Sci-fi Post Apocalyptic Novels & Stories

There are roads with empty cars down below the hill that we are hiding behind, but there are no humans, only old brochures getting carried with the wind. I find it scary thinking that nothing new will be created, the magazines you can sometimes find in abandoned places are the last of their kind. A wind blew past one day, bringing the infection, and then the government dropped a bomb and ended the human era. Hybrids and mutated animals are the new rulers of this world, yet I'm struggling to survive and refusing to die. And after I've found Ryan, we are joining the others to search for a place where we can live. Maybe there are mutated animals suited for farm life.

It’s the aftermath of an apocalypse of life on earth as we know it. The planet has suffered a devastating alteration to its surface composition. Although the earth has been resilient in the face of catastrophe over the millenniums and has already begun to rejuvenate in some way or another, there is speculation that it might never completely recover from the nuclear war that raged as a last resort for the powers that be to hang onto the control of the planet and not lose it to the few humans who were assisting with the invasion of a dominant alien race. There are only a select few areas that aren’t affected. These areas were quickly seized by the invading aliens and the humans who’d worked

"We handled the Board. We can handle a few angry grandpas." "They aren't grandpas," Reyes said grimly. "They’ve spent the last century synthesizing their consciousness with pre-war combat AI. They are post-human. And they are waking up the Prime Forges. Neo-Angeles isn't a city anymore; it's a war machine. And they are expanding." Dax lowered his SMG an inch. He looked at the massive, crippled Crawler. Its treads were completely blown, and smoke was billowing from the primary intake vents. It wasn't going anywhere.

Bob adds "The important thing is what he told us" Hiraku clears his throat "the world I will send you to is dominated by beasts, magical beings and it's very perilous. Humanity is doomed to extinction. Your mission will be to save humanity and guide mankind to an era of peace and prosperity. This world is more advanced than yours, not in technology, but in energy. The presence of mana makes possible all kinds of phenomena that you will not understand, so it will be difficult for you to survive until you learn the basics.

On the way out, I might've accidentally shot Willa in the kneecap. Oops. Now they match. Real couple goals. In the end, every last one of those monsters got executed. Not a single one walked. Brentford Base neared completion under my watch. People rebuilt. Production came back. Three months in, the military cleared out the cities. Six months later, the vaccine hit everyone. By the one-year mark, the apocalypse was officially over. Humanity won. And the name Selene Sorrell— they'd never forget it.

AUGUST. _THE WORLD AFTER._ Half the world was gone. Not destroyed. Changed. The Black Moon hung in the sky. Always night. Always red-black. Countries: France, UK, Germany, Spain... gone. Asia: Half gone. India, China... pockets left. America: East Coast gone. West Coast holding. People: 3 billion dead. The rest: Infected. Or hiding. The Cult won. They called it "The New World". --- _LOCATION: SYDNEY UNDERGROUND BUNKER._

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."

But I knew everything that happened was too real to be a dream. The pain, the bites, the betrayal… My best friend and girlfriend leaving me to die. Just then, a birthday tune filled the air and I glanced at my phone to see that it was my birthday. My calendar remembered my birthday while I didn't. I suddenly remembered what happened on my birthday before the apocalypse. The biggest nuclear energy plant had exploded and clouded the city for weeks. That very day, the AI bots started to malfunction and all of them began to drop dead. That was probably the trigger before the apocalypse.

His voice suddenly became louder with more strength than before, and his eyes glimmered with anger shading the sorrow behind it. "We. Are. In-vin-ci-ble!" He dragged the last sound of his last word like a war cry of burning passion on a battle field, and his voiced seized right after he ran out of breath. The priest's sermon although were contemplated pleas of a saddened heart, his reality wasn't far off his mind. Life was a walking despair in the year 3084. Earth was not as typical as what Sci-fis before the ascension had theatrically painted over the wide screen of a cinema. There were no monochromatic fashion, super computers, flying saucers and an invasion from the green folks, or cyborg

Meanwhile, Esmeralda and Agatha followed by their side. “France is no longer the country of romance as it used to be.” Dorothy sighed lightly. What came into sight were the signs of ruin everywhere. Domestic garbage, tramps in tattered clothes on the streets, smashed doors of stores, crashed vehicles, and burned-out buildings were everywhere... Various signs showed that this was a post-apocalyptic place. After the powerhouses of the universe entered Earth, many people did not go to America. Instead, they had been searching for opportunities all over the world. Those people were reckless and did whatever they wanted abroad. In their eyes, the local regime was an existence that they could crus