Post-apo Stories

The world did not end in an instant. It ended slowly-quietly-like something dying while still pretending to live. Serein Valdez learned to survive in that silence. Not because she was strong, but because she paid attention to things other people ignored. She learned how to move through ruined cities, how to avoid danger before it showed itself, and how to stay invisible long enough to live another day. She never planned to get involved with anyone. Especially not him. Leviandro Solenne is the kind of man who survives without asking permission from the world. Former military. Controlled. Detached. A man who moves like every decision has already been made long before it happens. When Serein finds him surrounded in the ruins-outnumbered, cornered, seconds away from death-she knows she should walk away. She doesn't. That single moment binds them in a world that punishes mistakes and calls attachment a weakness. He doesn't trust her. She shouldn't have saved him. But in a place where survival is no longer about strength alone, but about choice, instinct, and consequence- leaving each other becomes harder than surviving the world itself. And when the quiet finally ends, what's left behind is not just destruction. But the things they were never supposed to feel.

Rain keeps falling. Deep in the Grey Zone, the Abyssals are evolving. Hunters Ronan and Lyra accept a routine mission, yet find themselves caught in a greater tide - missing hunters, dead merchants, a stirring breeding ground, and a vow that was never fulfilled three years ago. This is not a tale of heroes saving the world. It is the everyday life of the hunters in Grey Town, and the rain.

Her life was supposed to be stable. Not perfect. Not exciting. Just... stable. A job. A mortgage. A routine barely held together with coffee and denial. But in a world where supernatural beings-known as the Legends walk openly among humans, stability is never guaranteed for long. When Charlotte loses her job without warning, everything she worked so hard to build begins to crack. Bills don't wait. Time doesn't slow down. And the world she thought she understood is quietly shifting beneath her feet. The Legends control the best jobs, the best lives, and the kind of power humans can't compete with anymore. Everyone knows it. Everyone accepts it. Charlotte just tries to survive it. Until something starts to change. In a world ruled by fate-bound beings who recognize their mates by instinct alone, Charlotte has always believed she was safely outside that story. Too ordinary. Too human. Too overlooked. But fate has never cared about what she believes. And once the Legends start paying attention... nothing in her life will ever be simple again. Because some bonds are not chosen. They are claimed.

"I'm Thea Emerson. You are?" she asked. The man grunted, clearly not in the mood to answer. Thea's eyes drifted over his bloodied, dirt-smeared figure until they caught a heart-shaped bloodstain marring his arm. Her lips twitched into a smirk. "Alright then, lover boy," she said, "let's get you out of that ravine." the walking dead / daryl dixon / slow burn ongoing - weekly updates season 1/2 - ?

🥇 1st Place - Best Prologue (Whispers Beneath the Ice mini-awards, 2025) 🥈 2nd Place - Best Writing Style (Enchanted Grave Awards, 2025) 🥈 2nd Place - Best Villain (Starfish Awards, 2025) ⸻ ✧ ⸻ Beneath the earth, the sun is only a memory - and its light is no longer free. The powerful have bottled it, priced it, and called it holy. Every flicker, every breath, must be paid for in Lumen. Lucy Farrow was born in the Gloom, where the air tastes of rust and hope is a dangerous thing. Her mother taught her to keep her glow low - to survive unseen. But when the light inside her begins to stir, Lucy's secret could unravel the order that keeps their divided city alive. High above, in the marble halls of the Halo, Prince Cassian Soleyne uncovers a secret among ink and dust - a forbidden lineage that could unmake the order he was born to protect. His duty is to snuff it out: his heart tells him to save it. As rebellion brews in the dark and doubt kindles in the light, their paths will cross - and together they will awaken a fire long thought dead. A Radiant who could bring back the dawn... or burn the world to ash. ⸻ ✧ ⸻ His guest merely nodded sharply. "Until next time, mister Briar". With that, he turned and marched toward the door - his colleagues followed him close behind. Lucy could hear their footsteps fade away and relief washed over her. As soon as it did, the lanterns of the chandelier rattled softly - the Lumen danced for a split second, as if celebrating. But that was enough. The agents abruptly turned around, having seen the shadows on the floor - slowly, they aimed their emotionless gazes skyward, staring at the chandelier. "Tell me, mister Briar", the captain spoke, his eyes still fixated upon the lamps, "Does your Lumen always malfunction like this?" The Lantern Man tapped with a finger on the desk. "As a matter of fact, sir - yes, it does. It's still an old batch: it flickers all the time. I ought to get it replaced soon".

