#Post-apocalyptic novels

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[raemcdaniel-author]

My new book is out!

It's finally here! My newest book in a new genre!

I’m excited and proud to announce that Sol’s Ruin: Out from the Under Book 1 is now available on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited! Also available in paperback and hardcover (very soon!) Get your Kindle copy now for a reduced price until November 23rd! Here’s the link! I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for going on this journey with me! Rae

[joncronshawauthor]

Apocalyptic Fiction at its Finest: 10 Essential Post-Apocalyptic Novels

In a world where anything can happen, it’s important to have a good book to help you navigate through the chaos. These novels will take you on a journey through some of the most desolate and dangerous landscapes imaginable, and introduce you to some of the most resilient and resourceful characters you’ll ever meet. From gripping tales of survival and rebellion, to thought-provoking explorations…

[apocalypsebabycomic]

Max is an autistic teenager who has been surviving alone as a scavenger since the outbreak. He’s always been a bit of a loner and finds people difficult to understand, so he's avoided joining any groups or settlements, preferring to rely only on himself.

[iamnowhere-if]

I am Now Here // To Nowhere

I am Now Here // To Nowhere is an in-development Sugarcube Twine Interactive Fiction written for the Smoochie Jam 2024.

You are a cowboy in the post-apocalypse, tasked with the important job to deliver the mail across the ice-sheets and endless polar desert of a frozen earth. Following the shortwave radio signals of forgotten towns, and the occasional helpful traveler, you and your partner navigate this wasteland for a hope of humanity at dawn.

Features + Semi-Customizable Player Character; appearance, pronouns, gender, sexuality. Play as a middle-aged person navigating a world you no longer recognise. + A singular, established romantic relationship with your pardner. + A focus on building platonic and professional relationships with others; finding that balance between work and self in a world that no longer has the luxury to separate each. + Name your horse.

Characters

Intros

Davi | Your partner in life and in the wasteland amab . they/he 47 . 5'8" | 173cm

Cinta | A familiar scavenger afab . she/her 52 . 5'9" | 178cm

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]art for my fantasy novel THE DAY MY DREAM DIED

[littleststarfighter]

“Just go on dancing with me like this forever and I'll never tire. We'll scrape our shoes on the stars and hang upside down from the moon.” -The Long Walk, Peter McVries

Had to draw my favourite characters from one of my favourite books, The Long Walk by Stephen King. A really heartbreaking story.

prints + patreon

[theactioneer]

Lost Traveler by Steve Wilson (Ballantine, 1987)

[defire]

Introducing Ghost of Seattle

(This is my FIRST self-published book ok)

(As always this book is highly stylized per the main character, so this time it's terse, short, casual, and unemotional.)

Chapter 1

Content: Child abuse, forced to fight, death threats, parent abusing child

“We’ll bring back civilization, eventually.”

After  the bombing, Seattle had become a ripped, rubble-filled wasteland. That's what people said about it, anyway. To Chase, it was a jungle of rebar, cement blocks, and loot. It was getting close to dusk, and he skipped around patches of broken glass by hopping across the boulders that made piles leading up to the buildings they'd fallen from.

Chase was trying to get back before the pit fights. He lowered his head against the setting sun so the light wouldn’t hurt his sensitive eyes, allowing his white hair to drape over them. He set his jaw, jumping around  the familiar piece of rebar that stuck out here and tripped up the other people in his gang, the Guards.

In the pit fights, the Guards mostly just punched and beat on each other, till one gave up. Chase's dad, Merc, was the leader of the gang that held this chunk of buildings and land. They were the best-armed and toughest gang in Seattle. Chase was proud of Guard.

There were still ten more people waiting to fight for the extra rations that Merc put up for the winners. They trusted him to teach them to fight like a team, to arm and feed them, and so far they were right to.

Chase trotted into the main street of the compound in time.

He came up close with big eyes to look into the mud ring. Ron was getting the shit punched out of him again. Ouch. At least he was guarding his face this time.

Suddenly a familiar hand gripped him by the shoulder. Chase flinched.

"Chase." His father always growled his name. "You like it?"

Chase looked up at his dad. He didn't look mad, so Chase answered.

"They must be so tough."

"They're soldiers." Merc answered as Ron shouted surrender. "Soldiers get knives, rations, and respect."

"I'm going to be a soldier too." Chase added, repeating what his dad always told him.

"Yes," Merc said, gripping both Chase's shoulders tightly. "Starting today."

Chase's stomach dropped as his dad shoved him into the muddy ring. He slipped and fell forward onto his stomach, whacking his elbow.

"Ouch." He grunted, getting up hastily.

He looked up to see Braiden stepping over the grass-line. Braiden was a clumsy twenty-year-old with a slim build but huge fists. Chase liked him usually.

"Chase!" Braiden said, raising both fists in the air with a huge grin. "Finally!"

"Dad?" Chase backed away. No one had taught him how to fight, so the only thing he could do was duck under his arms, maybe even dodge. He knew that much from being around his dad.

Chase glanced back, to see a dark look on his dad's face, mixed with disgust. He shouldn't have fallen down. Chase swallowed and turned back to face Braiden.

