Frozen Apocalypse: A Second Chance Novels & Stories

In that last second, I saw my mother watching television nearby. She just glanced over with a look of pure indifference. She did not care if I lived or died. My body was flung through the window and struck the icy ground below. I froze solid on the way down, and my body shattered when I landed. My blood was frozen. Before I lost consciousness, I saw my own mangled remains scattered across the ice. In the frozen apocalypse, my own family killed me and ended my miserable life. This time, I would not make the same mistake twice.

Gregory Alfred Verz: “Hello, My Precious. Why did you even come back to the apartment? You better stay at my mansion from today and do not go back there anymore, or you'll get hurt later." Upon hearing the last sentence the interlocutor had just spoken, the twenty-five-year-old woman winced. It was as if she did not believe what her beloved uncle had said, but the pain in her stomach was getting stronger, so Abby had to turn towards a small box used as a facial scanner. That beautiful woman brought her face closer, and then a few moments later, there was a sound, and the unit door opened wide. Gregory Alfred Verz: “Hello? Abby? Are you there?”

Melina screams, seeing Franky's chest stop moving. "No, you can't leave me, no, you can't," Melina screams louder as Franky's body starts to feel cold against hers. Melina presses her ear against Franky's still chest, hoping to hear a heartbeat. She becomes even more agitated when she does not hear one. She doesn't give up and grabs Franky's hand, hoping to find a pulse, but Melina doesn't. Melina again places her ear above her heart and listens for a heartbeat. She almost throws Franky off her body as excitement fills her when she hears a heartbeat. It's faint, but it's there. She's still alive; Melina just needs to figure out how to save her.

“Human mates are extremely rare, but second-chance mates are unheard of. You must be one powerful anomaly.” She leans back onto the sofa and shakes her head. “I can’t believe this is happening to me. I can’t believe any of this is happening to me. It’s messing with my head.” “I know.” I frown. “And I’m sorry.” I pray she starts to remember her past so she can have some kind of connection to the human world.

"How rude. Who raised her in some backwater place? She's nothing like Giselle…" "Mom, don't mind her. I have something important to tell you," Giselle said, pulling Mom aside. My curiosity piqued, I slipped after them quietly. "Mom, Dad, don't be afraid. Everything I say is true…" After they nodded, she continued, "I've actually been reborn. In just a few days, zombies will appear, and the apocalypse will arrive. Many people will awaken powers, but our family won't be so lucky. Almost none of us will develop abilities."

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.

Her hand grew cold. “Vibrations,” Amanda whispered. Raymond's gaze moved toward the ground beneath them. “Could that be related to why you were feeling nervous?” he asked. Amanda stared at the phone, unable to answer immediately again. “I don't know,” she admitted. But this time, the words frightened her. The signs were appearing outside her mind now. They were becoming real, visible, and impossible to dismiss. She could not look away. Dead fish had been the first sign. Then abnormal tides. Then missing boats. Now people were reporting vibrations. Amanda's grip tightened around her phone as the pattern formed in her mind.

She fell—through the void, through the endless dark—until suddenly, her body hit solid ground. A sharp gasp tore from her lips. She was back. The Forgotten Path stretched before her, broken and warped. The others landed beside her, dazed but alive. Cassian groaned. "I’m going to kill something." Mira staggered upright. "Preferably whatever that was." Dorian rubbed his temples. "So… just to recap, we accidentally unleashed an apocalypse?" Lena swallowed hard. "Seems that way." A heavy silence settled between them.

Once she brought back the supplies, it was time for all business and forget about everything else from earlier. “Alright guys, let’s get started. Just open up you presentation deck to the first slide. Project Second Chance is ready to start.”

As if he hadn’t noticed at all, Caspian calmly lifted his glass and echoed Arnold’s toast. “Here’s to the family.” We drank together. The red wine tasted bitter, with an unpleasant edge, but I forced myself to stay composed and showed nothing on my face. Across the table, Arnold and Leia exchanged triumphant looks. They clearly believed their plan had succeeded. ‘Hahaha! What a foolish woman. She thinks she’s so clever. Just wait until the poison kicks in.’ ‘Elysia, you’re about to die. I’m so happy I could cry.’ However, before they could rejoice, the ones who collapsed were Arnold and Leia. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at us, garbled sounds escaping their throats. Then, o