Pony Apocalypse Novels & Stories

"It's not my fault that you're a goddamn pony." "Pony?" my new friend whistles. "Wow, really? You're insulting me now? Wow, and here I was going to help you. But now you've poked the bear, pretty boy. Call me a pony one more time—" "Pony." "THAT'S IT!" Before I realized what was happening, the nightsteed lept forward at incredible speed. I grabbed hold of its mane, screaming when it spread two gigantic leather-clad wings. Fucking Christ, this horse was like batman!

About six months after the apocalypse, there had been an animal plague here. The zombie virus didn't infect animals, but without humans to care for them, chickens, ducks, and sheep starved or died from disease. Their corpses rotted, causing a secondary animal epidemic. In her previous life, Hayley had come here with other base members to collect supplies. At the time, the scene was horrific. Corpses were everywhere, with animal carcasses rotting on the ground. Flies swarmed in clouds around the stench of pigs, cows, and sheep. White maggots squirmed through the carcasses, while rotting flesh oozed thick pus that spread in sticky trails across the ground.

“Let me get this right. The Hollow King wants to crack our world and drink our Luna and her literal unborn child like a power well. The Moon’s suddenly paying attention again because, surprise, Baylee told both of them to shove it. And now we… what? We sit here and act normal while a god-rot infection pouts in the dirt and an ancient goddess stares through the window?” Heather raised her hand. “I vote we don’t panic.” Zane frowned. “That wasn’t a vote, that was a statement.” Heather flicked him a look. “Aw, you’re learning my rhythms.” Zane’s ears went pink. Even in the middle of apocalypse, Heather still managed to flirt. It was honestly kind of impressive. Collin didn’t smile. He stepped f

He takes me into his arms, “Shhh it’s alright. Wanting to see the best in people is not a bad quality Noelle. It just means the world we live in now is wrong in so many ways. Besides, the fight is far from over yet.” He gives me a soft kiss on my forehead, and we go stand at the wall to look at what is going to happen. The darkness slowly clears, and we can see Hades opening up some kind of por-tal. I am assuming he could only open this portal with my powers. As the portal grows big-ger the grounds start to shake. 4 men on horses slowly appear through the portal and I know immediately it is pestilence, war, famine, and death. Hades has brought the apocalypse by opening a portal to the deepes

And lastly, a white horse with a glorious rider, bright and he was war. Fire suddenly was raised around them and their colours became indefinite as all that was seen was red flames. "Arise and ride with chaos for you are the harbingers of the Apocalypse." Azazel yelled with a voice that reached the skies. The dust of the desert formed three beings, and they rode on the horses that matched their colours. Born By Power : Chaos And Apocalypse Chapter 7 Horsemen

] The mechanical voice rang in my ears. At the same second, the power grid died. The internet cut out. Lights in the distance blinked off one by one. It felt like someone hit pause on the world. Even the rustle of leaves sounded sharp. I eased up to the booth window and looked out. Inside my old apartment stood three figures—Alan, Bella, and Dylan. Of course they'd teamed up. A loudspeaker slid out the window. Alan's voice blasted across the complex. "Everyone, the apocalypse has started. I know you're looking for protection. I've got Caucasian Shepherds, a lion, and crocodiles. Any one of them can handle zombies. If you don't want to die, come join me. However..."

POV DARLENE The global resonance didn't create a utopia; it created a Biological Tsunami. As the violet-silver signal of the Moon-Apex stabilized across the continents, the world woke up to a reality that was no longer "Optimized." The West's perfect, silent cities were suddenly filled with the scent of wet fur, raw adrenaline, and the terrifyingly beautiful sound of a billion creatures realizing they were no longer "Assets."

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

Long long time ago, the apocalypse came. Many died. Some changed. Few thrived. Bai yan long did not belong to any of the above groups. She belonged to a rarer group of people, aptly named “losers”. Losers are people who did not receive any visible benefits from the changes apocalypse brought. Believe me, Everyone changed one way or another. In spite of the lame name, Yan long is quite proud to belong to this group, for it meant she survived impossible odds.

And what a horrible end I met. My heart bangs one last rib splitting time sending a lightning bolt of pain through my body effectively ending my tortured life. Last thought…................................. ..........................................................Goodbye Jace…................. . . . 📀Disk 2 Sub Theme : A New Vamp Emerges . . Marcos Pov