This Summer Is The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

“God… She tried so many times.” The memories clearly still hurt him. Aaron could see them playing across his face—Natasha waiting, Natasha speaking, Natasha reaching out, and Josh missing every single sign. “I kept thinking there would be more time.” The regret in his voice felt painfully real. “There is always tomorrow.” Another bitter laugh escaped him. “Except there wasn’t.” Aaron understood that feeling better than most. The apocalypse had taught everyone the same brutal lesson: tomorrow was never guaranteed. Josh sat quietly for several moments. Then he finally spoke the words he had invited Aaron here to hear. “I still love her.”

"I don't think so." "That is a bad answer." "I don't know. I ran. I fell. My cousin—" His voice breaks. "My cousin got grabbed." Maya closes her eyes for half a second. There is always a cousin. A mother. A husband. A kid. A person just out of reach. The apocalypse does not arrive as an event. It arrives as a series of missing names. "Do you have weapons?" "No." "Lift your shirt. Slowly." Skinny ribs. Bruises. No bite marks.

Evelyn opened her mouth. Nothing came out. What was she supposed to say? You abandoned me to die three months from now? Instead, as she asked quietly, “What time is it?” He blinked at the question. “Uh… almost seven.” Seven in the morning. Three months before the apocalypse. Outside the apartment window, traffic moved normally through wet streets. Somewhere downstairs, someone laughed. A car horn sounded faintly in the distance. The world hadn’t ended yet. But it would. Evelyn wrapped her arms tightly around herself.

This time, her body flickered so violently that parts of her disappeared completely for several seconds. “We’re out of time!” Panic exploded through Elaine’s chest. Older Adrian looked toward the sky grimly. “The collapse has started.” Reality around them began unraveling visibly now. The cliffside glitched between timelines. The ocean disappeared entirely. Then returned upside down. Elaine’s breathing became uneven. This was it. The end. She looked toward Adrian one final time. And suddenly— Everything else disappeared. The storm. The fractures. The apocalypse. Nothing mattered except him. God.

… Five years later, the first ray of sunlight finally broke through the thick, dark clouds and cast over the earth. An excited voice crackled over the radio. "Attention all survivors! The National Academy of Science has successfully developed a cure for the zombie virus! The apocalypse is over, and we've won!" Deafening cheers thundered through the base. I stood on the wall and watched as the sun slowly rose over the horizon, while Mom and Dad stood beside me, looking healthy and spirited. Dad patted my shoulder and grinned. "Shall we have a feast tonight to celebrate?" Mom smiled and nodded. "This time, we don't need bulletproof glass. Let's open the windows and get some fresh air in."

Once they were gone, I quickly called my family to warn them about the upcoming rising temperature and to get ready for it, and I sorted out my finances at the same time. The summertime boot camp, which was held in college, had ended by then, and most of the students had gone home. As my hometown was quite a distance, I decided to stay back at college until the semester started. Howard had stayed behind as well, as the college needed someone to manage students who were staying back. Howard was just a random outsider the college hired for the camp, and he turned out to be my nightmare. Even though Howard was not a professional instructor, he was tall and muscular. Going head-to-head with him

"No way. According to Beastfolk tradition, we're supposed to be completely loyal to the one who saved us. No matter how they treat us, we're bound to endure it. If we break that ancient rule, we'll face severe punishment. How could he do that to you?" I gave a bitter smile and shook my head. "I don't know either. And what do you mean by 'severe punishment'?" "I'm not sure. I only know it's really, really bad." "I see. Forget it. No point thinking about it now." I pulled Blazewing down with me onto the couch. "The heatwave apocalypse is almost here. Shouldn't we be preparing something?" We thought about it. Air conditioners wouldn't help. Once the apocalypse started, the power and water syste

"It's starting. Whatever you predicted, it's starting. And we're out of time." Maya followed him through chaos. Other prisoners being processed out. Guards abandoning their posts. People running. In the processing room, Daniel was waiting with Sloane. "The apocalypse," Daniel said without preamble. "It's not in twelve days. It's happening now. Temperature drops across the northeast. Sudden, catastrophic. The Governor issued an emergency order releasing you because—" The lights flickered. Went out. Emergency backup kicked in. "—because the power grid is failing," Daniel finished. "Maya, we need to get to the shelter. Right now."

She suddenly blurted out. Lucien nodded in response "This is noah. He is part of our pack. Something terrible is happening here, we need to understand what we are facing" Summer looked at him feeling humilated. The boy smiled in a forgiving response "We need to go before they block off more of the area" "What are we going to see?" Summer asked "Death" Noah replied

she added. "Hmm. This is bad" he said. "How?" "Don't you get the clear view? They are creating zombies and weapons!" He said restlessly. Her brain started working fast as she shone her eyes in terror when she realized what he was trying to explain. "The Apocalypse," she said. "Bingo!" He snapped his fingers. "We have to look for a way to stop them. This is bad. Really bad" he said. Oscar walked to the front row of fhe zombies and observed all of them as Igor and Willow stopped talking and started opening up their parcels.