Post-apocalyptic Novels & Stories

As 3iAtlas ignores all warnings and begins its descent into Earth's atmosphere, the entire human race realizes that an alien invasion is truly underway. Having anticipated this, I'm just about to take my girlfriend, Helena Cohen, to an official government shelter when her childhood friend, Damien Farley, intervenes. "Lena! The aliens are here! There won't be any fortifications that can hold against them!" he exclaims. "Listen to me! Let's go hide at the nearest Costgo instead. It's a membership-only place. The aliens don't have memberships, so they can't get in. It's the safest place on Earth!" I spit out the milk I was drinking, and to my horror, Helena nods in all seriousness. "Dam h

After everything she had experienced in her previous life. After witnessing that terrible death and then being given a second chance... She understood the true nature of the apocalypse better than anyone around her. A heavy sigh escaped her lips. My base is thriving. She stared toward the distant walls surrounding Hope Base. The villa is thriving too. Images of smiling survivors flashed through her mind. Everyone is happy. For a brief moment, a smile appeared on her face. Then it faded. But nobody can afford to become complacent in the apocalypse. Her expression grew serious.

Because of my fragile health, my best friend, Eva, kept me on a tight leash growing up. She always told me, "Leah, you can't take risks." So for every date David and I planned, she had to test it out for me first. When the new roller coaster opened at the amusement park and she said it was too intense for my heart, David took her instead. After I booked a bed-and-breakfast by the ocean, Eva said the night breeze was too strong for me. So David spent the night there with her. I made reservations at a romantic couple's restaurant, only for her to say the menu might trigger an allergic reaction. That was why David took her to try it first. Every time they came back, Eva would look me in t

I left before sunrise, phone dead in a Faraday pouch at the bottom of a rented locker, and spent the morning doubling back through streets I didn’t need, because every open signal now felt like an invitation to be found. The hospital was gone as an option. I needed a replacement, and I had exactly one memory to work from — a water treatment facility on the northern edge of the industrial district where, three weeks after the outbreak in a life that no longer existed, a handful of survivors had lasted longer than anyone expected before it was overrun.

TIMELINE CONNECTIONS: SEVERED. CREATOR: FREE. The screen went dark. And the silver particle dissolved into nothing. There would be no more resets. No more copies. No more worlds forced to repeat the same tragedy. The Apocalypse was over. And this time, the world was allowed to live.

"Ethan, we did it. The apocalypse is gone. The bridge, the cloud, it's all— it's gone. We saved everyone." Ethan looked at her, bewildered. "Did what? What are you talking about?" Lena smiled through tears, pointing at the screen. "The apocalypse is gone! Look!" Then another line appeared beneath it. Smaller. Colder. *HUMAN POPULATION: 0* Her smile disappeared. Instantly. "What?" she whispered. The screen flickered violently, as if glitching. *TIMELINE STABILITY: FALSE* *COLLAPSE STATUS: ACTIVE*

Jackson said with a wicked smile while watching a scene on the laptop. It was the scene of a long-haired Jack covered all over with blood, the bloodied corpse in his arms didn't help matters not to talk of the surrounding dyed with blood, corpses, and death. The earth seemed to have gone through an apocalypse, the surroundings looked like it had completely collapsed, mountains fallen on humans and killing them, seas and rivers scattered all over not left out in the fun of making fresh meat, carcasses of both animals and humans killed by the deterioration of nature itself were all around, even the minor creations that bestowed their existence on the carcasses where nowhere to be seen, seeming

" I'm just saying, I don't want to disturb anything, but the city is becoming chaos. I think it would be wise to leave before we are stuck in any barrier they put so they don't let us out. If the country intends to go to war, it will want to keep everyone inside their homes. In fact, around the police station, some barriers to control traffic had already been placed. Humanity was moving towards the end of those punishments. And I didn't know why I felt so heavy and sad. Maybe I already knew that the ending was not as pleasant as I imagined. "Do you think they can do that?" Asked Anne, shocked, turning to Zylah." Will they confine us and wait until they have enough answers to all the bizarren

The world after The Burning was quiet. Too quiet. No more cars rumbling down streets, no more planes humming overhead. No more constant hum of humanity. Just ash and silence. I moved through the ruins of a small town, my feet crunching over broken glass and charred debris. The once vibrant town was now just a skeleton, its buildings blackened and hollowed out, like they’d been picked clean by vultures. The air was thick with the smell of burnt wood and decay, and every breath tasted like dust.

On May 5, 2023, at 16:37 everyone fell asleep. In which everyone becomes paranoid, thinking about conspiracy theories, not finding a cure, but until then and in a short time, thousands of people would fall into despair, they would all literally, would be afraid, create new viruses that would literally emerge diseases, aftereffects. The world that will take the people who are left in a bad economy, so bad that the world would fall into a series of problems, which would simply lead to people being taken by the wind, by the plague, the horsemen of the apocalypse returning to the world, thousands of people just couldn't deal with each other, fights, conflicts, wars that would never end, whatever