Three Ways To Survive The Apocalypse

I never knew what it could be like...to feel the sun on my face...until him. He became the sunshine to my world of darkness. He taught me how to smile. He taught me how to live.

When I went to register my son, Cody Vantor, for medical insurance before his first year of kindergarten, I was told I wasn’t his biological mother. "Are you sure this is your child? The system shows a different woman listed as the mother." I said nothing. I quietly snapped a photo of the unfamiliar home address, then followed it to the neighboring complex. When he saw me, my husband, Dorian Vantor, froze. His hand instinctively moved to block the doorway. "So you found out. But making a scene won’t change anything. I haven’t treated you badly these past three years." I looked past him, and my body went cold. The woman behind him was my younger sister, Summer Walsh, fresh out of college. She handed him a glass of water and gave me an apologetic smile. "Don’t blame me, Lennie. The doctor said I have postpartum depression. I can’t handle hearing a baby cry. Thank you for raising Cody for me all these years. I really am grateful." Just then, Cody, who had been waiting in the car downstairs, ran up. He rushed into Summer’s arms like it was second nature, then turned to look at me. "Aunt Lenora, don’t cry. Mommy said you’re a good person. That’s why she asked you to help. Daddy said if I behave and call you ‘Mom’ at your house, I can come back on weekends to see my real Mommy."

After the cruel rejection by his mate, Noah Cheong had to struggle to survive the series of misfortune that followed him after. ***Noah Cheong, a naïve hybrid of werewolf and human, disguises himself in the human world as a normal pastry chef. One day, his ordinary life turns upside-down, after he finds out that his mate is the future Alpha of Silvermoon pack, the strongest pack in New York City. Disgusted by his mate, the notorious fighter and womanizer, Drake Silvermoon, rejected Noah firsthand, which may cost Noah his life. Noah's main goal to survive the rejection is by performing the rite of rejection, which must be led by the Alpha of Silvermoon pack, Drake’s father. But he must be careful not to spill the beans that he was the future Luna of Silvermoon pack. Otherwise, Noah could end up dead or worse, being stuck with his sadist mate for the rest of his life.

My elder sister, the crown princess, died on the road while searching for medicinal herbs to save me. The obsessive merman, cunning fox spirit, and unhinged lion shifter she had entangled herself with all came looking for her. Each one believed he was her true love, and they immediately began fighting among themselves until all three were gravely wounded. When they learned that my sister had died because of me, they turned their fury to me, seeing me as the root of all their suffering. The merman brutally ripped out my spiritual core. "You killed her, so you don't deserve to live either." The fox spirit forced deadly poison down my throat. "Simply dying would be far too merciful for you." The lion shifter imprisoned me and tortured me daily. "That face of yours that looks like hers is the only reason you're still breathing." I carried the guilt of my sister's death, and I suffered in silence to keep my parents safe from their wrath. Three years passed, and I had become nothing more than a broken shell. I fought desperately to escape and return to the royal palace, only to hear familiar laughter echoing from the inner chambers. It was my sister's voice. "Thank heavens you came up with this brilliant plan, Mother. I certainly wasn't about to keep dealing with those disgusting beastmen forever." Rage consumed me. I burst through the doors, determined to kill us both, but her personal guard cut me down with a single strike. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my sister staged her own death.

“Tatlong buwan na kasunduan sa isang Aroganteng Bilyonaryo." Dalawang bagay lang ang mahalaga kay Zehra: ang kapatid niya at pera. Sa murang edad ay namulat na siya sa hirap ng buhay kaya naman wala siyang ibang ginawa kundi ang magtrabaho nang magtrabaho upang matugunan ang pang-araw-araw nilang pangangailangan. Ngunit isang dagok ang siyang susubok sa kaniyang katatagan—nagkaroon ng malubhang sakit ang kaniyang minamahal na kapatid. Para siyang pinagsakluban ng langit at lupa nang mga oras na iyon; wala siyang malapitan at wala rin siyang ideya kung saan kukuha ng malaking halaga. Sa gitna ng kaniyang pakikipagsapalaran, isang kilalang tao ang lumapit sa kaniya sa pinagtatrabahuhan niyang bar. Ito ay si Thauce Arzen Alessandro Cervelli. Isang bilyonaryong negosyante. In-offer-an siya nito ng limang milyon kapalit ng tatlong buwan. Kailangan niyang kuhanin ang atensyon at mapaibig ang pinsan nito na si Errol sapagkat ito ang napupusuan ng babaeng minamahal ni Thauce. Ngunit sa loob ng tatlong buwan na kasunduan, aayon kaya ang lahat sa plano? Mapapaibig nga kaya ni Zehra si Errol o sisingit ang mapaglarong tadhana at iba ang mahuhulog sa kaniya?

Before heading out on her undercover mission, my daughter Anna Stone left me a farewell letter. My husband, Wayne Stone, who adores her, reads it and immediately posts her photo on Instagram. His caption reads, "I heard Anna's on a mission. Let's see how many drug dens she'll take down this time." Anna's devoted husband, Gabriel Morrison, barely glances at the letter before dropping her exact location online. Anna's twin brother, Casper Stone, has always been inseparable from her. However, after reading the letter, he goes straight to the drug dealers and brings them to her. Anna's cover is blown, the mission fails, and all 37 officers are wiped out without a trace. I collapse in despair, lashing out at them with desperate questions, only to be bound and sent to Mirewick, a notorious criminal den. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the day Anna sets out on her mission.

​"Three billion? You've got to be kidding me, Evelyn, I knew you liked the lifestyle but I didn't think you were this greedy, or maybe you really were just a gold digger this entire time like Rebecca always said," he spat, his voice dripping with sudden contempt.   ​"You said I could name my price, Arthur, and that is the price for three years of my life that I can never get back, so either you pay it or we can spend the next year fighting this in court and making sure your precious Samantha has to wait even longer to marry you," I said, picking up the pen that was tucked into the envelope.***** Evelyn spent three years playing the part of the perfect, invisible wife to Arthur Hayes, a man who only married her out of a sense of obligation to his father. She endured the cold nights, the silence, and the constant belittling from his family, hoping that one day he would truly see her. But when his first love returns, Arthur doesn't hesitate to throw divorce papers in her face. ​After a final, violent confrontation where Arthur chooses a lie over the truth, Evelyn disappears with a secret he was never supposed to know. Five years later, she is back—not as the girl who needed a savior, but as a powerhouse who owns the very debt threatening to sink the Hayes empire. Arthur wants his heir and a second chance, but Evelyn is no longer for sale. This time, if he wants her, he’ll have to survive the wreckage of the lies he once believed.

The zombie apocalypse had arrived, and pets could transform into guardians to protect their owners—each person was allowed no more than three. My best friend had spent a fortune on three Tibetan mastiffs. The landlord cleared out a fish tank to raise a crocodile. My boyfriend? He had stormed the zoo and dragged a lion home. And me? I only had three stray cats. The eldest was blind, the second one limped, and the youngest had just turned one month old. The moment the apocalypse system announced that pet slots were locked, I knew I was doomed. I tried to hide with my three disabled cats, hoping to survive quietly. Day one of the apocalypse: terrified… Day two: helpless… Day three: my cats sauntered over, tails swishing, carrying some unidentifiable object. "Mama, I bit off all the zombie heads on this street. How's that? Solid enough?" I was rendered speechless.

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