Reborn Before Doomsday Novels & Stories

I leaned down, picked up the cold, smooth sphere, and held it up to the pale moonlight. DING! DING! DING! A deafening, majestic chime erupted inside my head, loud enough to make my ears ring. The system interface flared brilliant neon blue across my vision, illuminating the dark forest with glowing floating text: [First Wild Zombie Eliminated!] [Unrefined Zombie Core Obtained!] [Host Has Successfully Met All Awakening Requirements!] I held my breath as a second, blood-red prompt materialized right in front of my eyes: [Human Evolution Initiated.]

Evelyn woke before her alarm and reached for her phone. For a few seconds, she forgot where she was. Then she saw the date on the screen and remembered everything. October 19. Forty-three days until the apocalypse. She sat up and placed both feet on the floor. She took three slow breaths. Over the past two days, she had started setting limits with Adrian and Chloe. She had also allowed Lucian to help her without feeling that she owed him anything. These were small changes, but they had taken more courage than she expected.

The temperature had fallen sharply in less than an hour, then stabilized before rising slightly. I remembered a similar event from my first life. At the time, the authorities had described it as an isolated weather anomaly. Five days later, the Great Freeze began. In my previous life, that reading had appeared several days later. Now it was happening earlier. Keith had been right, but the future was changing. I stopped walking and stared at the screen, if the disaster arrived early my preparations might not be enough. I had only a limited amount of time to put everything in order and couldn't afford to waste another minute. I called my driver and told him to take me back.

Stabbed to death by her lying fiancé and her so-called best friend, Natalie wakes up eight years in the past, exactly one hundred days before endless floods swallow the world. This time, she knows everything. With a strange stone that can hide anything inside it and a retired police dog who trusts no one but her, Natalie sells off her fortune and turns the top floor of Houston's tallest tower into a fortress no one can break into. Evan and Ruby think she is still the sweet, foolish girl they can rob and use. They have no idea she remembers the knife. While the city drowns and her betrayers beg for scraps below, Natalie sits warm and full above the water, waiting.They left her to die

Not yet. But the frustration kept climbing. I had watched the world fall once. I had watched people die of something nobody understood until it was too late. And my father sat here talking about possibilities. "You're preparing without knowing what you're facing," I said. "What if it's worse than you think? What if someone has already built something dangerous and is hiding it? What if it's..." "Where is this coming from?" I looked at him. "Chimera." The word slipped out.

“Then, we’re both finished, might as well let the zombies eat us whole.” I shook at the thought of how I had died in my past life… no way!” I paced around the small room, trying to process everything. First the apocalypse, then the walkers, and now the cartel Apparently the universe wants me dead… my life had become a complete nightmare. “Since we’re both screwed, why don’t you help me find who stole those tubes?” I said finally. Adrian looked at me and scoffed. “We? I don’t think you understand that you’re more screwed, I’m only a collector.”

I blinked, rubbing my eyes violently with the back of my hand, certain that the trauma had made me read it incorrectly. I looked again. The date remained unchanged. It was a date from before the apocalypse ever began. I stood frozen in the middle of the ruined living room, the phone slipping slightly in my sweaty grip. “No way...” I whispered, the words barely audible over the sound of my own frantic breathing. I had returned to the past again. I had been thrown back into the timeline. But this time, the rules of the game had completely changed. I had no obsidian crown, no endless army of loyal zombies bowing at my command, and no godlike lightning powers to protect me from the dark.

"Are you getting involved with something dirty? Is Julian mixed up in this? Because if you brought cartel trouble or corporate goons to my doorstep while my sister is sick—" ​"Julian is dealing with the federal government right now," I interrupted sharply. "He won't be bothering anyone on this street for a long time." ​Derrick narrowed his eyes, searching my face for any sign of hesitation. "Then explain the warehouse. Explain why you're fortifying a building next door to a small-time auto mechanic you claims to despise." ​I looked him dead in the eye. I couldn't tell him about the rebirth. I couldn't tell him about the nightmare of being torn apart by the infected while Julian fled. If I to

Beneath it were medical records, brain scans, and a photograph of me standing outside a hospital several months before my death. I stepped closer. “What is this?” “Project Rebirth,” Lena said quietly. The room seemed to shrink around me. “Explain.” “Blackridge was conducting experiments on memory preservation and neural reconstruction. The official goal was to preserve the memories of critically injured military personnel. Researchers wanted to determine whether a person's memories could be reconstructed from recorded brain activity, even after the original brain had suffered catastrophic damage.” Adrian frowned. “That doesn't explain how Elena remembers dying and waking up three days earlie

“I don’t care if you’re a god or the devil himself. Give me my second chance. I will drag every single one of them to hell myself.” [Selection Confirmed.] [Congratulations, Host! You have been successfully rewound to 29 days before the Glacial Apocalypse.] [Main Directive: Stockpile supplies, build your fortress, and avenge your previous death. Good luck!]