Godzilla: Monster Apocalypse Novels & Stories

Angela was more than terrified, her face had gone pale. "You are fired Miss Angela Horan, you will no longer be my personal assistant." He said this in a calm yet ice cold tones. He said it slowly as if devouring the taste of his own voice. Angela was shook, "No please don't do this to me, You can't do this to me!" she was so frustrated by the turn of events that she had raised her voice without realizing it. Caelum looked at her, his lips curled into an evil smile "I can ruin your life by just snapping my fingers, so u better not raise your voice Goldie Locks."

I was glad it was a superhero movie because watching the zombies destroy the world was much better than unrealistic happily-ever-after. Once the movie ended, we walked out of the theatre together and decided to order a cab. Anna and Noah kept arguing over the different interpretations of the climax as we waited while I fished out my phone. I didn’t realize that it was on mute as the forty-nine missed calls from Marco flashed on my screen. “Uh, guys, I need to take this—” The next couple of seconds were faster than the speed of light but were too significant to forget. A screeching noise of a car echoed from behind, making me spun around. There were hysterical screams and commotion all around

And you're enjoying air-conditioning! Daisy: Damn you! We're being roasted alive out here while you enjoy yourself inside, you unfilial monster! You'll get what's coming to you! Their rage and despair practically spilled through the screen. And that—was exactly what I wanted. I turned off my phone, tossed it aside, and leisurely began enjoying my first meal of the apocalypse. Yes. I had been reborn to the very moment when Denise and my so-called parents first proposed setting up a doomsday fund.

Chaining his wrist to the iron bedframe—not because we thought it would hold him forever, but because it might slow him down long enough for us to survive. When we finished, he looked less like a monster dragged from the street and more like a warlord temporarily caged. Mae sat heavily in the chair, eyes never leaving him. “So,” she said softly, “what exactly did we bring into your apartment?” I met her gaze. “Someone important,” I said. “And someone dangerous enough that people will come looking.” Mae’s mouth curved into a slow, uneasy smile. “And that’s our opening.” I looked back at the vampire, his chest rising and falling in slow, measured breaths.

I choked out, my fingers searching for the obsidian pendant. From the wreckage of the glass behind us, a low, subsonic growl began to build. It wasn’t the sound of a wounded man. It was the sound of the earth breaking open. A white light began to glow from beneath the shards, growing brighter and hotter until the very air began to sing with the frequency of the stars. The Apex was rising, and this time, he wasn’t bringing mercy. He was bringing the end of the Monet line.

Like he might— A knock slammed against the door. Hard. “Problem.” Kai’s voice. Sharp. Urgent. The moment shattered instantly. Dante stepped back. Cold again. Controlled. “Come in.” Kai pushed the door open, his expression darker than before. “We’ve got movement,” he said. “What kind of movement?” Dante asked. Kai’s jaw tightened. “Marcus just disappeared.” My stomach dropped. “What do you mean disappeared?” Luca appeared behind him, already on his phone. “All his accounts are going dark,” he said quickly. “Contacts, locations—everything’s wiped.”

"Cameron Stuart! Just how much more trouble are you trying to cause me!" Natalie Parker's shrill voice rang in my ears, jolting me awake. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw her raising a bottle of sulfuric acid to splash it on me. Recalling the unbearable agony that overwhelmed me in my previous life, I instinctively reached out to grab the bottle. Still, some of the liquid splashed out anyway, dripping onto my body. I gasped in pain. After exhaling deeply, I clenched my jaw and caught Natalie by the wrist. "Are you mad? You can kill someone if you throw an entire bottle of sulfuric acid at them! Don't you know that?"

In addition to her, Silas stood around a heavy iron rod as if he wanted heroically sacrifice, even though he trembled all over the body. But the true power of nature passed them. Kael. He didn't need guns. His eyes burned in a toxic, bright bright green. The black claws were completely extended. With a mark-shaking, animalic boobs that contain the remaining residues of the dropship vibrating, the Apex jumped on the mutated colossus. Two monsters of the Old and New World crashed in the middle of my destroyed station to each other.

​The second I finally got back to my own apartment and locked the door behind me, the sheer reality of the situation began to dawn on me properly. ​I was truly back. I was back in the past, and there were exactly two weeks left before the apocalypse. ​I walked straight into my bedroom and collapsed face-first onto the mattress, tightly gripping the large brown teddy bear I used to cuddle every single night. The teddy I missed so much in those gruelling nights after the apocalypse hit.