Reborn Before The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

—rain began pounding against the windows. Elena froze. In her memory, the end had started with rain on Easter. But that was still more than a week away. Why was it coming early this time? And it wasn't just drizzle—the downpour was heavy. Does the apocalypse start ahead of schedule? Panic washed over her. She had been calm ever since her rebirth because she knew what was coming and how to face it. The disasters were terrifying, yes, but she had already lived through them once. At least she thought she knew the order, the timing, and the way things would happen.

I checked both directions before moving. The security lights were still blinking. I made it halfway across when my phone vibrated. An unknown number. I almost ignored it, but a message appeared before I could put the phone away. You saw it. My blood ran cold. A second message followed. Now you understand why your mother disappeared. I stared at the screen, my breathing turning shallow. Whoever was contacting me wasn’t merely watching my movements. They knew about the creature, the Moonwell, and my mother. They knew things I had only begun to understand myself.

"Gift, stop. You're exhausted. You're talking crazy." "Listen to me, Mich!" I grabbed his wrists, holding on tightly even though I could feel him flinch. "I died in another world. I woke up in her body right before the outbreak started. I came from a place where this entire apocalypse was just a story in a book. My soul is living inside her skin." Mich pulled his hands back slowly, staring at me as if I had turned into a stranger right before his eyes. "That's impossible. That sounds like a crazy story."

Officials were still describing the situation as an unusual weather emergency, but the reports coming from other regions suggested something much bigger was happening. I remembered the first apocalypse. In my previous life, people had laughed at the warnings until the cold became impossible to ignore. By the time they understood the danger, shops had been emptied, roads were impassable, and families were fighting over food. I wasn't going to wait for that point. I went through the bunker one more time, checking that the essential systems were functioning. Everything was stable, and the generator had enough fuel to keep us going. Ethan joined me shortly afterward. "There's something you need

She died on a pharmacy floor while her husband walked out with her supplies and her stepsister on his arm. Now Ione Calloway wakes up fourteen days before the dead rise, with a second chance, a forty-three million dollar secret, and a gift that lets her see who is already infected. Her ex wants her back. The people who betrayed her want her fortune. And the world is two weeks from ending. This time, she is not the one left behind.

Sophie sat nearby, resting her injured leg on a cushion. Elena compared the dates. September 21: the man recovered near Blackridge. September 22: Lena Morrow's access was revoked. September 29: Lena was officially declared dead. October 12: Elena woke up three days before the apocalypse. October 15: the date she remembered the outbreak beginning in her previous life. The sequence looked deliberate, but she couldn't yet explain why. “What if Lena discovered the original carrier before the authorities did?” Elena asked. Adrian studied the papers.

"Your favourite coffee shop is only a few streets away. You used to stop there whenever you had an early appointment." "Maybe we can visit another day," Lucy replied. "For now, I think I'd rather go home and rest." "That's a good decision," Justin said. "You have enough time to rediscover everything. Nobody expects you to resume your old routine immediately." Lucy nodded, but her thoughts were already moving elsewhere. She needed money, supplies, information, and a safe place before the apocalypse began. She could not afford to spend weeks pretending to recover while the world moved toward disaster. Every day mattered, and Bryan's safety remained her greatest concern.

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.

I knew he loved me so much, and Vivian was nothing but his tool, but it didn't matter anymore. I can't afford to be stupid this time. Adrian only believed his father after what I told him, and thank God I was early enough, because he wouldn't have ever believed me. And since I have him by myself, I would be so untouchable. Adrian let me be part of the Starks. I had taken the vaccine, and only those with the vaccine wouldn't be affected during the apocalypse. Even the zombies would bow down before us. Yes, Vivian Lake wasn't the only one who was reborn!

The pain in my head became unbearable. I gritted my teeth, waiting for it to pass. When I finally opened my eyes, I was breathing hard. My reflection stared back at me, pale and shaken. I'd never experienced anything like this before. The images felt too vivid to be ordinary dreams, yet I couldn't place them anywhere in my actual memories. I had never sat beside Evelyn in a hospital room. I had never watched her die. Had I? I froze. The thought had appeared so naturally that it frightened me.