Keep the Streets Empty for Me
- Reads 40
- Votes 4
- Parts 4
MatureComplete Sun, Jan 12, 202017m
"The end of the world didn't come about in some blaze of hellfire and the blaring of trumpets by angels. There was no messiah who touched down and greeted his beloved children, taking them away to safety and leaving sinners to their fate. There was no Nordic God murdered by a massive dog, no world serpent was released. There were no zombies. There was just nothing."
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
The Olympians: The Fall of Kin
The gods are dead. They have been for a while. Now, a few hundred years later, their kin are living among us, clones of the originals that some say pale in comparison. But their power is legend, some so strong they might conquer the world on their own. They live, they struggle, they fight for what they believe in. Two sides of a war that is just beginning, who is in the right, and who will fall?Complete
Killers Amongst Us 'Book one in the Dark Dynasty' series
There is a tale that history doesn't want you to know... one where murder is the prime entertainment. When Santa set out to create a superior breed of beings, the end result was a society of supremely honed weapons of war. What he created, was something the world didn't see coming. He did not, however, expect them to escape, unleashing their powers onto the world before they were perfected. Santa had a wicked plan for his children, and let me tell you, you have never seen an orphanage like this one. Thirty years later, his escaped children are coming to find him, and he, them. What have they been up to in the meantime? You will have to wait and see... With a hint of pure devilish enjoyment and faces sharper than thorns, the world was going to get more than they bargained for... After all, he created immortal beings, and they were dead set on pulling the biggest murder rampage in history.
The Marked: A Journeys Beginning
Deep in the forest far from prying human eyes lies a gateway to another world, a world filled with creatures and people of all kinds, workers of powerful beings must hunt and search for the truth, but can they find the truth before the truth finds them?![We Can Run, Or We Can Die [Frerard]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/27229533-256-k93212.jpg)
We Can Run, Or We Can Die [Frerard]
It's 2018 and people think that the apocalypse has ended. Where cities, homes, businesses and humble towns once stood, now there lies only death, only destruction, only emptiness. Only the moans and the shuffles of the living dead. But in reality, it's only just begun. And for two lonely boys, once separated from each other by dead-town states and not even aware of each other's existence, it's far from being over. It's not about saving the world. It's about saving themselves. ----------------------------------Complete
A Deep Dive Into My Teenage Mind (From The Vault)
I decided to write a whole poetry collection that concurs everything that has been happening in my years on this planet. I've been going through things good and bad. I'm so happy to put this out on short occasion but I'm ready to get this out.Complete
Avarice Blacksteel Book 2
Most of us long to "Be" but when the path gets too costly, or steep, we take solace in what we "Have." Remove the trappings of what we own and then what is the sum of us? They were the survivors, abandoned by the allies who swore to protect, in the ultimate gesture of greed and betrayal. Their world plunged into annihilation and chaos. With the passage of years in this blighted landscape order was established anew. Those who had been anonymous before the war found their will to rule, those who had experienced the comforts and ease of western life, thrust into darkness and despair. This brutal conflict had awoken those long sleeping, those who had ceased to care, those of immense power, the ones entrusted with the safe keeping of the often volatile mankind. Although their parallel world too was at risk, lethargy and arrogance ruled them. Against the backdrop of this savage landscape the saga of three such tribes of survivors unfold, and the unwitting chosen among them. One tribe sought to prosper via savagery, one by organized military might, and the other who ruled with no more than fairness and love. Three tribes thrown together, competing for the limited resources to survive, in a world teetering on the brink of total decimation. Driven by human avarice.Complete
The gods are dead. They have been for a while. Now, a few hundred years later, their kin are living among us, clones of the originals that some say pale in comparison. But their power is legend, some so strong they might conquer the world on their own. They live, they struggle, they fight for what they believe in. Two sides of a war that is just beginning, who is in the right, and who will fall?
More detailsContent Guidelines