World Apocalypse Novels & Stories

“I know because these are not dreams Keira, they are truly happening and you having these dreams confirms that you are the person that we have been looking for” “ A force of evil has been awoken and these events that you are seeing, will not only increase but they will get much more dire. If we do nothing and allow it to carry on happening then the world as we know it will cease to be. It has been foretold that these events would happen and that when it did there would be one person and one person alone that could stop it, and that person is you Keira”. I burst out laughing “ I think you have been taking some crazy pills, if I’m the only hope the world has got we are screwed”. I was saying t

POV DARLENE The global resonance didn't create a utopia; it created a Biological Tsunami. As the violet-silver signal of the Moon-Apex stabilized across the continents, the world woke up to a reality that was no longer "Optimized." The West's perfect, silent cities were suddenly filled with the scent of wet fur, raw adrenaline, and the terrifyingly beautiful sound of a billion creatures realizing they were no longer "Assets."

“Not so fast. There's a reason Roe never unleashed OATH. This doesn’t end with exposure. It triggers contingencies. Global ones. If you activate that file tree, at least seven nations collapse within weeks.” Layla looked up. “She’s not exaggerating. I’m running the simulations now. This is… apocalyptic.” I faced the screen again. My father’s face is static—Damon’s voice in my bones. “I need air,” I said. “Give me ten minutes.” Outside, the night pressed heavily. The city skyline flickered under rotating surveillance blimps, abandoned now, yet still drifting like eyes that refused to shut. I sat on the stone wall above the courtyard. The breeze wasn’t soft. It cut.

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...

5 seconds later, the ground from the dead end and 20 feet backward slowly began to go down. It's an elevator. Soon, we're enveloped by darkness. After 5 minutes of waiting, a bright light shone through the cracks between the ground and the walls. And we're here. Welcome to The Keeper of The Keys, our organization's main base. The biggest base we have. About half a mile below the surface. And yet, with technologies, we can breathe fine. The base is triple times the size of a stadion, each room is divided by bulletproof glass. The floor is made of ceramic and light shone from the ceiling--the ceiling is literally made of lights.

Old systems collapsed, and while some groups tried to patch things back together, the currents of this new era were way too big for them to steer. New bases or camps rose everywhere. A camp-based civilization was becoming the norm. Anyone trying to bring back the old pre-apocalypse order was just stuck in the past. So nobody should expect the apocalypse to end. That would be a pipe dream. Things would only go back to normal when the virus was totally gone, if that was even possible. The future would be built around bases, and glory would only revolve around camps. Hayley knew they were just small fries back at Base K1, the kind the base wouldn't bother sending rescue teams for. They weren't

The Death (Wastelands provinces) was the strongest among the four minor realms, and the Black-horn City was also in the Death (Wastelands provinces). The four major realms were Sea (Wastelands provinces), Abyss (Wastelands provinces), Sky (Wastelands provinces), Hades guidelight. In the Wasteland Sea, there was a force called Desolate Seas, whose strength was unfathomable. It had always been said that "Once Sea (Wastelands provinces)'s Token appears, the sun will not set". That was to say, if any sect suddenly received Sea (Wastelands provinces)'s Token one day, then this sect would be destroyed by Sea (Wastelands provinces)'s Desolate Seas before sunset.

Civilians ran, some trapped beneath overturned vehicles, others screaming into digital voids as their comms failed, signals lost to the apocalypse. Data towers erupted in arcs of blue flame, server racks frying, lights flickering as if the world itself had been unplugged. Vaethea’s HUD flickered as she tried to track the chaos, outlining survivors and collapsing debris in jagged outlines. Even now, there was nothing she could do to reach most of them. Far below, in a crater that had once been the center of the city, Aria sat alone. The wind carried ash and the faint taste of burned circuits to her lips.

"Demons, raging from the depths of hell, mutants and Vampires rising, magic turning against it's host, powers at it's verge, Realms collapsing and realities wrapping turning to chaos." These said above are just a fingertip of all that John's action caused. More resulted from these are, Hades Plague, the uprise of death, the destruction of Eregdrix, the uprise of Marvava, the interval of fates and so much more. "All hope and faith of the supernatural, fall upon the shoulders of John Ozais. Like they say, with the Spark, comes life but what they were never told was... Before Life,...comes "Chaos And Apocalypse."

"Bunch of cowards. Sieghart's still here. He led us through three zombie swarms. It's just one chopper we missed. Big deal. We can wait for the next one to show up." That almost started an explosion, but we had bigger problems to worry about, so my teammates did not try to argue with Yvonne. … Half an hour later, we finally arrived at the temporary sanctuary. We got inside and pushed the safety door shut. As it closed with a loud yawn, the zombies' roars were cut off as well. My teammates heaved a collective sigh and crumpled into a heap on the ground. "Finally. Some safety." But then one of them gasped. "Shit, bad news. Today's evacuation choppers are the last of their batch. The military's