Post-apocalyptic Fantasy Novels & Stories

the engineer protested, gesturing to an elderly woman and two young girls clinging to her skirts. “Bring them along then,” the guard replied brusquely, his gaze already moving further into the sea of faces. He scanned the injured, the gaunt, the terrified. It was nearly impossible to distinguish between citizens of River and Rivermirror now. The apocalypse had erased such distinctions. After what felt like an eternity, his eyes locked onto a figure—the remaining vitaecer. “You come along as well,” he commanded.

Not only that, but the setting will be post-apocalyptic, where the survivors have varying degrees of psychic powers. Most people will have low-level abilities, such as telepathy and empathy. Some will have incredible powers able to manipulate the physical world with their minds, such as telekinesis and precognition. A handful will be able to literally warp what’s real with a thought (sometimes carelessly). The novel will explore similar themes of power and corruption, but mostly fresh ones regarding reality and perception. Specifically, the differences between natural reality vs manufactured reality, and truth vs disinformation. Kinda like what we’re seeing politically across the globe.

POV: PHINA Surviving the end of the world was never going to be a matter of stockpiling enough grain or locking myself behind twelve-foot walls. Food rots, walls fall, and eventually, the cold breaks through every barrier. The real key to surviving the coming apocalypse lies in knowing exactly whom to trust, and setting boundaries that can never be crossed. Sitting at my desk in the command center, I opened a fresh file on my encrypted laptop and titled it “The Highland Protocols.”

But sitting inside a concrete box while the world turned into a giant zombie buffet was a fast track to getting cornered when the really big monsters started showing up. Plus, absorbing cores actually made my arms stronger, my legs faster, and my reflexes sharper. "Who knew apocalypse fitness had such great benefits?" I chuckled, flexing my bicep. "No gym membership required, just a slight risk of getting eaten!" I stepped out onto the main street of Frosthaven. The quiet suburban town had completely transformed over the last few days. Burned-out sedans sat abandoned on the sidewalk, front lawns were scorched black from stray fireballs, and half-eaten lawn gnomes lay shattered in the drivewa

CHAPTER ELEVEN My blood ran cold. I knew that ability. Authority of Dominion. In my previous life, it had belonged to Julius Everton. It was one of the abilities that made him terrifying after the apocalypse. He could force weaker creatures to obey him, suppress their instincts, and eventually control monsters that should have been impossible for a human to command. But he shouldn't have it yet. Not today. Not on the first day. Julius looked at his glowing hand with fascination. The Gold-Hoarder Golem remained motionless in front of him.

Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | 18+ | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Pace | Smut | Obsession | Erotic It started with a kiss I don’t remember giving. A rooftop. A moan. Someone’s fingers buried in my hair like they belonged there. A mouth on my throat that said I tasted like something they lost in another life. I wasn’t dreaming.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

Before we could stop ourselves we both inhaled the gas and we immediately fell to the ground, unconscious. - - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - - My legs feel full of staples and sand together. My mind is overflowing and pounding trying to remember what's happening. A sharp intake of breath and I'm awake. I try to stand up but I can't move. I blink rapidly to gain back my vision and it's slowly starting to look clear. To my surprise, somehow I'm starting into very rage grey eyes that seem to know too much.

Meanwhile, Esmeralda and Agatha followed by their side. “France is no longer the country of romance as it used to be.” Dorothy sighed lightly. What came into sight were the signs of ruin everywhere. Domestic garbage, tramps in tattered clothes on the streets, smashed doors of stores, crashed vehicles, and burned-out buildings were everywhere... Various signs showed that this was a post-apocalyptic place. After the powerhouses of the universe entered Earth, many people did not go to America. Instead, they had been searching for opportunities all over the world. Those people were reckless and did whatever they wanted abroad. In their eyes, the local regime was an existence that they could crus

Blue light filled the room, a transparent board appeared, and a little cartoon baby besides it; words slowly materialize. [Congratulations] [Apocalypse system survival initializing] [Binding host: Seraphina Ashford] She stared at the screen, her lips parted. “What..." [Binding Successful.] [Welcome back, Player Seraphina Ashford.] [The Apocalypse Survival System has officially awakened.] Her blood ran cold. "Player...?"