Best Post Apocalyptic Novels & Stories

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

We huddle together before whispering. "Well, that was a fun detour," Bailey says. "We came to a bunker to get extra supplies and instead got attacked by infected wolves, traitorous soldiers, and a bunch of crazy bunker people." "Shut up," Drifter says. "Listen, despite everything that happened, we still got the extra supplies. And a bigger car." "Speaking of a bigger car," I say, eyeing Jacob and Nicholas. "What are we going to do with them? Are we all going to Connecticut?"

She had begun to turn into them. “No, no, I can't be one of them. No, I don't want to.” She cried, thinking back to before this apocalypse began. Back to when things were okay. Her family was still alive. Except they had died years back before the apocalypse even began. She was just a lonely girl, who met Ryan and fell in love. Barely conscious and close to turning, Ara dragged herself toward the toxic river near the edge of the city. The black water churned violently below, filled with chemical waste, rotting corpses, blood, and dangerous liquids dumped there after the apocalypse began.

He had dark curls, green eyes, and a calm smile that carried no pity. “Miss Vale?” I looked at him. “I’m Adrian Bellini. My family funds part of Professor Shaw’s closed project. She asked me to make sure you got back safely.” I remembered Professor Shaw mentioning the Bellini family once during a project meeting, but I had never met him before. “Hello, Mr. Bellini,” I said. Behind me, Dante did not follow. This time, I did not look back. The car door opened. Beyond the city, the institute waited: the lab, the project, the life I had once thought I would never live long enough to claim.

Mia's POV The following few months are hectic. I have to go to parties with Riccardo, and the women are all very catty and awful, but I keep smiling. I have become stronger and more confident as my business is growing daily. We started generating an income after all the test runs we did. The people are downloading our games, and soon we have people advertising on our little cell phone game. Everyone is talking about the game and enjoying playing the game online. The game is about the only survivors during a zombie apocalypse. It helps people to escape their daily reality, live and play in a post-apocalyptic world and meet other players with whom they can form an alliance or fight against. We

The facility erupted in flames. The evolved infected were destroyed. The Apex was thrown into the air. It crashed into the ground. I ran. Through the flames. Through the chaos. Through the death. I reached the edge of the forest. Adrian was waiting. "Scarlett!" "I'm okay." "You're not okay." "I'm alive." "That's all that matters." I looked back at the facility. It was destroyed. The evolved infected were destroyed. But the Apex was still alive. It rose from the ruins.

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.

And then everything went dark. Present Day I’m lying down. Awake, but unwilling to move. I know I can’t stay in one place for long. Today’s refuge is an abandoned, water-damaged house, where the makeshift bed of cardboard and filthy pillows is at least dry. You’d think that a year after the apocalypse, people would have adapted. Nope. They just became worse. Men rule the world now. Most women were taken—by the demons of hell, as the survivors call them. The destroyers of our world.

He was so close I could smell expensive tobacco, rain, and a raw, heavy musk that made my pulse hammer in my throat. "I'm Franco," he murmured, his gaze dropping to my mouth. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a physical weight. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache between my thighs. He held out a heavy, matte black invitation. "The Apex Bloom. It's a survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty, Lolita. It rewards the hunger of a woman who h

Jane was the first to react, cursing at me, “You bitch, what nonsense are you spouting—an ability? Go die!” David immediately turned to Victor with forced respect. “Mr. Kane, my nephew has a fever. He’s probably about to awaken an ability too. Please kill Apple and avenge my son! Our whole family will follow you to the death and do whatever you command!” “I can die right now.” I looked Victor straight in the eye. “No one knows how many years this apocalypse will last. But I can promise you this—you won’t find anyone else who can give you clean water as quickly as I can.”