Reborn Three Days Before The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

She had seen enough in her first life to know that much. But this transformation had happened far too quickly. In her first life, the earliest changes had followed a pattern. There had been time to recognise the symptoms, time to move away, time to believe that knowing what came next might save you. She had built her preparations around those memories. Now, in a matter of minutes, the virus had done something she had never seen before. Evie had spent months preparing for an apocalypse she had already survived once. She had remembered the dates, the first symptoms, the mistakes people made, and the things that would eventually destroy entire settlements.

THEY ARE BITING AND EATING PEOPLE--]⁠ The TV in the main lobby started loud emergency alarms, with a big red banner flashing across the screen: GLOBAL EMERGENCY / UNKNOWN DISEASE OUTBREAK. Suddenly, the cold, mechanical voice echoed clearly inside my head: ⁠[CONGRATULATIONS ON SUCCESSFULLY LOCKING YOUR BETRAYERS INSIDE THE PRECINCTION SHELTER BEFORE DAY ZERO.]⁠ ⁠[WARNING: THE APOCALYPSE HAS OFFICIALLY BEGUN.]⁠

The world outside had become a frozen nightmare, yet inside my house, people were still discussing food and asking questions as though life had not changed forever. I walked to the bed and sat down, staring at my hands. I had thought that returning to the past would make me stronger. I had believed that remembering my previous life would help me control my emotions and make better decisions. In some ways, it had. I had prepared my home, gathered supplies, and taken steps that I had never taken before the first apocalypse. But seeing Lucan and Mireya again was harder than I had expected.

[Item Detected: ORIGIN CRYSTAL] [Class: Unique — Function: System Evolution Core] [Absorbing it will advance Spatial Storage to Level 3 and unlock a second ability] [WARNING: Host 3 is seeking the same item] Sera understood at once. This was what her father had died for. This was why they had come in black cars with guns. "What is that?" Gideon's voice had gone very low behind her. "The reason the world might not end for me." She drew a long breath. "Or the reason it ends faster." From somewhere far above, a muffled boom shook the stairwell. "They've breached the plant door," Gideon said. He was already turning, checking the load in his pistol, rolling his shoulders like a man who had done t

My supplies could last for months. Yet something still felt wrong. The outbreak had started far earlier than I expected. I checked the date on my phone again. Fifty-six days. That was how much time I should have had before the apocalypse began. But the world outside was already falling apart. Had my return changed the timeline? Or had I misunderstood what happened in my previous life? I closed the calendar. It didn't matter anymore. Whatever the reason, I couldn't afford to waste time wondering about it. I needed to survive the present.

After nine months of apocalypse, the world was trying to come back. I looked at Tiny Elena asleep on her mother, at my belly with two boys who would be born into a world that might be rebuilding, at Killian who lost a brother yesterday and gained a niece today. "EVA, record this," I said. "Day 87 of apocalypse. Infant Elena Thorne cried for first time. Real cry. Weight 1.42 kilograms. Father Keon Thorne died yesterday trying to reach us. Mother Bianca Cole holding her skin-to-skin. Father figure Damian Cole in isolation with fever 38.7. Mother Elena Thorne pregnant with two sons, five months. Bunker father Killian Thorne standing. We are alive. We are family. End record."

Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by her companions, she died as zombie bait because they considered her a burden who ate too much. Reborn one month before the apocalypse, she awakens a mysterious Shopping System and vows to rewrite her fate. She divorces her husband, steals whatever supplies she can find, and does everything in her power to stockpile food, weapons, and necessities before disaster strikes. This time, she will survive, grow stronger, and make every person who betrayed her pay. As the apocalypse arrives, the dangerous man whose weapons she once stole comes looking for her. He refuses to leave her alone, and despite his ruthless nature, he soon becomes smitten with

He looked like a man with nothing in the world to fear. My fingers curled around my fork until the metal bit into my palm. I'd spent the whole day thinking about Edward, the bunker, and the apocalypse waiting at the end of the year. I'd been so busy trying to stop the world from taking everything that I'd almost forgotten the first person I needed to save. That night, I couldn't sleep. I lay under the covers for almost an hour, staring at the ceiling while memories crowded in. There were too many dates and names and warnings, and I couldn't afford to lose a single one.

As she emptied it, she finally understood why there were no people or zombies in this area. In the corner of the warehouse, piles of bones and rotten flesh were stacked. It seemed the mutated zombie had not only eaten human flesh but had also devoured its own kind. No wonder it had reached the bottleneck of level two in just a few days after the apocalypse. Consuming crystal cores from other zombies also benefited them. This was why, just a few years into the apocalypse, most zombies had already evolved, and the lowest-ranked ones were at level two. Cannibalism was one of the harsh laws of survival in the apocalypse. Even humans killed each other to obtain crystal cores, let alone soulless z

I asked a nurse hurrying past us. "On the station, Doctor. Dr. Hayes has already been informed." Adrian stepped forward. "I'm here. Tell me what's happened." The nurse led us toward the nearest bed. "The first patient arrived about three hours ago with a high fever and persistent cough. Two more came in shortly afterward. The fourth arrived less than an hour ago." "Are they connected?" I asked. "Not that we've established. One patient recently returned from overseas, but the others haven't reported any common travel history."