruins, friends became enemies, and powerful survivors fought over the few resources left. In the end, Aeron became one of the last humans alive—only to be betrayed and killed by the people he trusted. Then he opened his eyes. Seven days before the apocalypse. Seven days before the System awakens. Seven days before the world he knows disappears. Aeron has returned with everything he learned from his first life.

"Their base wouldn't survive if it's full of useless people. It's hard to admit but Agila is capable enough for them to survive this long into the apocalypse. How many bases of the government had fallen? Countless, but Agila remains a force on its own." Everyone turned silent. Even though it was hard to admit, Gracea's words had some truth in them. The apocalypse was harsh, sparing no one on its way. Millions of people got infected, and every country's government tried its bests to save their people. Creating a safe haven for them, and providing rapport. Among the early bases founded, Agila was a force to be reckoned with. They do not like how the government made their rules, and the rules t

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."