This Summer Is The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

With just seven days left until the college entrance exam, the high school's PA system suddenly crackled to life during the morning break. “My name is Lily Smith. I’m a senior. Before I graduate, I’d like to confess my feelings to my crush.” Inside the classroom, every eye instantly locked onto Jack. The room exploded into rowdy cheers and teasing. Jack felt his face burn as his heart hammered against his ribs. After all, he had spent three whole years cracking jokes to help his childhood friend, Lily, overcome the deep dark pit of her depression. On her eighteenth birthday, she had even initiated their first kiss. “You were the light that pulled me out of the darkness. I hope that once

None of it, individually, meant anything. But it was beginning, faintly, to resemble the pattern Margaret had spent years collecting. I thought about my first life — how none of these small signs had registered with me at all until the world had already begun coming apart around me. I hadn’t been watching. I hadn’t known there was anything worth watching for. If Margaret had been paying attention to exactly this kind of thing for years, maybe I owed it to myself to start paying attention too. ----- I went back to the countdown still sitting on the main screen. **NEXT REVIEW WINDOW: 89 DAYS.**

We will soon know so let’s get back to the story. “Was anyone able to defeat them?” Lennon asked wanting to know if they can find that person and ask them to help them, or try to do what they did and defeat the demons. “Yes, Noah. But he is too young now and we can’t depend on him, he is a child.” Maya forgot to add that the original apocalypse was twenty years from now, so they won’t be able to relay on the book’s characters to help them because probably all of them are kids or teenagers.

the Goddess said serenely. I looked at my mother, who seemed lost in deep thought. Suddenly, I felt the scorching heat as the moons drew dangerously close. If they had already neared the Dark Realm, then they must be even closer to the rest of the world, bringing the apocalypse—the end of everything. The entire sky blazed crimson, casting an eerie glow over the land as waves of molten lava surged forward, spreading wider with each passing second. The heat was suffocating, the air thick with the scent of burning ground.

the Goddess said serenely. I looked at my mother, who seemed lost in deep thought. Suddenly, I felt the scorching heat as the moons drew dangerously close. If they had already neared the Dark Realm, then they must be even closer to the rest of the world, bringing the apocalypse—the end of everything. The entire sky blazed crimson, casting an eerie glow over the land as waves of molten lava surged forward, spreading wider with each passing second. The heat was suffocating, the air thick with the scent of burning ground.

“This shouldn’t be happening for months.” A distant siren wailed somewhere across the sleeping city. Caleb’s expression darkened. “Your return fractured the timeline.” The wind howled violently through the harbor. And then— “The apocalypse isn’t coming,” Caleb said quietly. “It’s bleeding into the present.”

"We're here because of the apocalypse! So let's set aside other stuff for later. Please." My cheeks were flushed. Leno was shaking with laughter (how I wanted to pour gravy down his shirt) and Helene gave me a knowing wink. Dad cleared his throat and we all turned to him. "Right. The apocalypse," said Dad, looking bemused. "Well, technically, it's the Second Wane, and the TriWorld doesn't like the use of terms like the apocalypse since it may affect public morale. However, it is quite appropriate. There are many things we need to prepare for because of this. I considered putting off my announcement, but since there's no guarantee that any of us will be alive after two years, I decided that n

she replies, smiling. Oh, wow, that went better than I thought it would, “Promise? You aren’t just saying that?” I question, “Promise. We are on the same page.” She answers. I instantly relaxed, knowing we were thinking the same, for now, but there was a chance my recent thoughts would reappear, but I will just continue to fight them for the rest of our time because after the summer, we go back to our lives and possibly not see each other. “What do you want to do today?” I ask, “Or do you want to write some more?” I added.

For the rest of the night, we visit several other quake sites and find that they were all affected in the same manner the Arcata forest was. On the sixth location, my head begins to spin with horrific suspicion. “It can’t be,” I mutter gravely. Mathias and Azazel’s heads snap up to meet mine. “What? What do you think it is?” Mathias asks. I look at the scorched forest then back at one of the weeping trees. “The heavens and the earth will burn; fire and flame will consume all elements. The trees and grass will sweat drops like blood.” Mathias’s expression darkens. “Are you saying that these are signs of the apocalypse?”

I looked up, and under the shade of the trees, he stood quietly—tall and composed—but his face was hidden in shadow. It was summer, and the cicadas buzzed noisily in the background. It suddenly brought me back to the end of the video I had seen in the theater. He had been sitting there, hands clenched tightly together, saying, “Sadie, I want you to be happy.” Even now, I couldn’t forget those words. So, I answered him, “Because someone wants me to be happy.”