Realistic Post Apocalyptic Books Novels & Stories

Certainly, he was grateful for the utility she had, the benefits her skills might bring him, but she’d been foolish to assume more of his behavior than that. Exhaling a deep sigh through pursed lips, Evelyn sat up. It was ironic really. Here she was, in the land of near continuous sunshine and beautiful weather, natural beauty and bounty, quite simply a literal dream factory, caught in the ineluctable tug of war between slim chance and dire calamity. Between the imaginary utopian Futurama and the dystopian reality of her life, her aspirations and hopes wildly inflated to epic magnitude one moment only to be cruelly warped and devastated in the next.

she said as she leaned up against the side of the door, taking a drag of her vape and passing it to me while at the same time, showing me her phone. Instead, I reached over and hastily snatched it from her. “Supposedly, the last attack went viral, and people had it recorded.” I watched the short recording, where it showed that there was a zombie that had run through the town and knocked out some buildings. People were running around like chickens had their heads cut off. the sky filled with screams of terror. Indeed, the playback confirmed that someone had survived long enough to record it and show it to the word. Which told me, these attacks were escalating at such a thronging rate that it

"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..."

" 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 crowd quickly dispersed from the scene for also Shawn and his friends. "Let's go back now, we can buy at the other canteen," Shawn advised them. "But my shawarma," Arthur exclaimed, "I want to eat some " "You can buy that outside the school," Shawn dragged him, "We need to get out of here first." Arthur eventually gave up and joined them. "What do you guys of what happened there? I think that man is crazy." Arthur said to them. "I would assume the person is a drug addict," Raven said, "That's why he acts aggressively like that."

Elise looked toward the window. Outside, people were dragging walker bodies away from the fence. “No place is safe.” My hope sank slightly. Then she continued. “But we’re trying.” I looked around the office. Handwritten lists covered one wall. Food. Water. Medical supplies. Names. Jobs. Someone had drawn a map of the school and marked exits in red. Organized. Planned. Real. “There’s space in one of the classrooms upstairs,” Elise said. “You’ll get blankets. Food tonight. Water is rationed, so don’t waste it.”

"Now, where's this famous unsalted potato mash? I want to see if Marcus really cooks as badly as you say!" "Oh, it's worse," Maya called out from across the yard, fanning away a cloud of smoke from Ethan's failed campfire. "It tastes like wet chalk!" "Wet chalk with tactical protein!" Marcus shouted back defensively. I chuckled, feeling the warm, steady surge of dark energy pulsing inside my chest. The world outside Base Alpha was falling apart, torn to shreds by mutated zombies and shifting climate horrors, but standing here in this loud, chaotic, ridiculous courtyard, surrounded by guns, fire, lightning, and laughter... for the first time since my rebirth, I felt like the apocalypse was ac

Maybe if I look at the buildings. The abandoned buildings around me were trashed when the apocalypse started. I remember when the first outbreak was reported, the infected were ripping people’s throats out. I always thought the apocalypse would have been caused by zombies but it’s not. Get this, the apocalypse started because of vampires and not the twilight kind of vampires. No these vampires don’t have glittery skin or look even remotely attractive. These vampires have rotten skin from the lack of food and their eyes are black bottomless pits. These monsters can go out in the sun without the fear of their skin burning. Their nails look like thick wires protruding from their fingertips remi

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.

All for the crowds, shopping malls, large, tall buildings and towers, popular restaurants like McDonald’s, shopping stores like Macy’s, and coffee shops like Starbucks. This town gives me the impression of being in a post apocalyptic universe where the last of humanity was forced to live in some sort of colonizations, growing their own food, and defending their own territories against intruders, which sounds close to the truth if yesterday’s events were any indication. “We have everything here, why would they want to go anywhere else? Besides, not all of us like to live in a crowded, noisy city. Some of us like the quietness and the simple life that only a small town provides” he said firmly