Survive 100 Novels & Stories

All the pieces suddenly connected. Anger and grief erupted all at once. "If I'd known I'd have to survive on scratch cards, do you think I would've chosen to be born?" "Oh, so now you're complaining?" Mom snorted coldly on the other end of the line. "Fine then. From now on I'll just switch to ten-dollar cards instead. You've got good luck anyway, so I might as well save myself some money!" With that, she hung up with a sharp click. I knew she had probably blocked me again.

“I’ll stand with Serena for the ceremony, calm the De Lucas, and settle the child’s registration. Once this passes, I’ll marry you properly. You know I love you.” Serena gave a small, wounded smile. “Aria, Dante spent ten years saving you. Is helping him once really so much to ask?” The room fell quiet. That was her skill. She never needed to raise her voice; she only had to place the blade where it hurt. I waited for Dante to stop her. He did not. Instead, he said, “I know this is unfair, but I need you to endure it for a little while.” Endure. For ten years, I had endured treatment after treatment, the smell of disinfectant, and pain that made sleep impossible. I had endured because Dante

They rained their fists again and again into the wretched duo. I turned my phone on and called a rescue squad member. Then, I led my other colleagues on a two-day survival mission. Queenie and Shawn didn't die, but it was a near thing. We tied them up and set them aside, keeping them alive on the barest minimum of food. I was going to deal with them after we got back to civilization. I was the one running the company behind the scenes, but everyone thought he owned the business. His company could never have gotten off the ground if it weren't for me.

"I'm not trying to prove a point." "No?" "I'm trying to survive." "Survive, survive what exactly?"

The abnormal weather had killed many survivors. In my past life, I'd only arrived at a safe zone five months after the zombie outbreak. There'd been elite soldiers and over a hundred thousand survivors there. Over a hundred of these safe zones were scattered across the country, significantly contributing to mankind's survival. "Why aren't we leaving now since the safe zones have already been set up?" Mom asked me. I looked at the snow outside. "It's highly likely we'll freeze to death in this weather if our car breaks down." …

The one person who remembered who I really was. We had ten minutes. To run. To fight. To survive. Or lose everything.

No hiding. Only survival.

Surviving together. One day at a time. One kick at a time. One hope at a time. They would make it through this. They had to.

I could only survive. And survive I would.

Vivian said. Not the question Aria expected. "What do you want to know?" "How did you survive him?" Aria studied Vivian's face. The question was genuine. The need behind it was desperate. "I didn't survive him," Aria said. "Not the way people mean when they say that. I didn't overcome him or defeat him. I just... kept existing. One day at a time. One hit at a time. I woke up every morning and decided to still be here. That's not survival. That's endurance."