Post Apocalyptia Novels & Stories

“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.

Although Spartacus’ attack had badly wounded Apophis, he was still able to recover in a short time and become a God. Jim estimated they had three months. In fact, Apophis became a God a month earlier than Jim’s estimation. Almost a month ago, the Thunder Trials suddenly descended on the Arctic. It caused the whole world to shake. That terrifying force had shattered various satellites in space. After Apophis became a God, GPE began to seize control of the world.

Three years into the apocalypse, my girlfriend, a captain of the Spark Sanctuary, kept me stuck living in the outer quarantine belt for 1,095 days. Every time I dragged my battered body to her with an entry pass in hand, she would put on a conflicted expression. "Shane, you're my boyfriend, so I have to avoid showing favoritism. These spots need to go to the families of fallen soldiers. Just wait a little longer. You don't have special abilities, so you're just regular muscle inside." I bought her excuses completely, turning right back around to risk my life fighting through swarms of infected. It wasn't until the day I accumulated my ninth entry pass, crawling back to find her while bur

The sudden emptiness made her moan—louder than she meant to, the sound slipping past my fingers for just a second. Outside the door, a familiar voice cut through the silence. “Chloe? Is that you?” Her body went rigid against me. Footsteps approached. Her husband’s voice came again, closer this time, followed by the low murmur of other people. They must have finished whatever they were doing and decided to head this way. I didn’t waste a second. I pulled out of her, yanked her panties back up, and smoothed her dress down. Then I grabbed her wrist and tugged her toward the second exit at the far end of the restroom—the one that led straight out to the side alley.

I spun around, eyes burning red as I glared at them and aired my grievances. "Do you really think an apology can erase all the pain I've suffered all these years? "I'm the one who was wronged! But all my life, Jocelyn's been soaking up all of Mom and Dad's love. "I'm the one you all ignored, the one Felix betrayed! What makes you think a hollow apology will make me forgive everything? "I've spent years drowning in misery in the Lawson family. Why should I happily follow you home just because you're offering an apology?"

After I was done, I quickly returned to my hostel to open up my box of bottled water. This was the big surprise I prepared for everyone. I wanted to see if they could survive the apocalypse with whatever was in the box, which was more than twenty bottles of hot sauce.

Xander said the moment we returned, staring at me as if he could see right through me. "Well, you'd better comfort me, then." I hooked my finger on his tie. "After all, we're still young, right?" Xander's ears turned red again as he hummed in agreement under my gaze. I then tackled him and kissed his face all over. … Five years later, the system told me that Elijah's world had finally collapsed. At the time, I was holding my daughter, Maya Fuller, and teaching her to paint when I heard the news. I paused for a moment to remember before the memories came back to me.

The one-eyed healer looked into the fire, but instead of dancing orange flames, he saw the distant past. This was the first year that Ichthor was admitted to kreffat. They accepted him not only because he was an Ascended with a strong Gift, but also because he barely survived after the werewolves attacked the wagon train and spent a lot of time in the Citadel for treatment. And all these long, painful days he worked with the novices. As it became clear later, he was doing well. This did not return the guy's eyes and did not make his disfigured face more beautiful, but it allowed him not to feel hopelessly flawed. Although to this day he used to have dreams about that night when a wild flock

I lifted my head to see what happened to Apocalypse. To my surprise was there a big hole in the ceiling and lots of debris and rubble mixed with wooden beams. I got up and walked over to what was over of the ceiling. I heard some groans coming from under the debris. Apocalypse was barely alive and stuck under big stone pieces and wooden beams. “You have to do better and more than this to stop me, you pathetic woman.” She coughed and spitted a clot of blood.

If it weren't for my wanting Sasha to receive more help, I would never have left her alone back at the base camp while Jasper and I went out in search of a larger water source. Before leaving, Jasper promised me that his parents would take good care of her in our absence. However, judging from how quickly Jasper abandoned me, I no longer trusted him with our daughter's life. I had to rush back as quickly as possible. The sun had become twice as hot and intense ever since the start of the apocalypse. My legs were shaky as I returned to the temporary shelter that the search team had built while in search of the larger water sources. When I pushed the door open, I saw that the other teams had a