Ultimate Apocalypse Novels & Stories

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

A journey of five young people will show you how to overcome your worst fear and fight your most formidable foe. I can't guarantee how the storey will end. So, get ready to travel in a new world system, set aside everything, because your world is about to implode... In 2075...

HUNTER I slam my fist hard against the bathroom wall, feeling the cold water pour down my body as I close my eyes. Yesterday was a fucking disaster. Her father was one thing though. His aura was strong, like a beta, which is impossible because apparently, he’s an omega. And omegas aren’t supposed to hold that strong of an aura, right? He can’t be a beta by blood, yet there’s no denying the authority oozing off him. Come to think of it, I heard of a rumor about a beta who stepped down from his rank twenty years ago. No one knew the real reason why, but I had heard some people say he left his duty to be with his mate.

'You are nothing but a regret', 'I need you no more', 'You are useless', "I'm not! I'm not! aaaahhh!!" I scream and break down onto Clara's laps. I can't hold it. I'm not a regret. I'm not useless. I'm needed, if not by him, but the one who needs me will find me. He is nothing but a liar. It's so fucked up. "I really wanted us to last." I cry. "Why did he have to do all that."

I am Rey Reed Smith, the last of the reaper's hunters and the wielder of the soul nectar. Taking another deep breath, I quickened my pace as the noise of those stupid crowds grew more intense. It was the same sound I'd grown accustomed to; it meant one of their most vicious and important players was about to slay his victims. My plan is simple. I will just brag into the arena ground, slaughter their players, rescue my team, kill the bastard, Ryan, and find my way out. I knew that with my newfound power, I was invisible to any weapons they were welding and that none of their players, not even Ryan, were a match for my abilities now.

He had tricked me, taken my hand in marriage, only to kill me, the last of my line. “I’ll kill you,” I screamed. Screaming, cursing, kicking, spitting on the graves of their mothers, I know I looked crazy, but in one’s last moments, instinct kicks in. While my final moments were approaching, dying of thirst, the sun rising off the horizon, I cried harder, staining my coat with red tears for a monster had found me.

Utopia uttered a short prayer of relief as she saw that the room was still on the process of being filled up with important people, more like her father's trusted officials and even her Uncle Levi is here! Smiling, she went towards her uncle. Third prince Levi was the youngest of the three brothers of the previous royals. He was currently in charge of the legislative branch of the monarch. Under him, Was the great general Solomon, whom was given the title of the God of War, when he was younger as he viciously protected the lands of Florin when it was being attacked by the native tribe of Alil Umiz on the northern part of the nation. “Uncle! It was surprising to see you here! And you too Gr

(Leopold’s P.O.V.) I play with the food on my tray distractedly. I feel restless. The doctors from the Ministry of Health are clueless as to how to fight this new virus the Eels have created and that leaves my men in a very vulnerable position. Maybe it would be wise to cancel any future raids until the Ministry of Health develops a cure for this new disease, but I can not afford to do that right now, not when my promotion is so close. I have to show results and I have to do it soon: I must find the traitor inside the Sharks and I have to arrest Xander Norton once and for all. I know General Schubert promised to make me Major if I changed Aubrey into a faithful Bearer but I also want to prov

“My dad and I weren't in the best pack. Lots of violence and drugs and stuff. One day, Nathan showed up, only to take down the pack, deeming it unworthy. Seeing as though I was the only one not stoned or drunk, I was nominated to defend the pack. We almost killed each other, but eventually I gave up and let him shut it down. I really didn't see a purpose of letting it stay and hated my dad for the way he treated me, so I just let it get destroyed. Nathan came back for me later, inviting me to become part of another pack.” “He has the authority to close down packs?” “Well, kind of. There is a hierarchy for the Supernaturals, to make sure they're being nice and everything. If the President fin