This Summer Is The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

She managed to send Ava one last, faint voice message, her voice barely a whisper: “Ava… I’m so tired… But I still want to block this last attack for you…” Ava burst onto the hospital rooftop, fighting through the snow, and found Summer unconscious on the ground. A fresh, shallow cut marked her wrist, and the blood bloomed on the white snow like a shocking red flower. Ava collapsed beside her, holding her tightly, weeping uncontrollably. “Summer… I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry…” Her voice was hoarse, tearing her throat, the melting snow and her tears soaking both of them.

Over summer break, right after graduation, my parents, Stuart and Rachel Powell, decided the whole family would take a road trip together. But the moment I hauled my suitcase up to the car door, Mom's hand shot out to stop me. "There's no room. Maybe you should just sit this one out." She glanced back at the seat behind her. "Aiden doesn't want you along, either. He's not feeling well right now, so give way to him." My knuckles went white on the suitcase handle, and my throat turning bitter. Aiden was the biological son they'd lost years ago and only just found again. Ever since he came back, everything that used to be mine had gone to him. Slowly, I'd been pushed to the margins of t

I found a wounded giant wolf. After the world ended, I treated him as my strongest fighter and a living source of warmth, curling against him to sleep every night. Later, once he healed, he turned into a man and warned me with a savage look, "I'm the Alpha of a werewolf pack. I have responsibilities to my people. Don't think you can make me stay." And with that, he left. I pulled my ragged blanket tighter, confused. What was he talking about? I had been keeping him as a dog the whole time. What did his responsibilities have to do with me? Later, I rescued a foolish husky from a pile of zombies. When I led him back to my crumbling shelter, I found the heir to the werewolf pack crouched at my

she continued, “there’s this sound. Not thundering, something far worse. Like the sky is breaking. People start screaming. Some run, others freeze. Buildings begin to shake, then topple. Now you’re caught in the middle of chaos. You can’t find shelter. The earth shakes beneath your feet, lightning splits the sky, and the sun and the moon both go dark. You can’t even remember the last time you saw real sunlight. The world feels like it’s ending.” A long silence. Calvin’s breathing was slower now, measured. Finally, he opened his eyes. “Do you believe in the apocalypse?”

I knew she was good for nothing the self-acclaimed socialite woman she never have time for her family parties parties parties all the time! Letticia put yourself together or I will have them throw you out. Benjamin elder brother, Jones Adams yelled at her. while the both families prepare to move the corpses of Tasha and Benjamin out of the hospital a private mortuary. they were deliberating on where to bury the both of them but the meeting ends with disagreement between both families. Jones Adams just ask them to meet the next day at Benjamin's home to finalize the meeting.

A final, grand feast to mark the completion of our preparations, to reassure Lucien's men that their families were safe, and to celebrate the fact that we were ready for whatever came next. ​Down below, Daniel was helping direct the family escorts, looking completely composed despite the wild night we’d shared, while Lucien stood near the perimeter wall, his massive frame radiating an absolute, unyielding presence that put everyone at ease. ​The sky above was already beginning to darken with the heavy, strange atmospheric pressure that signaled the end of the old world and I looked at the timer ticking down in my system interface. ​The apocalypse was officially coming tomorrow—and we were co

Ronan muttered. “Don’t get too comfortable,” Ara cut in, voice heavy. They all stopped and looked at her. Ara stood at the edge of the trees, eyes fixed on the red numbers still ticking in her vision. “We didn’t stop Ramsdale Hawkins,” she said quietly. “He has the authorization. Based on my last timeline… the apocalypse begins in exactly seven days.”

And something about that tiny breath made me look up, "I forgot." Vincenzo stared at Raphael and Raphael stared back. I nearly dropped my fork because Raphael Capone forgetting something was like the sun forgetting to rise. Dante looked between them, then pointed at Raphael, "Wait. You forgot?" Raphael's jaw tightened. Dante looked genuinely fascinated, "You?" Nobody answered him. Dante slowly looked around the table, "Oh my fucking God. The apocalypse is finally happening." Across from him, Adriano slapped the table, "I knew it."

Summer's POV As soon as the plane touched down and I powered on my phone, the notification chime went off like a machine gun, threatening to shred my last nerve. The screen lit up with dozens of missed calls and voice messages—every single one from Alpha Foster. He’d been blowing up my phone since last night, sending a message almost every hour: At 7 PM, his first “apology”: 【Summer, last night was my fault. I lost control.】 【I bought gifts for you and Felix. I’m coming home soon.】

that would pass within a few days. Julian had been watching the news obsessively, his face growing paler with each report. He had always been a skeptic, dismissing Clara's warnings about the apocalypse as paranoid fantasies. But now, as the temperature plummeted and the black hail began to fall in remote regions, he was beginning to believe. "The world is ending," he whispered to Brenda one evening, his voice trembling with fear. "It's really ending. Clara was right." Brenda scoffed, pulling her blanket tighter around her shoulders. "Don't be ridiculous, Julian. This is just a cold snap. It'll pass."