Post Apocalyptic Synonym Novels & Stories

" 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

Before I even realized it, our fingers had laced together, his grip firm. Oliver's face contorted with rage. He looked ready to snap, ready to unleash the same kind of violence he had used to punish me in our past life. But did it even matter? Before he could explode, the mediator called him outside for questioning. One by one, everyone was interrogated. By the end of it, my innocence was undeniable. The apocalypse was a global catastrophe. Anyone trying to use the zombie virus as a tool would first have to ensure they weren't infected themselves. That alone made it nearly impossible.

Joel laughed, eliciting a soft laughter from his mother too. “I saw the soldiers on the streets,” Joel turned to his father. “They come in larger numbers everyday and each one is worse than the former . We don’t have anyone to treat them so they either leave or- “ his father left the rest unsaid. Dead, Joel finished the statement in his head. Dead, just like his younger brother. Only, they hadn’t met their end on that battlefield. They had come back, looking for something to keep them alive and had not found it.

"This is the Elysium Refuge. I'm in charge here." Elysium Refuge. I had heard that before. In the third year of the apocalypse, it became the largest and most stable human settlement known to exist. Rumor had it that it was equipped with a complete defense system, ample food supplies, and even had an ongoing research of the virus. "How did I..." I began, my voice hoarse. "Our scout team found you in the ruins," Iris said, her gaze studying me closely. "You were running a dangerously high fever. Your skin was cracked and healing in cycles. We almost thought you wouldn't make it."

He had dark curls, green eyes, and a calm smile that carried no pity. “Miss Vale?” I looked at him. “I’m Adrian Bellini. My family funds part of Professor Shaw’s closed project. She asked me to make sure you got back safely.” I remembered Professor Shaw mentioning the Bellini family once during a project meeting, but I had never met him before. “Hello, Mr. Bellini,” I said. Behind me, Dante did not follow. This time, I did not look back. The car door opened. Beyond the city, the institute waited: the lab, the project, the life I had once thought I would never live long enough to claim.

Adrian said. Considering that Apadore was where we lost one of our own, let’s just say it wasn’t our favorite place in the world. “The reapers are invading Apadore?,” Rick asked. Apparently , the alligence made a few new friends during their whole human Extinction” campaign said Adrian. Hello? Last time we were there a whole Bunch of hybrids wanted us dead,” ‘The Alligence wanted you dead,” Lisa said. “Apadore is the safest place in the world for hybrids. Thousands of refugees go there to escape Vanity.

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

Emmett said to me while loading our shopping cart with fruits. "It's my fault. I was in a rush just now." Having survived three years in the apocalypse, my mindset was already fixated on ensuring everyone's survival when I was buying supplies earlier. In doing so, I had completely forgotten about the quality of the supplies. Emmett stroked my head, his heart aching for me. "You worked really hard. This time, we'll work hard together. We'll definitely survive the apocalypse." Tears welled up in my eyes once again. I thought my heart had already gone numb from seeing too much death happening around me throughout the three hellish years. But it seemed that Emmett's comforting words could still