Braiden came up and threw a big, predictable punch. Chase brought his elbows up to guard his face. Braiden's fist crashed into his forearm dully, knocking him sideways.

Chase was 9 years old and only 70 pounds; easy to throw around. Chase staggered sideways, caught his balance, and glanced back at his dad, then at Braiden.

He was surprised to see that Braiden had hesitated too.

I'm allowed to dodge, Chase reminded himself. I'm allowed to dodge!

This time when Braiden threw a punch, faster, Chase dodged. Two more haymakers, Chase dodged around them. Braiden, frustrated, punched twice fast, and the second one hit Chase square on the forearms and knocked him back onto his butt. That hurt his tailbone, and he rolled away instinctively, getting up to his hands and feet without balancing, staggering back.

Getting knocked down scared him. That was always when the bad part happened.

Someone caught him by the arm.

"No running away!" Dad yelled at him. He better not embarrass Dad.

"I'm not." Chase found his voice was just a whisper.

Braiden could see that he was scared and took a breath before striding toward him.

"You better defend yourself, Chase!" He said.

He was allowed to defend himself. He bared his teeth, dodged under the punch and grabbed Braiden's thigh. Then he bit him in the side of his torso.

"Aghh!" Braiden shouted, slapping Chase over and over in the head. Chase decided this was working, so he kept biting.

He felt Braiden shift and Chase felt a hard fist come down on the right side of his back. It was hard enough to knock the wind out of him. Braiden took the opportunity to shove Chase off of him and throw him to the ground.

Stomach acid came up into Chase's mouth with the grunt he let out when his back smacked into the scraped ground.

"Middle finger if you surrender, Chase!" Braiden shouted at him.

Chase gave him the finger, panting from the ground.

"I win!" Braiden shouted.

He reached out to give Chase a hand up. Chase was already getting to his feet, and noticed too late, but the gesture was unexpectedly kind. 

As he left the mud pit, he realized he was smiling. 

His father slapped him on the shoulder.

"You're a man now." He said. "I expect you in the morning roll call."

Chase hesitated.

"Does this--does this--"

"What? Spit it out." Merc snapped.

Chase felt his lips go cold.

"Does this mean I'm allowed to defend myself now?"

Merc snorted. 

"You're always--" He stopped short and turned to face Chase head-on. "The hell do you mean, kid?"

Chase cringed.

"In... in... out there... in fights?" He stammered.

Merc bent down in the middle of the group that was watching the next fight, maintaining eye contact with Chase. 

Chase stood frozen, staring into his dad's eyes in terror.

"You ever--" Merc glared as he spoke. "Ever try to turn on me... see how that goes. I'll kill you."

He straightened up, looking down on the tiny 9-year-old.

"What are you waiting for!" Merc shouted.

Chase flinched.

"Go! Do your chores!"

Chase nodded, then saluted--

"Yes sir!" And fled.

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This blog is about a story that I am in the process of writing so most if not everything is about that

The story is called Taiji it is a post-apocalyptic fantasy future story that follows the character Ame. Ame wants to stop ki (a demon lord) from taking over the world and farming humans; but he also doesn’t want the Breakers to win. The breakers are a corporation of humans that want to destroy all demons and return the world to what it was before them.

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I am an INTP+J and a Scorpio. I LOVE music, well basically any kinda form of art. I am kinda a jack of all trades when it comes to nerd stuff lol. I promise I'm working on the stuff I'm just slow:'). But yeah it’s nice to have you here for the ride! Again this blog is mostly about Taiji so if you are coming from a different project of mine posted somewhere else there’s probably not gonna be a whole bunch of stuff about it here.

[chaoschenoo]

Another SSSS inspired monster. This one is the 'Bedlam' it lives in the bowels of the ruins of Pennhurst State Hospital. Most of it's time is spent in the straight-jacket of it's own flesh. Until prey is close then the skin coat opens like a cobra's hood.

[raemcdaniel-author]

My new book is out!

It's finally here! My newest book in a new genre!

I’m excited and proud to announce that Sol’s Ruin: Out from the Under Book 1 is now available on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited! Also available in paperback and hardcover (very soon!) Get your Kindle copy now for a reduced price until November 23rd! Here’s the link! I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for going on this journey with me! Rae

[hunxi-after-hours]

Started reading Leech by Hiron Ennes after you mentioned it here AND OH MY GOD WHAT IS EVEN HAPPENING I CANNOT READ FAST ENOUGH MH BRAIN IS ALSO MELTING A BIT OMG OMG

hahahahahahaha that's it anon that's the Leech experience, I remember moseying through the first half of it and then finishing the rest in a single sitting while the sun was setting across the river, and I couldn't get up to leave despite the fact that I was getting cold because I had to keeping reading oh myg od—

[apocalypsebabycomic]

Nope, no ferals here-

[pyrousred]

I CANT BELIEVE I FORGOT TO POST THIS!!!

Some art I made for that project Zomboid RP I was talking about a while ago. This was a biiiig piece I have no idea how I forgot to post it lol.