Books About Post Apocalyptic World Novels & Stories

But Clara knew that peace was fragile, that safety was temporary, that the world outside was still dangerous. She had seen the signs—the militia regrouping, the refugees moving through the valley, the radio broadcasts that spoke of violence and chaos. The apocalypse was not over. It was just beginning. The frost had killed billions, but the survivors were still fighting, still struggling, still dying. The world outside the bunker was a frozen hell, a lawless wasteland where only the strongest, the smartest, the most ruthless survived. Clara had been ruthless. She had killed, had stolen, had betrayed. She had become a monster, a predator, a force of destruction. But she had also saved lives.

AUGUST. _THE WORLD AFTER._ Half the world was gone. Not destroyed. Changed. The Black Moon hung in the sky. Always night. Always red-black. Countries: France, UK, Germany, Spain... gone. Asia: Half gone. India, China... pockets left. America: East Coast gone. West Coast holding. People: 3 billion dead. The rest: Infected. Or hiding. The Cult won. They called it "The New World". --- _LOCATION: SYDNEY UNDERGROUND BUNKER._

The remote areas were left to the whims of Mother Nature. The majority of the planet didn’t fare well under the nuclear onslaught, nor did its people. Those who weren’t wealthy or connected enough to retreat to an underground facility when the bombs were released suffered bodily mutation of the most grotesque form. Plant life and animal life was also either mutated or destroyed. Food became such a scarcity that people took to eating each other. Prepared for the devastation the nuclear bombing would cause, the New World Order outfitted its army with special gear and wearing apparel to patrol the earth’s surface within days of the blast. It took a number of years and many lost lives before th

" I'm just saying, I don't want to disturb anything, but the city is becoming chaos. I think it would be wise to leave before we are stuck in any barrier they put so they don't let us out. If the country intends to go to war, it will want to keep everyone inside their homes. In fact, around the police station, some barriers to control traffic had already been placed. Humanity was moving towards the end of those punishments. And I didn't know why I felt so heavy and sad. Maybe I already knew that the ending was not as pleasant as I imagined. "Do you think they can do that?" Asked Anne, shocked, turning to Zylah." Will they confine us and wait until they have enough answers to all the bizarren

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.”

Old systems collapsed, and while some groups tried to patch things back together, the currents of this new era were way too big for them to steer. New bases or camps rose everywhere. A camp-based civilization was becoming the norm. Anyone trying to bring back the old pre-apocalypse order was just stuck in the past. So nobody should expect the apocalypse to end. That would be a pipe dream. Things would only go back to normal when the virus was totally gone, if that was even possible. The future would be built around bases, and glory would only revolve around camps. Hayley knew they were just small fries back at Base K1, the kind the base wouldn't bother sending rescue teams for. They weren't

Charlie was extremely surprised and blurted out, “Uncle, what were the books my parents were reading? Do you remember?” Christian thought for a moment, saying, “If I remember correctly, it should be titled something like ‘Apocalyptic Book’, but I can't remember exactly.” Charlie widened his eyes and subconsciously asked, “Uncle, are you sure it was the Apocalyptic Book?!” Christian suddenly came to a realization and said, “Yes, yes, yes! It's called the Apocalyptic Book! The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book sounded strange to me at first. I thought it was a classic book, but your dad said it was the key to opening another world. I always thought he was a bit crazy…”

That was also why our security was the best in the whole city. I only found out in my last life that, after the world was hit by the deadly heatwave, a lot of desperate people showed up. In the apocalypse, humanity meant little. Everyone answered only to themselves. But our community was the only one that never got attacked by any looters, all thanks to the top-notch security forces here. It stayed safe until the scientists finally managed to build weather bombs strong enough to fight off the deadly heat, and the heatwave finally ended. Everyone in our community survived.

That's when humans suddenly realized if animals became like this, humans weren't far off of the map, to losing their minds. Bunkers, and ships, and certain areas that were rich in history and spiritualism were warded to hell and back, gates and walls were constructed, cities recreated to house ethnicity from all over the world. 'The end of the world' propaganda started spewing new religions and even more—individual cities such as Boston Quincy, Cambridge and Lowell merged into one large sanctuary and protected people from more attacks.

"They say the Earth is a 'nursery' that has reached its expiration date. They say the soil is poisoned by too much history. If we don't cross now, we stay here for the sterilization of the next cycle. They won't stop until the Gene is gone." ​I looked out through the shattered windows of the Spire at the horizon. The red fire of the Architects' field was gone, but the world below was a chaotic mess of smoke, fire, and societal collapse. Aethelgard was a broken cage, the Red Wasteland was a vast graveyard, and the pack was scattered across a planet that now knew we existed—and likely feared us more than they feared the Hive. We were monsters in the eyes of the people we had just saved.