Post Apocalyptic Books For Adults Novels & Stories

by sitting in the Underworld for few months and starving to death. - Okay, I'll tell him immediately.- Nathaniel said and fled immediately. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ After four weeks, the doctors sent Miguel home, however, still ordering him to watch out for the fused bones. He also couldn't go back to work right away, so sat at home again feeling a huge emptiness. Nadir took nothing with her, so every thing belonging to her brought back painful memories. However, Miguel didn't throw anything away, as he still hoped she would come back to him soon. In fact, this hope was the only thing that kept him alive. If Miguel hadn't hoped that he would somehow get Nadir back or at least contact her, he would

"She got infected, turned into one of those things, and I was forced to put her down. And... I- it was after, the autopsy reported revealed that she was three weeks pregnant," "I am so sorry," I whispered, biting my inner cheeks, I might can't remember but I imagine having to take the life of the person you love, "But other from that," He cheerfully added, "I have a nephew who is too kind, too stupid and I don't even know how he survived the apocalypse... But he did. And- I am going to pick up as soon as I ID you, he is an essential worker, a graveyard caretaker..."

Within seconds, their favorite cartoon filled the room, their attention instantly captured. A light chuckle escaped Ivy as she watched them. For a brief moment… things felt peaceful but then, a memory surfaced. During the last apocalypse… Signals had disappeared, networks had gone down while the world had fallen into silence and darkness. Ivy’s expression slowly hardened as she remembered. She and her children had nearly lost their sanity from the isolation alone. Without hesitation, she picked up her iPad again and began downloading everything she could think of. Movies. Her favorite shows. Novels.....romance, werewolves, apocalypse survival stories… anything that could entertain her or eve

Charlie was extremely surprised and blurted out, “Uncle, what were the books my parents were reading? Do you remember?” Christian thought for a moment, saying, “If I remember correctly, it should be titled something like ‘Apocalyptic Book’, but I can't remember exactly.” Charlie widened his eyes and subconsciously asked, “Uncle, are you sure it was the Apocalyptic Book?!” Christian suddenly came to a realization and said, “Yes, yes, yes! It's called the Apocalyptic Book! The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book sounded strange to me at first. I thought it was a classic book, but your dad said it was the key to opening another world. I always thought he was a bit crazy…”

Apocalypse “Ugh.” I sighed, feeling nauseated of all the flower gardens this place has and sick of hearing those filthy birds sing all day. Scowling, I walked toward the edge of the forest. Feeling the cold air made me wish for more despair in it. It already felt like a heavy burden. I need the chaos to spread, to create destruction. Only then will the madness give me some rest. It’s getting harder to control. As soon as the thought passed through my head, it throbbed. Massaging my temples, I walked past the tree edge and entered the forest.

However, their relief was short-lived when they realized all the food in the mansion had vanished. A smirk played on my lips as I thought, 'I wonder how you like this little surprise?' The haunts rampaged unchecked, slaughtering humans at will during the apocalypse. Even though I was in the desolate suburbs, perhaps because I had once conducted my own funeral, I could acutely sense the shift in the apocalyptic air. A dense malice swirled around, sending shivers down my spine. I could not just stand by and watch my fellow humans being massacred while I hid away, basking in solitude.

She had begun to turn into them. “No, no, I can't be one of them. No, I don't want to.” She cried, thinking back to before this apocalypse began. Back to when things were okay. Her family was still alive. Except they had died years back before the apocalypse even began. She was just a lonely girl, who met Ryan and fell in love. Barely conscious and close to turning, Ara dragged herself toward the toxic river near the edge of the city. The black water churned violently below, filled with chemical waste, rotting corpses, blood, and dangerous liquids dumped there after the apocalypse began.

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.

Killing the cockroaches just now had taken a lot out of them, and they were exhausted. I guzzled down the spirit spring water and wiped my mouth. "Once everyone’s more or less recovered, we’ll go downstairs and clear out the scattered zombies in the area. When the vicinity is completely secure, we can harvest Crystal Cores in peace." With that, I picked up a roasted sweet potato and took a large bite. The soft, sticky, and sweet flavor instantly filled my mouth, making me feel comfortable all over, and a look of satisfaction appeared on my face. ’Sure enough, in the freezing post-apocalyptic world, nothing is more comforting than a warm roasted sweet potato!’

Games are so scarce recently even though the entire world has become one big jungle. After the pandemic and the chaos the world went through, Mother Nature claimed everything. Entire cities turned into green, lush forests, but it was useless. There were no edible fruits to eat or clean animals to hunt. It was a sick and twisted joke from the gods. I got my backpack and sword and headed to the first trap we had made and as expected I found nothing. The second one had a small rabbit. I caught it and cut off his head and skinned it quickly and strapped it to my backpack.