Godzilla: Monster Apocalypse Novels & Stories

“Are you sure, ma'am?” “Yes.” “Alright, ma'am. I'll prepare the documents.” I followed him to the office, completed the paperwork, and made the payment. The process was surprisingly easy. Once everything was settled, the salesman handed me the keys. “Congratulations, ma'am.” I took them with a small smile. “Thank you.” Just as I was about to leave, my phone buzzed inside my clutch. I pulled it out and checked the notification. My bank account had received another deposit. Five hundred million dollars.

I screamed like a crazy person the second the ground dropped away under my feet. Air battered my face while the tower pulled upward behind me, and all I could think was that Lars had finally found the stupidest possible way to kill me. I had thrown myself from a cliff once and somehow survived, but this time I had chains on my wrists and a Dragon insane monster had shoved me from a tower with his own hands. My body slammed against something solid and alive, knocking the air from my lungs. I squeezed my eyes shut through the impact and the violent movement under me, then opened them to find myself stretched over the back of a massive scaled creature high above the earth.

The child was safe. The walls had held. The parasites were gone.She didn't feel triumph. She didn't feel vengeance. She felt the quiet, absolute stillness of a woman watching a closed equation resolve itself.Adrian Blackwood was dead. The man who had pushed her into the monsters in another life had been torn apart by the very same creatures. The ledger was balanced.Maya picked up her tea and took another slow sip. She looked at the digital clock on the wall.The red numbers glowed brightly in the dim room.The apocalypse had begun.

All of them emitted murderous aura, and there were scars all over their bodies: Jade Benmore, Nora Stewart, and the others. “Benmore... Commander Benmore?” Jason Moss and Fatima Thompson were startled for a brief moment. They thought, ‘What’s going on? Didn’t he say Commander Benmore is dead? But Commander Benmore isn’t dead. It’s too great!’ At this moment, a giant ape-sized monster rushed out of the teleportation circle and let out a powerful roar. The sound wave alone caused several nearby students from the Flying Eagles Academy to vomit blood and fall to the ground, unable to get up.

And the evening news on the telly was not even helping either. The news anchor-man said: “Although the GDTF: Which is the acronym for the Global Defence Task Force led by one Tony Freemont. And their handful of brave allies put up a good fight against the horde of invading blue demons. The game changer came when the first gigantic Godzilla-like creature emerged from the portal, followed almost soon after, by two of its smaller versions—” Moe was sitting in the lounge staring with bulging eyes that were firmly glued to the flat screen television, while Wendy was in the kitchen preparing an early dinner. As it was already evening.

“Let me see him, Cassian. Please.” And then the door behind him creaked open. I froze. A massive figure stepped through, and everything inside me stopped. Leonidas. Not as I knew him. Not the man. The wolf. He was huge and towering. A beast carved from shadow and silver. Thick fur the color of midnight bled into streaks of ash at his sides. His eyes, still the same startling, wild gold, locked on mine. His eyes looked to be in so much pain but maintaining strong restrictions.

Gideon made for the door fast, mumbling a prayer under his breath. Lucian followed, expression carved from ice. “You play with forces you don’t understand,” he said quietly. Mama Delphine smiled without looking at him. “And you think you do. Dat’s why it’s funny.” Jax lingered. He’d seen monsters, but this? This was worse. It was old. Older than the blood in his veins. He turned to leave and froze. He turned. Marie had moved. Her head turned toward him, eyes glowing faintly in the firelight, and for the first time, something that almost looked like a smile touched her lips.

But I could clearly feel that something massive had happened. Because the usually steady and calm Alpha Kael was so panicked that the blade dropped from his hand with a clang. Immediately after, harsh light flooded in from the entrance. It seemed the heavy stone doors had been thrown wide open. Accompanied by chaotic voices. It sounded like many pack warriors had rushed into the sacred altar room. I heard countless messy footsteps, hurried and heavy, rushing toward me. Then came the incredibly noisy shouting. There were men and women, voices filled with anxiety and fear.

If previously Chloe was just throwing away trash, now she has to face monsters covered in snowstorms who are secretly planning to undermine her protective empire. However, Kaelen didn't realize that behind Chloe, it wasn't just the power of Vanguard money that was protecting her. There was a giant monster with bright red eyes - the God of War of the Underworld, Alexander Sterling - who was ready to tear Kaelen's chest into bloody pieces of ice at any time.

People still checked phones with no signal, locked doors that ghosts ignored, and argued about property lines while the dead waited politely on the sidewalk. The strangest part was how ordinary fear became once it had chores. A man could be terrified of his dead wife in the mirror and still ask where to put donated blankets. A child could carry incense with both hands and complain it smelled like old homework. No one got used to it. They only got better at moving before fear froze them. Zhao Feng's burning whistle dragged him back by the ankle. The living survivors saw it on every incense flame. For the first time since the apocalypse began, gods looked afraid of human law.