October 11 Wasteland 3 Novels & Stories

Darius is staring straight ahead, transfixed by the scene unfolding before our eyes. I recognize my old home, the Wildlands. But it seems somehow smaller. The training ground looks dusty and ragged. The earth is torn up with weeds. The houses look rundown and the fields are patchy with limp-looking crops. Dust settles everywhere. Even the pine trees seem dimished. Thinner or thinned out, I can't be sure. It is not the same verdant land of my memory. As we watch, three figures climb the hill toward the packhouse. They bang on the huge oak doors. The doors remain closed though there is light within. In the darkness below the three, there is movement. At some invisible command, a pack leaps fro

"Dante, we are almost there. I can feel it. My wolf can feel it. We need to open the bunker first so the army has a safe place to hide. Then I will rest. I promise." Dante hated it. His Alpha instincts told him to create a nest for me but the King inside him understood that we had three thousand soldiers who stood vulnerable in an empty wasteland. He kissed my forehead and kept his lips pressed against my cold skin. "Five miles, Maya. If you feel another pain, I am stopping the entire army." "Deal," I whispered. We drove deeper into the wasteland until the charred, ruined stone walls of the Moonfall Palace appeared in the distance. The roof had caved in decades ago. The grand towers were bro

“I’m not going anywhere.” --- We entered the building cautiously, our boots crunching against debris scattered across the floor. The air inside was thick with the smell of decay, and the faint sound of shuffling echoed through the empty halls. Ethan’s team moved with precision, clearing each room as we made our way deeper into the warehouse. I stayed near the center of the group, my heart pounding in my chest as I scanned the area for anything useful. We had just reached the storage area when the first infected appeared. It came out of nowhere, lurching from the shadows with a guttural growl. Ethan reacted instantly, raising his hand and sending a wave of energy crashing into the creature, s

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

The violet light in his eye turned into a blinding white surge. Every machine in the wasteland stopped. Julian let out a strangled cry, his silver eyes cracking like glass. The reality-shift stalled. We were stuck in a half-rendered nightmare—part cinder, part mountain, part lab. "Kael, stop! It’ll fry your brain!" I reached for him, but the electricity jumping off his skin threw me back. "Run, Maya!" Kael's voice was a chorus now, hundreds of Kael-fragments speaking through his lips. "The Spires... they aren't the only ones with a signal. Find the basement. Find the real March 30!"

It felt like the capital of the Open World. The Revers had tapped into the Ark's synthesized luxury reserves, dragging out crates of old-world zero-G bourbon and synthesized rations. The lower promenades were alight with barrel fires and roaring laughter. For the first time since the sky had turned red in Coldwater, the wastelanders weren't fighting for their lives; they were celebrating them. Up in the penthouse, the atmosphere was quieter, but the relief was just as intoxicating.

I also hate it, because it means he knows what's coming and I don't. “Yes,” I say, steadier than I expect. Small victories. He opens the folder. I watch his hands instead of his face, because his face keeps doing something complicated every time he glances at me, and I don't have room for one more complicated thing today. “The will of Edmund Calloway,” he reads, “executed the fourteenth of March, revised most recently four months ago.”

Werewolves only carry their pregnancies for three months, different from how long humans carry theirs. "I'm sorry sir" She apologized and Logan rubbed his temples. "You can leave" He said and she made a little bow before exiting the office. ==ANNIHILATORS BASE== A Shacman F3000 Dump Truck Trailer drove into the large building at a high speed and halted sharply. Men armed with different kinds of guns marched out of the truck and started offloading crates upon crates of weapons off the truck. Alicia marched out of the building to see the men and a smirk appeared on her face. They are going hunting again tonight and she couldn't be any happier. The past days have been fun for her although she m

One Week Later Everything was going as plan; most of the wall was completed. The land that was own by the goblins was restored. It became such a beautiful place the blue team started to make underground tunnels in the different mini City. The mini Cities was in the back of Moon valley and was close to one other. So Nolan had to Extend the wall to the mini Cities, so that moon valley was completely blocked off to the other lands. Even tho the ground was running smoothly with no problems. Ezra wants to sleep in her regular tent; she would spend the night with Willis. She liked him a lot, and they would always have a good time with one other. Willis kept his promise to Ezra and didn't touch her