I Am Future: Cozy Apocalypse Survival Novels & Stories

Seven days before my wedding, I discover that my stepsister Harper Brooks' wedding invitation lists the same groom as mine—Jeffrey Sullivan. At first, I assume the printing company has made a mistake. So, I take the invitations to my mom to ask what's going on. Before I can knock, I overhear her talking to Harper through the door. "Marry Jeffrey first. Once the baby's born and everything's settled, he'll go back to Barbara. She owes you her life. Letting you marry him first is the least she can do." Tears stream down Harper's cheeks. "But what about Barbara?" Mom sighs, then says matter-of-factly, "They've been together for 12 years. One piece of paper isn't going to change much. But

code from his "Furious Youth." The Return of the "Apex Asset" The door groaned open, revealing a "Labyrinth" of "Recycled" habitats. This was the "Resistance Node"—a community of "Unindexed" scavengers and "System-Error" refugees who lived in the "Data-Voids" beneath New Geneva.

​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.

This time, I needed to make sure that I could stock up on enough supplies for my family's survival. After entrusting Joyce to Mom, I drove away from home once again. This time, I drove to another supermarket to avoid rousing suspicion from the employees of the previous supermarket. I kept loading my shopping cart with general supplies like toothbrushes, toothpaste, shampoo, and facial cleansers. Hygiene was equally important in the apocalypse. If we were to fall sick, we wouldn't be able to seek out a doctor at all. After filling my cart with the basic necessities, I rushed over to the apparel section. Cold-protection supplies like down jackets, blankets, and sleeping bags were on my priorit

Osric was midway through a toast about family and legacy when my phone buzzed once against my thigh. I waited until he finished talking before I checked it. Unknown number. I know you found the folder. Then, a second later: Meet me tomorrow. Alone. Don't bring the man from the bunker. I kept my face still, which took more effort than anything else that had happened all night. I looked up from the phone. Marisol was watching me from across the table, wine glass halfway to her mouth, her eyes locked on mine. Not the phone. Me.

Everyone nodded and made themselves comfortable. Hailey and Adrien were the only single people in the house and they didn't like it. "Hey", Adrien whispered. "Wanna cuddle?", Adrien asked. Hailey opened and closed her mouth. Normally, she wouldn't have agreed. And she knew that normally he wouldn't have asked. But they just narrowly escaped death, so why not? "Okay", she said and nestled into his arms, all of them sleeping till the next day. . . . Three nights later

He gently caressed her cheek with his palm and she swatted him away like an annoying fly still glaring waiting for his answer. "A demon Ally and next to Lucifer you’re THE demon. Your fate is to be the queen of darkness here on this plain, as is it mine to be your King." Drake had never felt so proud and the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. " Queen. Apocalypse. Yours. I don’t think so. Why would I want to help bring about the apocalypse? My father might be a demon, but my mother was human. Part of me is still human. So don't sit there and start with this fate crap because I make my own fate. I refuse to believe that this is the only way." She said it with full hearted conv

She was trying to reach her, but her bas**** ex was holding her, keeping her from using water ability to save her. When the meteorites scattered across the globe, some people developed abilities almost the same time the undead appeared. The sky was bright red, explosions, screams in every direction. Chills crawl on her back, recalling what would happen a year from now. Her revenge for every suffering will be done slowly because preparing for the approaching apocalypse matters more. In the future, food and water will be scarce. Guns will be more valuable than gold and jades. There will be safe military and clan bases emerging but still needed some points from working and trading for food.

and gave the cameras a flawless smile. "You don't need to wait for a future to save you." "You just have to be the one to grab the knife, right here and now. Whether it's fate or the people trying to hurt you, you cut down anything that stands in your way." "The future belongs to those who seize it."

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked out at the apartment building in the distance. Flames were shooting into the sky, and faint screams carried through the air. Linda and Tyler had hidden from the zombies by climbing into a dumpster downstairs. They were curled up in the reeking trash, shivering as they fought over half a moldy bread roll someone had thrown away. Meanwhile, I took a sip of hot soup, warmth spreading through my whole body. This was what apocalypse life was supposed to feel like. Over the next three days, I followed Duke’s guidance and swept up supplies from nearly half the city.