Time And Space Collide: Surviving The Apocalypse Novels & Stories

It was followed by a flash of white light. Hannah's figure became increasingly blurry. It was as if she were being scattered by the wind. She quickly shouted at me. "Evan, you have to live well. Wait for me. I'll come find you." When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her senior year of high school. She looked at her phone. The date had gone back to the 21st of February. It was the day the time-space distortion first appeared. But this time, my voice no longer came from the empty space.

"Your interference is changing the world’s trajectory! The broken merger, Caleb’s involvement, the gala, the ring—everything is accelerating the collapse!" The interface glitched again violently. "The apocalypse isn’t fixed anymore, Host! It’s reacting to you!" The SUV swerved slightly. Caleb’s eyes snapped toward me instantly. His survival instincts were terrifyingly sharp. “Elena.” His voice hardened immediately. “Your breathing just changed.” I looked up at him slowly, my face drained of color. “We don’t have thirty days anymore.” The words tasted like ice. “The timeline is collapsing. The first blizzard comes in twelve days.”

She turned and together they continued north. The Earth beneath their feet rumbled. Vibrations tremored through their limbs and knocked them off balance until eventually, they both fell. A deep bass thundered through the land, threatening to collapse their eardrums. The glow from the south intensified, then smoke, or dust rippled up from the horizon. The light dimmed and finally went out. When it was all over, the ground was quiet again and the air grew silent. Tom looked back at Ellie. "In the event of a catastrophe, the whole Sanctuary is set to collapse. It will make it much harder for the enemy to gather data."

The apocalypse was raging outside, but inside her fortress, there was peace. She opened her eyes and checked the status of the external cameras. The black hail was still falling, its toxic particles accumulating on the mountain's surface like a deadly frost. The temperature was still dropping, the wind still howling. But the bunker was holding, its walls thick enough to withstand anything the apocalypse could throw at it. The cameras showed a world in chaos—trees snapping under the weight of ice, roads buried under drifts of black slush, buildings collapsing under the pressure. It was a scene from a nightmare, and Clara was watching it from the safety of her sanctuary.

“For three minutes.” Hope flickered in his eyes. It disappeared when he realized I had given him time, not softness.

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.”

Don't bring any more of these random people here next time. The inexplicable panic in his chest grew stronger. He clutched his heart, feeling the emptiness there. Like a madman, he rushed to the western suburbs villa and used the spare code to unlock the door. The house was deathly quiet, with a thin layer of dust on the coffee table. In the kitchen, the organic vegetables he'd bought last time had rotted and reeked. Standing in the center of the living room, Alex found it difficult to breathe for the first time.

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.

Jane was the first to react, cursing at me, “You bitch, what nonsense are you spouting—an ability? Go die!” David immediately turned to Victor with forced respect. “Mr. Kane, my nephew has a fever. He’s probably about to awaken an ability too. Please kill Apple and avenge my son! Our whole family will follow you to the death and do whatever you command!” “I can die right now.” I looked Victor straight in the eye. “No one knows how many years this apocalypse will last. But I can promise you this—you won’t find anyone else who can give you clean water as quickly as I can.”

"Mary and I decided we had to leave so we cleaned you up and packed up everything that we could in a hurry. I packed the car and called to Mary to hurry up. I could hear screaming in the distance and knew Golden Sun were working their way through every house. As humans we would have never survived. The last thing I did was grab a bottle of kerosene and setting our home on fire before driving us away. I couldn't help but feel my life was about to change forever.