Good Apocalypse Novels & Stories

The second day of the apocalypse brought new horrors, new depths of human depravity that Clara had only glimpsed in her past life. The satellite uplink showed scenes of chaos that defied comprehension—neighborhoods burning, bodies piled in the streets, survivors turning on each other with a savagery that made her stomach churn. She had thought she was prepared for this, that her past life had hardened her to the worst humanity had to offer. But she was wrong. The reality was even worse than she remembered.

he asked, and for the first time I heard something under the irritation that sounded almost like unease. I didn’t explain the Collapse. I didn’t mention Sienna, or the street corner, or the version of myself that had died believing he would come back for her. I only told him that from now on, I would be reviewing my own finances personally, and ended the call before he could argue further. He didn’t understand what had changed. But for the first time in ten years, he understood that something had. ----- After the call, I opened my private countdown document and added a new heading beneath the others.

Yanlong - Don't panic. Suyan - where are you? Yanlong - Don't make noise. Set all your phones on silent. Yanlong - I am safe where I am. You need to listen to me for the time being. Suyan - Do you think our families are safe? Huomei - My dad's outside the country. Meibing - My parents are in S city. Suyan - mine are in capitol. Yanlong - Wherever your parents are, believe me, they are adults and qualify as important assets in the apocalypse. Nothing will happen to them.

We will soon know so let’s get back to the story. “Was anyone able to defeat them?” Lennon asked wanting to know if they can find that person and ask them to help them, or try to do what they did and defeat the demons. “Yes, Noah. But he is too young now and we can’t depend on him, he is a child.” Maya forgot to add that the original apocalypse was twenty years from now, so they won’t be able to relay on the book’s characters to help them because probably all of them are kids or teenagers.

After a moment, I finally spoke slowly, "Brother Evan, I didn’t mean to hide this from you. What I’m about to say might sound a little strange." At this point, I trailed off, trying to figure out how to put it into words. Mom placed the fruit on the coffee table and handed each of us a strawberry. "Just say it. It’s all over the news now. How much longer could you have hidden it from him?" "I was reborn," I continued. "In my past life, the apocalypse began on December 12th. I only survived for two years!" "The apocalypse? Reborn? Not a war?" Evan Olson was stunned. His entire worldview shattered.

MATURE CONTENT — 18+ ONLY Chloe thought marriage meant love, loyalty, and forever.Three years later, she is still waiting for her husband, William, to treat her like a wife. Their marriage is nothing but an empty shell. William avoids intimacy, barely acknowledges her, and leaves Chloe constantly wondering if she is the problem. Then, one doctor's appointment changes everything. The handsome gynaecologist who examines her awakens feelings she has spent years burying. But the next morning, Chloe discovers a shocking truth. Her mysterious doctor is Richard Thomson—the newly appointed CEO of her company. And he happens to be her husband's closest friend. Richard has wanted

“For I am the apocalypse!” He opened open his arms and conjured what Gabriel expected to be the end of the world, but suddenly an explosion sent pieces of dirt and debris flying through the air. Reapers were knocked off balance and Gabriel cried out in joy as he caught sight of Harrison leading his army across the field. At the rear, two soldiers detonated another bomb and hundreds of Reapers fell, disappearing into the deep crevice. Seeing the army, Aurora's sisters and the wolf pack burst from the tree line once again running out at the Reapers.

As much as his mom tried to teach him, Meph gets into all kinds of trouble because he doesn’t know when to back off. Run when the hair on your arm stand up. That’s one of the many survival lessons she taught Meph. But she is no longer in the picture. She left him alone in this merciless, post apocalypse world. At least he won’t suffer the trembling fear when death knocks. Standing calmly in front of the door, Meph waits, an arm’s length away from the malicious voice. Rule number one of the Soul Trial: Everything can be a trial. A question. A conversation. Anything. And just like any trial, there is reward in passing, and punishment in failing.