New Dystopian Novels & Stories

There are roads with empty cars down below the hill that we are hiding behind, but there are no humans, only old brochures getting carried with the wind. I find it scary thinking that nothing new will be created, the magazines you can sometimes find in abandoned places are the last of their kind. A wind blew past one day, bringing the infection, and then the government dropped a bomb and ended the human era. Hybrids and mutated animals are the new rulers of this world, yet I'm struggling to survive and refusing to die. And after I've found Ryan, we are joining the others to search for a place where we can live. Maybe there are mutated animals suited for farm life.

†† Dalia Grey She didn't know how she woke up or even how she'd gotten home, the visions had assaulted her in waves, plunging her into despair, horrible visions they were, twisted and warped in every possible way always ending with her dying in crude despicable ways. She'd awoken much earlier than her counterpart and had begun blindly stumbling home, that's when the incidents begun it started out with everyone she'd seen, all gazing at her like she'd grown sixteen fricking heads, staring mesmerized at something about her, treating her like she was a damned goddess Needless to say, she'd spent no money coming home and that was an added advantage, but she was much too conflicted to care, confl

When we slept together for the first time I never imagined myself feeling this way about this woman. I thought it would be like a one-night stand but one thing led to another. After Esmeé, I never visualized that I would find a woman who drove me crazy more than Esmeé did. Gabriella. Fuck, Gabriella is one of a kind. Strong. Beautiful. Smart. Independent. And capable of anything. She's fearless and doesn't give a shit about the world. She lives in her own world and makes up her own rules. The fact that there are people willing to live in her world and serve her like a queen is fucking mind-blowing.

Padgett's Pov The walk home was long our houses were that far off from each other, what business does a poor lowlife have in living in a place as classic as Adrian's estate, I guess the reality is starting to Dawn on me that, we are from two different world I was the dark while he is the light, I never thought my home from his, it's this far because I never walked home, Cameron would always drop me off before he goes back home and later on we would meet to have little fun but now I want to limit my contact with him but can I stay away because our families are extremely close and mom will not take any excuse, if I decide to cut him off completely maybe I could just avoid him at all cost, he s

"Guys, what if we change our concept for the next live stage? Not the coming one but the one after that. We should have enough time to pull it off. Just a few minor chances in the choreography but the costumes and all that… like… maybe horror? Or something…" "Horror?" Jaehyeon asked. "Ooh. Or dystopia." Yeojun pitched in, clearly happy with that idea. "Let's take 'Yeongweonhi Norae' and make it dystopian! It could turn out to be really dark." "It doesn't have to be dark." Jaehyeon said.

"You just declared war on eight billion people." "I just offered them survival. Most will reject it. Most will fight. Most will die. But some will accept. Some will evolve. Some will deserve to live in what comes next." "And us?" "You get to watch. From cages. Comfortable ones. You'll have food. Shelter. Everything you need except freedom. You'll witness the birth of my new world. See your daughter become god. Live with the knowledge that you created this. That your love, your desperation, your forbidden affair—all of it led here. To this moment. To humanity's end and my beginning."

"What the hell do you want now?" Antonov stood in front of me, he wasn't saying anything, nor was he trying to crack a joke. "You said something earlier." He simply said. His eyes were dazed and I didn't give two cents about what was going to happen. I was a displaced soldier but that doesn't mean I can't fight to save my life. I have killed numerous of them in battle, what more could two lycans do? "I said a lot of things, so what exactly are you talking about?"

With a longing for unity and a desire to explore beyond the borders of his home, Darian embarked on a journey that would forever change his life. As Darian ventured into the heart of the lycan continent, he marveled at the stark contrast between their two lands. The lycan realm was a testament to progress and harmony. Grand cities adorned with intricate architecture rose under the watchful eye of the moon. Lycan packs were organized with utmost efficiency, their society thriving on unity and discipline. Here, among the lycans, the moon was not just a celestial body; it was the heartbeat of their civilization.

Outside, the world was falling. Cities reported mass infections. People changing. Hybrids rising in the streets. Inside the quarantined house, two men clung to each other collared, chained, mutated, parents to something that was neither fully human nor fully alien. And the real cure waited in the one place they had sworn never to return to. Lagos. The heart of the original nightmare. Damian kissed him again, slow and deep. “We leave at nightfall. Together.” “Together,” Alex whispered. The child kicked once strong, approving.

He heads to the mall’s food court area to unpack the items and check out the plots as well. The series is a medley of genre set in a dystopic time. He is amazed at the condition of the books, they feel… brand new? He takes his time to admire and study their condition for almost a hundred times. As he grabs the orange books, he feels the hard cover and runs his hand on the embossed title – The Darkest Minds.