Post Apocalypse Novels Novels & Stories

As soon as they arrived in the classroom, Arthur shouted, "Guys, something crazy happened at the main gate. A guy is making a ruckus at the gate and when the guards tried to him, he suddenly attacked and bit the arms of one of the guards." Their classmates immediately gathered around, "What? Seriously? Is that for real?" Lily said puzzledly. "Well yeah, I'm not making a tale, you'll be hearing it from all across the school very soon." Arthur clarified. "Since you said that the guy bit the guard, maybe he's a zombie?" John, one of their classmates, said, "That's the only possible thing I can think of." "Or he's a vampire disguised as a human?" Raven joins the discussion, "Why would he bite so

When they finally finished, they dragged me outside into the wasteland. The base had been transformed into a sprawling post-apocalyptic settlement. Burned-out vehicles served as shelters, barbed wire fences marked territories, flickering fires burned in metal barrels, and groups of “survivors”— all rich Club members dressed in ragged, sexy post-apocalyptic costumes— roamed the area like predators. The sky was artificially darkened with massive screens, making it feel like the real end of the world. I was thrown into the center of the main camp, landing on my hands and knees in the dirt.

I looked at it once and turned away. My belongings had been thrown into two suitcases. Old medicine bottles were mixed with clothes, and a photo from my first remission had cracked down the middle. I took only my documents, my research notes, and the journal I had kept through treatment. Everything else could stay. When I came downstairs, the front doors opened. Dante walked in. His wedding suit had been changed, but he still looked like a man who had come from the wrong ceremony. His eyes found me at once, then dropped to my empty stomach. The color left his face.

“Sure. But this will be the last thing I handle within my responsibilities.” He knew exactly what I meant. Approve my resignation, and I’d solve the problem. Refuse, and there was nothing to discuss. “Fine. Lily, you’re really something.” He agreed through gritted teeth. Once I got his answer, I turned and walked toward the tech department. The issue at Apex Technology was complicated. A mistake in the underlying code had triggered a crash in the chain system.

It was the smile of a predator who had finally been turned loose in a pen of defenseless sheep. This is what I love about post apocalypse the most: they no longer check your crime records. I adjusted my grip on my pack, feeling the familiar weight of the tools I had kept hidden beneath the mundane supplies. I wasn't just here to survive. I was here to thrive. The wall that kept the dead out also kept the living in, locked in a cage where the rules of civilization had evaporated, and where the only thing that mattered was not whether you were a good person, but whether you were still breathing.

They are afraid the helicopter belongs to the bad groups like they read in the novels these few weeks . The couple had bought many novels and fiksyen books about the backward world and the future world , the apocalypse novel and the cultivation novel . Although most of them are only the writer's imagination still they might get few information about the world they might went to and here they are , at the future world . The apocalypse world. Adrian added two more warrior puppets at the entrance to the office and enters the living room to stay with his wife . The black thick curtains will be able to cover everything inside the floor , outsider won't be able to see anything inside anyway .

They lived in this huge bubble, not knowing – or caring – about people like us. My own life felt like two separate books. One was Maeve Briggs, high school senior, trying to keep up her grades and pretend everything was normal. The other was "Eve," the girl with the dark wig and fake ID, dancing on a small stage downtown. That was the book I kept hidden, guarded with my life. It was a secret I'd die before anyone found out. Especially Mom. And Jasper. And Nova, my best friend, who thought my nights were spent studying or binge watching shows.

It is only because of this job she could go home, relax in her tub and read a web novel before sleep even after the apocalypse. Her favorite are rebirth apocalypse novels and dashing hero ones. After all, we only ever like fantasy when reality is utterly disappointing. There is no way to reincarnate even with all the weird abilities going around. If there were any good men in the world, they did not survive past the first week of the apocalypse. She knew very well what she would do if she were the lead of either story. If she were to be reborn before the apocalypse, she would blow her brains out after killing her entire family.

“After multiple catastrophes all over the globe this morning, government officials are looking into possible terrorist activity. Conspiracy theorist are saying world war is eminent. Religious groups are speaking of end of days…” Ally had passed out hard and must have slept away the afternoon. She awoke to the soft glow of the television. As soon as she stirred Drake turn it off, she was convinced he didn’t want her to hear it. He flipped on the reading lamp, rolled over and moved the hair from her face.

“It’s far more dangerous here. It will be especially so once the aliens are eliminated.” Pete cocked his head in thought. “Do you really feel that it’s safer on the surface? You had a nuclear war and all.” “It’s prettier here,” Kendra offered, “but the only thing we have to worry about there are the aliens and zombies and they’ll soon be eliminated. You’ll still have giant animals that are thought to be extinct to contend with and… other things that are giant.”