She should not exist in this world. She comes from a past where her story was meant to end - and yet she awakens in a reality where every day is a fight for survival and where morality depends on who is holding the knife. She learns this world slowly: its brutal rules, fragile alliances, and the people forced to choose between their hearts and their responsibilities. She sees more, knows more - and that is precisely why she cannot be trusted. On her path stand people torn between who they must be and who they wish they could be. Relationships are born from tension, anger, and unspoken promises - where trust is a weapon, and love is a weakness. A story about a world where surviving does not always mean living. _______________________________ The story starts at the beggining of season 2 of the100 and follows main threats. Also available in Polish on my profile/dostępne również po polsku

❛ it's like alice in wonderland... we're in 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙, ❜ ❛ 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙? more like madland. ❜ • the 100 ¡season 1─2 ! • extended summary inside ! • eventual bellamy blake x fem¡oc !

When a mysterious blue flash shunts the USS Makin Island (LHD-8) and the 15th Marine Expeditionary Unit out of the Pacific and into the world of Remnant, the laws of physics and magic collide. Stranded without GPS, satellite support, or a way home, the crew of the Wasp-class assault ship finds themselves caught between the crumbling sovereignty of the Kingdom of Atlas and the encroaching darkness of the Grimm. While the Huntsmen of Beacon Academy fight with soul-shielded heroics and magical Dust, the US Marines respond with the brutal, calculated logic of combined arms warfare, 120mm sabot rounds, and JDAM precision. As the "People from the Stars" struggle to refine Remnant's hydrocarbons and maintain their finite supplies, they realize Salem is more than a fairytale-she is a strategic threat. From the Fall of Beacon to a desperate nuclear-powered gamble to reopen the portal to Earth, this is a technothriller exploration of what happens when 21st-century American military doctrine meets a world of monsters. Logistics is a nightmare. Magic is a variable. Victory is a necessity.

"Civilization has nearly fallen as Blood Storms swept through major cities, monsters of the bloody shadow followed in the storm and killed all that got in their way. Cities are massacred and the storms rage across the planet." It is a two hundred years later and the world has slowly recovered. The might Blood Storm that once covered the entire planet has fractured into thousands of smaller Storms around the world. The countryside is constantly ravaged by Blood Storms, no one goes in them unless they want to travel to another city. Unlike the countryside, cities have a chance to rebuild but mistrust and violence over resources have made it hard for them to come back together. Totalitarian groups formed from old military remnants, promising to save the world but secretly want it to stay fractured just for their own gain of power in the seat. Groups formed outside these cities, fighting for survival, Raiders attack in the night and melee becomes the new combat norm. Storm Sickness ravages large populations. They are discriminated against and hated against, considered a different race other than humans. Sanctuaries formed to protect the sick. The Kreed sit as the only group that can stop the Rymar's advance against the Sick. And in all of this mayhem, murder, chaos and misery, Kade Malken and Rovan Kreesh's stories shall unfold.

The water made her. The water never let her go. Brooke Kowalczyk has three things on her mind: her best friends, her relay team, and the IHSA Girls State Championship at FMC Natatorium. November 15-16, 2024. Two days that will define her senior year. She doesn't know they're also the last normal days of her life. Six months later, a virus called TSJ reaches the United States from Europe. It spreads through bites and blood. It turns the dead into something fast, aggressive, and hungrier than anything Brooke has ever faced. The military calls it an outbreak. The internet calls it the zombie apocalypse. Brooke calls it the end of everything she knew. But she's a swimmer. She knows how to hold her breath when the world tries to drown her. She knows how to keep moving when every muscle screams to stop. She knows that the water doesn't care about fear - it only cares about the weight you bring into it. From the suburbs of Hinsdale to the flooded ruins of Chicago to the frozen shores of Lake Superior, Brooke must navigate a slow-burn collapse that doesn't happen in a single explosion - it happens in phone calls that drop and never reconnect, in neighbors who disappear in white vans, in the silence when the power goes out for good. She'll lose things she never thought she could lose. She'll discover strengths she never knew she had. And through it all, the water will hold her. Or it will pull her under. The only question is: how much weight can she carry?

Humanity will never change. It's disgusting. I thought I knew everything about the world. Until we were the only ones left. Should we give it another chance?

From 0 to 21, the world of Celestia is governed by the paths of Arcana, with the Sun's Promethean Order reigning sovereign. It had once bore countless mysteries, forged golden glories, and had fallen to a total calamity: The Great Collapse. Diminished it may be, the light of the Sun remained steadfast still. And now, its newfound avatar, Auguste Empyreon, shall tread upon the sullen ruins of the old world once more to discover tales left yet untold. Follow his footsteps to track down the runaway prince of his homeland, and discover secrets and schemes brewing beneath the depth of the earth.

