Frozen Apocalypse: A Second Chance Novels & Stories

and after that Bhea explains how she survive the apocalypse they learned that when the apocalypse began she was with his BF they go here also when the rescue arrives but they are one of the unlucky people that didn't even arrive at the building and because of chaos, she was separated to her BF because of this, she tries to went home but she was block by the horde of zombie she runs fast but tripped in the court and there she discovers accidentally her skill and status BHEA BALAYO AFK BONE FRAME LVL 1 MANA 100 STR 4 AGI 3 DEX 3 MEN 3 CHA 3 LUCK 1 SP 0 SKILL AFK- PLAY DEAD SKILL, ZOMBIES WONT ATTACK THE USER AND TREAT THE USER AS A D

" Think, Caleb. Crack it open." The trail markers had been covered in ice.I had been wearing my heavy red winter coat. The memory expanded, and I had heard deep cursing from the bushes.The wind was blowing hard, and Eliot twisted his ankle on the trail. “Your hands are freezing,” Eliot had whispered. “Then warm them up,” I had muttered. It wasn't a polite request. It was a challenge. A dare. I was Caleb Foster. I didn't lose games, and I didn't back down from things I wanted. And looking at him right then, flushed and shivering in my passenger seat, I wanted him.

Ronan muttered. “Don’t get too comfortable,” Ara cut in, voice heavy. They all stopped and looked at her. Ara stood at the edge of the trees, eyes fixed on the red numbers still ticking in her vision. “We didn’t stop Ramsdale Hawkins,” she said quietly. “He has the authorization. Based on my last timeline… the apocalypse begins in exactly seven days.”

Frost climbed the walls, turning the gothic arches into frozen, jagged spears. "Cattleya," Rusty breathed, his voice barely audible over the slowing rumble of the machine. "You”re not killing the error. You”re becoming the apocalypse." She turned to look at him, her face a mask of frost and silver, her eyes two voids of absolute, chilling clarity. "The apocalypse is just the final cycle, Rusty," she whispered, as the last gear ground to a final, permanent halt. "And I am the one who writes the ending."

As the virus ate through him and the shock of nearly dying hit Julian's mind, something sealed deep in his mind suddenly broke. Images that did not belong to this life flashed through his mind, like his life passing before his eyes. They were memories from his previous life. He saw the first day of the apocalypse. I had risked infection and rushed downstairs with a baseball bat, fighting my way back from the supermarket with a backpack full of food. He saw days without water or food. I had placed the last half bottle of water and a piece of moldy bread into his hands, even though I was so hungry I could barely stand.

Grant Gonas is the man the underworld fears and the business world admires. As the CEO of GONAS, a multibillion-dollar empire built over generations, he is known for his intelligence, discipline, and ruthless decisions. But beneath the image of a respected businessman lies a terrifying secret—Grant is the head of one of the most powerful mafia families in America. Feared as The Frozen Beast, he has no room for emotions, no patience for love, and no intention of letting anyone close enough to become his weakness. A high-stakes business meeting takes Grant from Los Angeles to San Diego, where he chooses to travel without the luxury and security that usually surround him. One rainy afternoon,

Ability users’ strength also diminishes when it is used constantly. That is why they need zombie cores to replenish their energy. But in her case, she can drink water from the fountain. She sat down closely beside Adrian and looked at the man in front of her. As expected, there was a calculating glint in his eyes, others may not notice it but she has seen all kinds of people in the apocalypse. She had learnt to be a better judge of character or at least expressions. Even if the man in front of her was expressionless she knew for sure that he was planning something.

Her trembling hand reached for a marker before she began counting with her fingers. She drew a straight line toward one specific date exactly 60 days into the future. Time continued to move forward, and the brutal apocalypse had just begun its countdown. ••• The pendant light above the dining table flickered softly, reflecting Alice's restless shadow on the surface of the cold cup of coffee in front of her. Across from her, Clara sat casually while sipping her tea, completely unaware of the wave of blood and destruction looming over their future. The countdown inside Alice's mind felt increasingly deafening, exactly 60 days until the zombie apocalypse.

Bonus Chapter Second Chance James's Revenge James POV "What are you doing?" - I ask, shaking my head. "I like to watch them; they are pretty", - Arya says with her eyes glued on the boys splashing in the water. "I know, sweetheart, but you can't play with them", - I tell her, pulling her by the hand and waking away to our new home that is inside a cave. I know it is degrading to go from future Alpha to Beta and now hide in a cave. But, I am doing everything I have to so I can survive.

" A surge of warmth spread through my body, and I could feel my muscles rippling with power. I clenched my fist and threw a quick punch that cut through the air with a sharp gust of wind. Perfect. The first night of the apocalypse was off to a peaceful start, but I couldn't let my guard down because something even more terrifying would come after the freezing doomsday—the zombie outbreak. People who froze to death on the side of the road would soon stand back up with twisted limbs and bite anything they saw. Garrett's family was surprisingly lucky. They managed to ditch the car and retreat to their high-end apartment complex, but the water, power, and gas were cut. All that fancy interior de