Death Countdown Novels & Stories

PLEASE NOTE: THESE ARE STANDALONE APOCALYPSE BOOKS. **** Han Seo-yun thought she was just watching a zombie movie. Until a blackout knocked her unconscious—and she woke up inside the movie, in the body of Kang Min-seo, the doomed heroine whose death was inevitable. The worst part? The apocalypse begins in three minutes. Seo-yun knows how the story is supposed to unfold. She knows which students will die first, which escape routes will become death traps, and which survivors will betray one another when fear turns them into monsters. Armed with knowledge no one else possesses, she makes her first move: change the ending. But the moment she saves someone who was supposed to

What’s worse than the apocalypse? Waking up as a 68-year-old grandmother, getting rejected by your beast husbands, and realizing you’re stuck in an infinite cosmic loop. Meet Skylar Reeves: a woman who expected a quiet Tuesday, only to wake up with sagging skin, brittle white hair, and a system dashboard informing her that her beauty rating is a tragic 12/100 and her survival probability is 0.7%. Oh, and the world is ending in exactly 72 hours. To reverse her physical age, Skylar is handed a ridiculous main quest: Claim two unwanted, defective beasts. Enter Corin Wells—a gentle healer who looks like a rain-drenched puppy and stutters at the word "husband"—and Zane Corvid, an ice-col

I died saving a child. My reward? Waking up inside a novel I hated, in the body of Kailani Vincent, the villainess destined to be murdered because of her own stupidity. I'm Kailani Vincent now. Billionaire heiress, professional heartbroken idiot in the original story, and future murder victim. Apparently, the universe looked at my ordinary life and thought, You know what would make this better? Trauma. The only good thing about this ridiculous transmigration? I'm a billionaire heiress! No more exhausting shifts, no more bills, and absolutely NO MORE WORKING! Finally, the universe does something right. Unfortunately, the novel's sweet, supposedly innocent female lead isn't as har

Katherine Hall has spent six years trying to forget Heath Moore. The video he leaked when she was seventeen destroyed her family—her father died the from shame, her mother fell into debt, and Katherine's future was ripped away. Now she's back in London, desperate and broke. Her mother is in the ICU with £43,000 in medical bills, and the clock is ticking. The only offer that can save her comes from the one person she swore she'd never see again. Heath Moore is offering her a job. It's a fortune. It's a trap. It's everything she hates. But the deeper Katherine falls into Heath's world, the more she realizes nothing is what it seems. Strange encrypted files. Mysterious shell companies. A pro

Rose was living an ordinary life... until she wasn't. Transmigrated in a ruthless world, she is immediately killed by a merciless Pack. When she opens her eyes again, she discovers the truth: she is no longer herself. She is the infamous witch everyone despises, the villainess the entire realm wants dead. But fate has one more cruel twist. The only Alpha who can protect her is the brother of the man who murdered her. He is everything she should run from: dangerous, powerful, and bound by blood to her killer. Yet the pull between them is impossible to ignore. Will she be able to conquer this new world, or will she die the same death twice?

Excerpt from "Escapades with the Fake Maid," Chapter ?? ~ Layla scrutinized the "maid" standing before her, whose eyes were rimmed with tears. "The job posting was for a woman. And... you are not one." Ignoring the maid’s pale face, Layla continued, "So, what is your real name, and how old are you?" "M-my name is Carle," the maid revealed in a trembling voice, "Carle McCarthy. I am... actually... 29." "Why are you, a man, dressing up as a maid in my household?" Layla asked, one eyebrow raised in curiosity. "My late father... he was a drunkard, a gambler, and chronically in debt. He even tried to use me as payment for one of his many creditors. But the man decided I wasn't even worth

He is 900 years old—the oldest Lycan alive. She is human. The President's daughter. His enemy by blood, his mate by fate. Their attraction is instant. Their chemistry is dangerous. Then humanity creates a serum capable of stripping supernatural beings of their power. Peace dies. War begins. As the world burns, loving her could make him a traitor to his kind—and choosing him could make her a traitor to her own. The world chose sides. Their hearts didn't.

Alice Cole spent her entire life building herself from nothing. As an orphan with no family name or fortune, she relied on her intelligence to survive and eventually became the hidden force behind her husband Jason Cole’s billion-dollar empire. She helped him rise from an ambitious businessman into a powerful CEO. But after Jason gained everything he wanted, he betrayed her. On their anniversary, Jason gave Alice a beautiful blue diamond necklace and claimed it was a priceless luxury gift. But Alice soon discovered the truth: the necklace was fake, and the real diamond was given to his mistress, Vivian Laurent. Heartbroken, Alice decides to divorce him. But before she can throw away

After dying in a car accident, Eliana Lopez awakens inside her favorite apocalypse novel. Unfortunately, she isn't the protagonist. She isn't the future hero. She isn't even an important side character. She becomes Audrey Wilson—a forgettable extra destined to die on the very first day of the apocalypse. As crimson portals tear open across the sky and monsters flood the world, Audrey awakens the weakest Talent imaginable: F-Rank Weak Body. A Talent so useless that survival should be impossible. Just when death seems inevitable, a mysterious notification appears before her eyes. [Infinite Evolution System Activated.] [Survive. Adapt. Evolve.]

"Sign it, Seraphine. Marguerite is waiting." That was the last thing he said to her before the crash. I know because I read it, word for word, on a train that carried me home for the last time. I hated that ending. I cried over a stranger's death and fell asleep cursing the man who let her die. Then I opened my eyes in her bed, with her wedding ring on my finger and her unborn child beneath my palm. "Welcome, Host," a cold voice whispered. "You have ninety days before the plot claims you." Ninety days. One husband who has never loved her. One ending that has already been written in blood. But I know what happens next. I know who smiles at the funeral and who really pulled t