Survivalatallcosts Stories

We're all just trying to survive. After three months of endless horror and danger, Zander thought he had seen the worst this apocalyptic disaster had to offer. His ever-growing family of survivors has made him believe the virus could be beaten - that it wasn't as big of a threat as they first thought. It doesn't take long for this new world to change his mind. Man turned against man, loved ones tearing into each other and feasting upon their flesh. In a world where it's kill or be killed, what will it take to hold on to the last shred of your humanity?

We don't choose to die, we're designed too. It was just never the creator's plan for the dead to rise again. Zombies were the characters in our nightmares, the actors in our films and the taboo we'd all secretly admired. Never did we imagine they'd become our reality. Now every day is a battle for survival, a fight against the dead that seems to be creeping ever closer. We don't choose to die. We're designed too. * This story follows a small group of teens in a race for survival against the infected, with death, disease and the unshakable feeling that they're being stalked- life just got a whole lot harder. Highest ranking: #9 in Horror Wattpad Featured Story: 23/10/2017 Wattpad Zombies Gut Wrenchers: 12/12/2020 Winner of The Contemporary Reads Awards: Best Zombie Book and The Champion's Award

She didn't know the thing had crept into her home, or that her world, the entire world, was about to end.

Three members on the farm are missing; one on the run, one captured, one in mortal danger. The residents of the farm are still reeling from the Piggy Man's attack, but they need to be united more than ever to make it through the next day alive. As the group splits off to try and save what's left of their group, they will find unexpected allies and new enemies lurking in the shadows...

DaggerClan was not born from stars, but from blood. Its roots writhe beneath the shattered bones of ShaleClan, a once-peaceful Clan known for unity, tradition, and honor. That history was burned to ash the day Viperclaw rose-cold-eyed, venom-hearted, and unafraid to slit the throat of legacy. Under his claw, ShaleClan was carved hollow and remade into DaggerClan: a Clan not ruled by StarClan's whispers, but by sharp teeth and ambition. The forest no longer echoes with peace. It screams with survival.

Isabelle Corbeau finds herself suddenly trapped in a world of death, blood, and zombies, with her world rapidly falling apart around her. But above everything else she has to deal with the terrible weather of her hometown. Great. In a world where nothing makes sense anymore and where the human race has been thrown back from the technological age, Isabelle and her new friends must find a way to survive, now more than ever when the zombies seem to be evolving... (This book and its contents are mine and solely mine. Do not steal)

The virus has arrived. A deadly virus that destroys humanity. A virus that replaces the living with creatures that crave human flesh. As the human race dwindles, an unlikely group of young survivors battle against the odds to stay alive and avoid joining the ranks of the undead. Follow Cassie as she desperately searches for her brother; Heidi as she tries to cope with the consequences of her actions; and Ginge as she takes on a new role of keeping everyone alive. [This is a sample of the soon to be published version of our Apocalypse series! You can find all of the old versions on our profile, but this gives an introduction to our newly named characters and our new style! We hope you enjoy it! We will also provide links to the published version and give updates here!]

Rome, the Eternal City, hides secrets darker than its nights. Marco Conti, a man on the brink of collapse, has lost everything-his job, his family, his dignity. Drowning in debt, haunted by his past, and with no hope for the future, he sees no way out. Then, one evening, a note appears under the door of his rundown apartment: "Do you want to be free from your problems? Meet Mr. A. Tomorrow, 9:00 PM, at Bar Aurora." An anonymous message. A promise of redemption. A trap? Desperation pushes Marco to the meeting. Sitting before him is a refined man, sharp-eyed and impeccably mannered, who makes him an offer too tempting to refuse: a sum of money that could wipe away all his troubles in exchange for a seemingly simple task. Watch a man. Take notes on his movements. Nothing more. But the deeper Marco gets into the job, the clearer it becomes that he has stepped into a deadly game. Political conspiracies, Vatican secrets, hidden plots buried beneath the city's very foundations. With every step, he sinks further into a web of lies and betrayals, where nothing is as it seems, and no one is who they claim to be. As the truth begins to surface, Marco realizes that the only way to survive is to uncover the secret everyone is willing to kill to protect. But time is running out. And the price for knowing too much is always the same: death. How much is he willing to risk for the last offer?

We are born. We live. We die. Only there's this nasty little gene inside of us all, the Creation Gene. The scientific community has studied it, tried to find ways to combat it. But in the end it was useless. The miracle of creation is not something that can truly ever be understood or taken for granted. Who will live, who will adapt, and who will survive?

Decided to take up the #30DaysofUndeadSummer challenge, because zombies.

BOOK TWO I can feel them getting closer. Their screeches haunting me at night, telling me to drop dead. I've never listened to them before. But it's different now. You can't save some people, but I'll fight to the death to save humanity. What's my life against millions? * Now just a mere scatter of survivors, the group flee abroad- in hope of finding refuge and answers. But all is not as it seems. For danger hides in pure daylight. Highest Ranking: #132 in Horror

Survival is all about rules. It's really very simple. Follow the rules and maybe you last just a little bit longer than most other people. These rules are harsh. They are cruel and unforgiving. You might not like them. Hell, you may hate them, but the fact is you must listen to them. I don't really care if you think that's too hard. I don't care if you believe me and I don't care if you think I'm just being a hard-ass. Go right ahead, think that if you must. The rules still stand. Sit there and deny all you want. If you think you can do it better than me that's fine, just don't come looking for sympathy when things go south because you didn't follow the rules. Looking at you I already have my reservations. I just get this feeling that you aren't going to even listen to the rules. But I'm tired of watching people die of stupidity so I'm going to teach them to you anyway. Listen to my story, I'm only going to tell it once. Then, you can follow the rules if you want to. ***This story contains strong language and some sexual references but nothing explicit*** Copyright © 2017

How We Died is kind of a spin-off of Mandy's Last Day...a continuation of how a variety of people died as the world falls. The caveat here is that, it may not always be in the world of Mandy, it may be something else as the mood strikes me. This will be an ongoing project that will likely have a mix of longer short stories and flash fiction, perhaps even something along the lines of micro-fiction, if that is, indeed, such a thing. Anyway, this will be updated when a new story strikes me. The first one is some of that previously mentioned micro-fiction. :)