What Would You Do If The World Was Ending Novels & Stories

But it was too late now. ‘If all you had was a few hours before… the world ended, what are the first three things you’d want to do before that happened?’ he had asked me that night we’d laid on the fields, staring at the night sky. ‘I’ll want to do something wild.’ I had answered, and then like my very own genie, he’d make that wish come true. He'd asked me for the second time the same question but this time just two things I'd want to do before the world ended, and I told him I'd wanted to set something on fire.

I couldn’t. Today had already shredded me. If Maria wasn’t my daughter… I didn’t think I would survive that blow. My chest tightened. I looked toward an old shipwreck rotting along the shore, half swallowed by sand and tide. Its broken ribs jutted up like a carcass. Seagulls screamed overhead. Thunder growled. It looked like the end of the world. And in that moment… I thought maybe that wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe the world ending would be mercy. Maybe everyone dying together would finally make the pain stop.

Have you ever felt like the world should just end? Like, this rapture and end times we were being told about at Sunday school should just happen just so that you could avoid a potential embarrassment? Or wished that World War 3 should kick off so that you necessarily wouldn't need to live your life as it was before the war? Just so you can avoid embarrassment? Yeah. I felt that way a million times over. I pleaded with the heavens to send fire and brimstone like it did in the days of Lot, or at least to turn us all into salt - Lot's wife became my role model overnight.

"About your extinction fantasy? Yes." "Fantasy?" She showed news footage. Massive earthquake in Japan. Hurricane in Florida. Volcanic eruption in Indonesia. All within six hours. "These aren't natural disasters. These are accelerations. The collapse is speeding up. I give humanity ten years. Maybe less. When food runs out and water dries up, people will kill each other. Wars. Genocides. The end of everything. Unless we're ready. Unless we've built the ark." "You're insane."

“This is not a drill. This is not preparation. This is reality. You either rise to meet it… or the world ends.” The Rift shuddered violently. A low, dreadful roar came from beyond, like the very air was tearing. I felt it in my bones, a primal warning that we were running out of time.

Becky Thalia simply giggled lightly and held out her laughter. “My grandma used to tell me… The end of the world is drawing to a close… Hahaha… I thought it was such an idle thought to think about the end of the world. But now, I really think differently. The world is going crazier and crazier nowadays. Rich and powerful people will step on the poor and weak people’s head and do whatever they want. Wars are everywhere. People hurt each other. Even, the people who feel they’re stronger than the nature will destroy the nature. The nature responds back by destroying the people. Who’s gonna care whether you fall for a boy or a girl, whether you fall for your own brother, your own son, your own n

The latter might be impossible because the hideous creatures completely take over the whole surface water right now. So much for a peaceful death. Goodbye world, thank you for everything. (I bet that guy who died will be disappointed at me when I meet him there.) ..... ..... ..... ... Like hell, this is my end! Dying from drowning!? A peaceful death!? Don't mock me, World! My legendary story doesn't end here! If chances of surviving down here are low as long it isn't zero I'll survive! No, even if it's zero no, I'll struggle to the bitter end!

Danison said. “Yeah?” Elen answered as Jean, who was so engrossed in the sight, finally faced him. “This world is ending,” Danison declared, taking in the shivering of Elen and the unbelieving look on Jean “But it's gonna be fine because it’ll restart, although you might not remember me or ever know me its next restart, and I might not exist even, you have to go on. I’m sorry but I guess… this is where it ends,” Danison said as tears rolled down his eyes.

Heath was captivated. Heath stayed spellbound throughout the meeting that night. He listened as each Horseman described in captivating detail how he believed the world would end. Each Horseman had a different opinion about the events which would end the reign of humankind on the planet. Yet, they were all in agreement; Earth had one hundred years left to its existence, at best. Mankind would end. The precious and exalted Mother Earth would start over; without human interference. She would remain.

she said and looked at her elder sister. Her elder sister paused, then sighed as she looked at her. “I don’t know.” She honestly answered. “All I know is that… this will be the end of the world… and will also be the end of our kin.” She said. “But, what can we do? We still have to resist! We might still be able to live!” she told her and closed their bag before she went out of the door. "Yes!" Henna nodded and picked up her bag before she followed her sister.