Shelter Novels & Stories

"It's okay Anna. No one really does. Not something we all like to talk about. I just don't want you to look at me with fragile glasses on. I'm still the little punk kid that used to tie your shoelaces together before you went skating with Alan." "That was you? I thought it was Anastasia." We all laugh and talk about old times as we park on the street, along with all the other SUV's from the meeting. We hop out and begin our journey to the shelter. That's how we spend out entire day. We go from shelter to shelter and speak with not only the person in charge but the committee member that represents

That wasn’t the right decision to make. “That shield was cool, huh! I wish we had one at home. But then again, I have no home anymore. They threw me out for school. So heartless!!! Mom I miss you—” Ponjie's rants immediately stopped and he pretended to be dead when he realized that he just blurted the last sentence out. “...”

And, he kept the things that he used for my wound, then he kept them in my bag in my quarter of our shelter. "You seem to be so sleepy. We should take some rest already. We still have jobs to do tomorrow. And, we better get up early." He continued cheerfully while smiling brightly, and I just let out a sigh before I headed to my quarter that is on the right side of this shelter that is seven by seven feet wide, six feet in height, and two feet above from the sand, that we divided into two with a railing in between our quarters. It's actually quite sturdy with its huge posts, yet the walls are made of coconut leaves and some othe

It is made strong to withstand strong typhoons that may possibly hit, the place. Inside it, there are three rooms, with enough beddings, pillows, and blanket for emergency. They also stock file of medicine supplies, for first aid purposes. A radio antenna, was erected in the top of the building for VHF and UHF transmission. In normal walking, the site can be reach in two days walk from the entrance of the forest. “We entrust to you this shelter” they give the keys to Dexter. “I will take good care of this place” he told them.

“I want to. I really do, but I can’t. I’ll just take my bath and leave. I’m sorry for all this trouble.” I kept the door locked as I hurried into the bathroom. After taking a quick bath, I stepped out with a towel wrapped securely around my body, water still dripping from my wet hair onto my shoulders. The moment I entered the room, I froze. Lucas was already there. “How did you—?” “Spare keys,” he cut in, holding them up with a small, almost sheepish grin. “I didn’t mean to invade In here” Lucas said. I immediately lowered my head, too embarrassed to meet his eyes while I was standing there nearly naked.

The next morning, I searched the entire estate for the so-called final reward, but at first glance, nothing seemed different. Then I looked outside through the window. And finally, I let out a long breath of relief. The final reward was a protective barrier surrounding the entire estate. At last, my estate became the ultimate shelter. Inside the area protected by the barrier, the temperature remained perfectly normal at all times. The acid rain could no longer enter. And when the skies cleared, I’d no longer need to worry about evolved zombies climbing over the walls either. For the first time since the apocalypse began, I could freely relax in the courtyard a

We held hands as we stepped off the elevator—comfortable, easy, the way two people who’d walked through hell together do. Jax waited near the bar—still limping slightly, but standing taller than ever. Mateo beside him—arm around Jax’s waist, both of them smiling like men who’d found their place. Jax hugged me first—tight, brotherly—then Elliott—quick clasp, back slap, the old rivalry long dissolved into something warmer. “You made it,” Jax said, voice rough with emotion. “Wouldn’t miss it,” I replied. The shelter had grown—five locations now, across two countries. Art therapy rooms, dance studios, counseling spaces. Kids who’d once slept on streets now perform

she said to me. “Okay, pitch me your idea,” I said and she smiled. “Beyond the grove of trees we have all that empty land, so I was thinking of building little cabins, not huge ones, because staying in the cabins wouldn’t be permanent. I want to target abused women, women that feel they have nowhere else to go so they stay in those situations. Bring them in and give them shelter and food, get them some trauma counseling, acquire new skills maybe, help them get jobs and get them on their feet so they can look after themselves,” she said and looked at me.

My hands shook as I stood in the bathroom. The wedding and reception were done. We got in car and now I am in his "house". I didn't even know he lived here. It was a duplex apartment which was around 15-20 kms away from my workplace. Right now, I'm locked in the bathroom. I locked myself I pursed my lips. I was about to have sex. It was inevitable. All the worse possible scenarios started to run in my mind. 'Will he like it?'

So my Alpha aura had slipped out easily when she needed me. “It hurts…” Mari's voice was near a whimper, as I moved her so she was laid out on the battered old sofa. The shelters that were spaced along the pack's borders, were used more for storage than for anything, and the occasional shelter if weather became an issue or if those on border patrol needed somewhere to rest their heads. They were far from ideal to be used as a place to stay long term, and definitely did not make a good treatment area. But, I had little other choice. In the state Mari had been in, she needed help, and this was the best place.