Novel & Cerita Rise Of Apocalypse

“I already told all of you to build your own house anyway, which I believe you’ll begin soon enough. So why not join my team instead?” Her tone became colder and more serious. “Let’s conquer the apocalypse together.” The room fell silent again. “In the future,” Ivy continued slowly, “there will be a complete collapse of order. Independent bases will rise everywhere, each led by powerful individuals. Only the strong will survive.” Her sharp gaze swept across every member present. “Bases will eventually start fighting each other for resources, territory, weapons, and food. They’ll attack one another simply to dominate. Large organizations will create the illusion of safety, but in reality, man

The pain of being dismembered was so precise, so unbearable, he could still feel it now. This was not a dream. Holding his head, he replayed the fifteen days of the apocalypse in his mind. They were too concrete, down to every second—especially the last moments. There was only one possibility. "I… I've been reborn." He fumbled for his phone. The date on the screen read March 1. The apocalypse had happened on June 1—he remembered it exactly because he had planned to take his son to an amusement park that day. They'd just stepped outside when the hail began; one ball hit him and the pain had made him question his life.

Sarah assured him. “After 500 years of our existence we can ascend, so to say… find some secluded place, make an altar, lay on it, and let our own fire consume us and take us from one life to another. After 9 days, we are born again from the ashes just like the legend says.” “And the secluded place is necessary because of the fire and all?” Sarah tried to imagine the scene in her head and indeed it was scary, like nothing she heard about the supernatural world before.

The Vampire Queen and Shiloh clashed in midair, locked in a direct collision of power. The cataclysmic powers collided, tearing through everything around them. The Blood Sanctum began to collapse piece by piece. Soon, the stone walls, the foundation, and even the entire dark mountain started to rise into the air before being vaporized. Nothing was left behind. The powerful fighters battling outside were all injured, and every one of them froze in shock. They retreated again and again, flying into the air with fear in their eyes.

“Sir, they are not even awake, and I am not hard” “It does not matter if they are awake or not” I growled as I got up and walked to the bathroom. “As for your other issue, this will help with that. You will be hard for hours” I chuckled as I handed him the pill. I grabbed him a bottle of beer “Now bottoms up bitch” Suddenly my windows started to shatter, Zac and I both threw ourselves on the ground until it stopped. “Fuck” I screamed “Go find out who the fuck that was” I ordered.

“Very good, I’m in the mood for a new plaything.“ His eyes fall on me and he rakes my body from head to toe, visually stripping me off my clothes. I feel dirty just standing under his filthy gaze. Slowly but surely, he moves down the stairs and comes up to me. And with every step that he takes, I feel a part of myself shrivel up and die. I do not want him to touch me. “Please….let me go,” I beg, choking back my sobs. My plea falls on deaf ears. I shut my eyes and pray to the moon goddess. I swear, if anyone comes and save me from this hellhole, I will become his or her slave for the rest of my life. I will pledge myself to my saviour, I will- “ALPHA!” Someone suddenly rushes in, shouting fra

“Do you know what an apocalypse means, Xavier?” Elder Obada walked up to where he was and sat on his bed and Xavier sat up as he stared at the Elder. “A war perhaps?” Xavier frowned. “A war that brings about the end of all lives on the planet?” Elder Obada shrugged. “Close enough. The apocalypse is the end, the end of all lives. You would meet your own apocalypse just like your father met his. You know the story of how your ancestors died right?” Xavier swallowed hard and nodded. “I can remember very clearly.”

But spoiled little Sophie would never understand that. After that, Logan took me back to the werewolf's base. There was no wedding. He just threw me on the bed and went out to drink with the other werewolves. The moment he closed the door, I climbed out the window and ran away. I never really thought I could escape. Ever since vampires and werewolves appeared, they had spread like a virus all over the world. They could fly and were incredibly strong fighters. They quickly took over humanity. Running away was impossible.

] [Projected result: Underworld Court rank increase. The immediate problem was a survivor who wanted protection without testimony. The worse problem was that incense was low. Nobody had the luxury of naming the threat neatly. People argued in fragments, moved furniture, counted children, checked wounds, and made ugly little bargains with their own courage. My power worked best when I slowed down enough to ask who benefited from panic. Ava's worked best when she refused to let panic become policy. [Projected casualties: acceptable.] Acceptable. That word had survived the apocalypse better than most gods.

I would have achieved so much, and most importantly, my parents would still be alive. How I wished I hadn't given up so much for him. “Piiiiiiiiii...!” I suddenly heard the sound of an approaching car. Slowly, I turned to my left, but it was too late because the next second, I was lying in a pool of my own blood, alone on the deserted road. Finally... I'm going to die and leave this wicked world behind. Am I seeing double? Why am I seeing the stars and the moon when it's raining?