This Summer Is The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

The entire time we walk in silence but I know Dante has something on his mind. He absentmindedly touches his lips, licking them, grinds his teeth together, and keeps looking back. I pull him to a stop, and I want to know, what is he doing? “Something smells wonderful,” he whispered. I remember the monster in the forest. I tell Dante a half-life and a truth. I found a monster with delicious honey, I ate him, and now he is gone. Not dead, but gone, and that is all he needs to know, that is all he will ever know about how I survived the Danger of Daylight.

In addition, you must also survive in this post-apocalyptic world; otherwise, you will die in this frozen world. The broad smile on Poppy's face slowly disappeared from her lips, replaced by a look of disbelief. "No way! How can I still have to survive after dying so tragically before!” Poppy fell to the ground in a pile of snow, running her hands through her hair in frustration. [Host, there is no need to be afraid. The System will help the Host survive in this apocalyptic world.] “What exactly can you do to help me?” Poppy became curious about what this entity, calling itself the System, could do to help her survive.

“We saw the storm — the sky split in half. We thought this place was a mirage. But you—” “I’m preparing,” I said simply. “And now, so are you.” ⸻ That night, as they rested, I sat by the Fountain — or what remained of it. The cracks in the Sanctuary’s barrier worried me. If the undead could breach it once, they could do it again. The apocalypse wasn’t waiting for ten days. It was accelerating. [System Alert: Temporal Distortion Detected] [Cycle Compression: Ten Days Remaining → Seven] My chest tightened. The cycle was collapsing faster.

Nobody is going to come to me. Talking about me, my name is Theodore Reigns. I'm 16, about to enter Junior year in two months when the school reopens after summer break. But to be honest, right now I think it's highly unlikely cause I'm here attending this three day Art camp for next year's senior students, that too in disguise as Elena Griffin, Eastwood's best artist, and so if I get caught, I guess I won't have to go to school again.

He doesn't want to be judgemental, but a few of them might be delinquent from appearance. He took the liberty to watch from above, his mind wandering who those new faces were around. He hasn't gone outside in a while, the community lacks children playing outside and the nearest park is across the highway he doesn't have a heart to take a leap into. "Don't you think the coach is working us out early? Tomorrow's the practice match and this is a 3-week training camp." "I'll be skin and bones if we continue to run in this humidity." "I never liked Summer."

It lifted my clothes and revealed the scars that covered my body. "Mel, you need to accept the truth. We've been gone for a long time now." My father's words hit me like a punch in the gut. He was right. My parents were no longer alive. In fact, I was already dead. With that thought in mind, our surroundings began to shift. In a flash, we were back to the day I was bullied. Bethany, Charlotte, and the others were laughing as they set my hair on fire with a lighter. Yet, little did they know, I had just come out of the lab and was still covered in alcohol.

The head of the orphanage found me in the middle of the scorching summer, which was why he named me Theros Sommar. When Daisy learned of it, she then said that moving forward, the summer solstice every year would be my birthday. She then prepared birthday gifts for me and even baked a birthday cake for me to celebrate. Ever since my gastric bleeding the other day, she had forbidden me from drinking again. But the mood back then had been just right, so I pestered her until she gave in and allowed me to drink some red wine. One thing led to another, and that night, she finally gave herself wholly to me.

-God, - Ivan joined his hands in prayer in front of his face, "what will become of the world when all the vampires discover this? -In a word? The apocalypse.

That was the ringtone for my alarm. I hurriedly grabbed my phone with shaky hands as I glanced at the date and I audibly gasped in shock. The date was staring right at me, unblinking and I had to rub my eyes to be sure I wasn't hallucinating. It was indeed June 19th, 2665. The apocalypse happened July 19th. One month from today. I refused to believe that this was real. There was no way that I woke up one month before the city of Sloradath was reduced to ruins. But I knew everything that happened was too real to be a dream.

" The call ended. Ivy lowered her phone slowly, her expression unreadable. She wanted Adrian and his mistress as well as their ten years old son to also suffer the same one she did. Not having a roof over their head in the apocalypse. But even before the apocalypse...once the ten day come... the loan sharks will start chasing Adrian and his family and with that... Adrian would be forced to move out from the house With his mistress and son and once the apocalypse start... they'll die a horrible death as loan sharks would have chased them away. For a moment, silence hung around her like a heavy veil.