King Of The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

Enough if the talk, how do we find him? "But the people think he is dead," Justus said. "We'll figure that out." * They were back in the tunnels and the vampires had heard the news from them and they grieved. It was time for a new start, a new beginning and so they made Sebastian their king, their lord to rule over them and keep them safe. They made the hill tunnels their home. On the third night, Sebastian and Aurora went out into the open and lay under the stars. "I feel like I've caused you more loss than happiness," he spoke, his eyes to the heavens, his fingers unconsciously tracing the scar on her right wrist.

Everyone before him needed to be punished… Hunter’s eyes go from Gold to pure silver as he once again releases even more of his Royal aura over those before him and sends it out even further. He then growls low. “I AM KING NATHANIEL HUNTER COLE KING. KING OF VAMPIRES AND SHIFTERS ALIKE. HEAR ME LOUD AND CLEAR I COMMAND THEE…” This is the start of the end… No one is safe… No one will survive… END VISION…

- The army is covered with a Holy shield, which blocks any energy attacks. - What?! - Vragenn roared. He turned towards the old vampire with such fury that Alter fell to his knees and cowered, fearing for his own skin. Covering his eyes with his hand, the king tried to calm down. - Take Ira away. The Chosen One must not go to this failed seraph! Alter rose to his feet, looking at his Master. He shuddered as he realized what kind of feeling flashed through the eyes of the vampire king. Fear. Vladyka was afraid. Vragenn grabbed the Duke by the collar, pulling him towards him with the words:

A little over ten minutes later, a black SUV eased out of the apartment's underground garage. The early March cold lingered in Newford State. Inside the SUV, the heater kept them warm. Hayden drove with one hand on the wheel. His other hand rested near his thigh, close to the pistol at his waist. Four years in the apocalypse gave every member of their team that habit. Leah glanced at his hand and felt a familiar sense of safety. An hour later, they reached a secluded warehouse district outside the city.

She died with a knife in her back and her husband's lies in her ears. This time, she'll make sure everyone pays. Dr. Elena Vasquez survived seven days after civilization collapsed, starvation, infection, the screaming of a world tearing itself apart. What killed her wasn't the apocalypse. Marcus left her for another woman when the chaos began, taking the supplies she bled for and the weapons she scavenged. As she lay dying, he confessed the truth: their five-year marriage had never been real. She was never his love. She was his caretaker. His provider. His convenient, disposable tool. "You were just useful." Those were the last words she ever heard. Then Elena opens her eyes,

Tess asked with so much curiosity, her tone demanding the logistical truth behind the king's fall into the Fringe mud. Regnar took a slow, deliberate breath, his gaze drifting for a fraction of a second toward the side clinic where Dominic was currently whispering to Rhea. The memories of that fateful day clearly carried a heavy weight. Regnar told her that he had been with Dominic since the Apocalypse happened. He had served at his master's right hand through the collapse of the old world and the rise of the Citadel. "He was attacked by Kaelen," Regnar explained, his voice dropping into a darker, harsher register. "The coup was sudden, executed with a level of treachery we did not anticipat

The world inside the King’s sanctuary fractured into absolute chaos. The words had barely left Alpha Marcus’s mouth before the satellite phone in Dominic’s hand shattered into a million pieces, the plastic and microchips crushed to dust by the raw, kinetic fury of his grip. A sound tore from Dominic’s throat: a deep, booming roar of an apex predator whose territory, mate, and household he had violated. His Alpha King aura didn't just expand; it became a physical weight so dense that the crackling fire in the hearth was instantly smothered into pitch-black ash. The liquid gold in his eyes blazed with a terrifying, apocalyptic light that illuminated the darkened room.

When the apocalypse began, Aria believed her husband would protect her and their three-year-old son. Instead, Kael betrayed her, forcing her to leave their child behind and handing her over to the most feared man in their world: King Asher. Broken, desperate, and with nowhere else to turn, Aria thought her life was over. But the king she had been taught to fear knew something about her that she couldn’t remember. Her father had entrusted her to him before his death. He had searched for her for years, only to discover she was already married to another man. Now, with the world falling apart and the dead rising, Aria’s forgotten past is beginning to surface. When she confronts the husband w

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The world is turning into a graveyard, and the graves are emptying faster than the living can bury their dead. A bite is a death sentence. The infected tear through families, schools, hospitals, entire cities. People barricade themselves inside their homes while their loved ones claw at the doors, begging to be let in with mouths full of blood. Those who escape spend their days scavenging through abandoned shops and their nights listening to the dead gather outside. Nina Calloway has watched the world become a slaughterhouse. She has seen people trampled over a bottle of water, strangers dragged from hiding places, and desperate survivors trade human lives for a few more hours of safet