The seasoned player of "Abyss of Stars," the [Starfall Master] Li Zi, brings a system template and travels to the game's world, arriving in the era of the game's beta version. This is the worst of times. The cosmic forces and conglomerates collude, causing the doors to the universe to be closed, the planet's resources to be exhausted, and even sunlight to be monopolized. This is also the best of times. All the extraordinary systems are just beginning. In this era, he is the only [Starfall Master] with the final version patch. While people are enthralled by the smoke of plasma guns and cannons, Li Zi has already torn apart battleships with gravity. While superhumans are smug about their awakened abilities, moonlight has already become Li Zi's servant. While the interstellar fleet crosses the Milky Way, Li Zi has just ignited the forty-second star, illuminating the entire universe. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long; they've forgotten that this starry sky should belong to all of us." -Facing the unspeakable aboriginal evil gods, Li Zi, holding a black hole, gently said. Patreon link for those interested: https://www.patreon.com/FALCON_N

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Three swimmers. Three states. One apocalypse. Emma is chasing a state title in Georgia. Sienna is trying to prove she belongs after quitting softball. Audrey is holding her family together as her brother falls apart. They've never met. They never will. But when the world ends-fast zombies, walled cities, everything they love consumed by chaos-their lives become tethered by grief, by hope, and by the one thing that never leaves them: the water. This is not a love story. This is not a hero story. This is survival. Lap by lap. Breath by breath.

The Second Impact left a wound in the world, but it also called out to a cosmic force drifting through the void. In the cold, clinical halls of NERV, Asuka Langley Soryu has always been alone-a jagged shard of glass fighting to prove she exists. But deep within her soul, a primal fire has taken root. The Phoenix Force doesn't just offer power; it offers a maternal bond that Asuka has craved her entire life. As the Angels descend and the world teeters on the edge of Instrumentality, Asuka must navigate a slow-burn psychological fusion with an entity that views her not as a pilot, but as a daughter. When the "Seeds of Life" seek to dissolve humanity into a singular sea of LCL, the Phoenix rises to challenge the very gods of the Evangelion universe. It is a battle of philosophies: the silence of universal oneness versus the radiant, painful beauty of the individual. In the end, Asuka must decide if she has the courage to be "themselves"-and if a cosmic entity is willing to trade the stars for a home on a broken shore.

The world froze. Not completely. What was left of Europe kept fighting the cold. The snow never melted. In 2044 Humanity split into five camps and called it survival. James Hannigan is thirty-four years old. A nomad. He works for all of them and belongs to none. He delivers what others are too afraid to carry. He goes where others don't come back from. One job changes everything. He is forced to choose. Save one of the camps. Or save his cat. The only thing he still cares about. The only thing that still feels real. No good options. No clean way out. What does a man choose when the world already took everything from him?

Resident evil gone wrong... When a virus had escaped a lap in the 1960s, preventing raccoon city but causing a worldwide outbreak. Cities ravaged by bombs, families torn apart, but who comes out on top? Umbrella. Saved confinement areas, controlled by umbrella. Schools made for stolen children, rebellions and criminals killed so their flame of insurgents wouldn't spread but little did umbrella know that a flame isn't so easily snuffed out. Follow as Y/n works her way through discovering everything she thought she knew was a lie and she helps the insurgency crumble umbrellas grasp on the world, but along the way she finds love in unexpected places and... sides.

This story has come to a stop. It will be continued eventually but for now I'm sorry. There won't be any updates for a while. - 24.12.2025 Because I'm a single fuck when I started writing this so I present- A romance (my first thank you very much for understanding that) The country is in ruins. But for it's residents it's like the whole world is crumbling down. It's been years. Unfinished civil war. Two sides. And on one of them- stands Derry Vixen. It's not like she's any special just as she is. Barely noticeable with her rather quiet persona. And yet. For one person. She's the most interesting of them all. And that person is a myth. A shadow looking over dead bodies as the only sniper in the whole country for they do not tolerate competition. A legend so strong they're Derry's first battlefield lesson. Derry only heard the worst about them. But she is yet to find out how wrong everyone was about the Ghost when they track her across the whole country just to save her. But oh boy.....is he hiding a LOT under that mask of his. And Derry is NOT lacking compensation.

The end of the world has already happened. By every law of nature, humanity should have vanished. Cities should have turned to dust. Voices should have gone silent. But they didn't. Not because of technology. Not by chance. Not by anyone's will. When everything collapsed, something else took its place. Magic. It did not save the world. It did not make it whole again. It only kept it alive. Now people walk through the remains of what once was, carrying the weight of a miracle that came too late and saved them for reasons no one understands.