Títulos em Pós-Apocalíptico

The Triplets Hunted Me Down! Then dragged me back to their mansion and held me captive. WHY? I was paid to acquire something that belonged to them. Yea, I stole from them but I needed the money. Now, I’m stuck waiting for my trial. They take turns keeping guard. Yes, they are all devilishly handsome and impossible to tell apart.

With the Earth in ruins from three catastrophic impacts, surviving the fallout was only the beginning. Unleashed from its celestial vector, the Prometheus Pathogen ravages those left behind, revealing how controlling life and death is a trait that will always be a driving force. As science advances, so does the threat of wielding that power. Caught in the fight to access a potential cure, Kyle risks everything he has left to secure a future for his daughter, but the most lethal obstacles are those he can’t see coming. When lines are blurred, the way out may not always be straightforward.

For nurse Sarah Mitchell, it was just the end of another brutal shift. For survivalist Jake Cooper, it was the day he’d been preparing for his entire life. When a high-altitude electromagnetic pulse erases a century of progress, the neighbors are thrown into a world without power, without rules, without hope. While the unprepared descend into chaos, the organized and ruthless rise to build empires from the ashes. A warlord named Marcus begins to consolidate power, hunting for those with the skills to rebuild his new world—or die resisting. At the top of his list: a medic named Sarah.

There is no respite for BD, Deano and the others as the reanimating virus continues to spread. They need to balance finding food, water, and other essential supplies with safety. Today, their plans go up in smoke. An outbreak, an enemy from the past, and a looming catastrophe strike a triple blow to the heart of their small community. Death stalks them. He lurks in the shadows and around every corner. Before night falls, he’ll be carting fresh souls away; but they might be the lucky ones.

Tallis and Finn, simple farmers, find their quiet village overrun by shriekers, a horde of undead revenants. After a devastating attack and heartbreaking losses, they must flee the only land they've known for the capital of the kingdom of Okaesa. Along the way, Tallis and Finn are separated from the other refugees, with their only escape across the Nightmare Bridge, a thing of horrific legends, which leaves them both scarred from the experience.

Enigmatic clouds darken the skies, accelerating climate collapse and threatening humanity’s existence. As these sinister phenomena poison the rain, drive people to madness, and swallow the unlucky into oblivion, Doctor Michelle Anderson is on a relentless mission to unravel their secrets. The answers may be linked to her father’s descent into “cloud madness.” In her boundless obsession, she will stop at nothing to prevent this extinction-level disaster.

Rule One: Nowhere is safe, only safer. Rule Two: People will do insane things to survive, so trust no one. In a walled city at the end of the world, with zombies shambling everywhere, Gwen has a choice. Stay in a place where things are mostly safe, but is probably going to fall. Or go out on her own again. Surviving the zombies is something she knows, something she's good at. It's just too bad other survivors make the surviving part so damn hard.

After inspiring a revolution, Campbell must lead his followers into the wasteland to fight for self-determination. If they lose, they risk subjugation at the hands of ruthless oligarchs who control the flow of water, the availability of food, and the safety of shelter. If they win, their future in their hands. But who is it Campbell and his followers are truly fighting? Is the real enemy from within?

The Refuge: Nine Meals from Anarchy offers a compelling look at what occurs when civilization’s facade crumbles, revealing both nobility and darkness within ordinary people. When nine missed meals separate order from chaos, Jake Grayson learns that security relies not only on supplies and solar panels, but also on the resilience of the human spirit and the bravery of those around him.

In The Last Witness, César Castro delivers a gripping, faith-anchored novel of prophecy, survival, and spiritual warfare. At the center is Stevenson, an ordinary man suddenly thrust into extraordinary circumstances. With the world unraveling around him, Stevenson becomes the reluctant voice of truth—a final witness to the power of Christ in an age dominated by deception. Alongside a cast of unforgettable characters, Stevenson must confront not only the terrors of a collapsing world but also his own doubts, fears, and faith. Each choice could cost him his life…or his soul.

Dicono che prima della Caduta uomini e donne nascessero più o meno con la stessa probabilità, ma le radiazioni hanno fatto qualcosa ai nostri geni e ora il rapporto tre femmine su dodici sembra un vero colpo di fortuna. La razza umana sopravvive in poche città isolate da chilometri e chilometri di deserto cocente, abitato solo dai mutanti, gli Zendar.

Terrorizzata e tradita, Ashka si allontana da Zarek e cerca la fuga attraverso il deserto per mettere in salvo la Principessa Elara. Il Principe Zendar, però, farà di tutto per ritrovarla e riconquistare la sua fiducia. Pericoli mortali, intrighi politici e oscuri segreti metteranno a dura prova il loro amore. Zarek e Ashka dovranno scoprire fino a che punto possono sopportare la malvagità del mondo che li circonda e che cosa sono disposti a fare per assicurarsi un futuro insieme.

Alles, was Dr. Brianna Lewis will, ist eine Tasse Kaffee. Kaffee, um die Schufterei in ihrem Zellkulturlabor bei Green Fields Biotech an einem Freitagnachmittag, wenn alle anderen schon zu Hause sind, etwas erträglicher zu machen. Womit sie nicht rechnet, ist eine Gruppe von Terroristen, die alle Eingänge des Gebäudes in die Luft jagen und sie sowie anderes, anwesendes Personal als Geiseln nehmen. Bree findet sich bald in einem Konflikt wieder.

Ella ha sobrevivido a lo imposible, pero carga con un secreto que podría cambiarlo todo — si no la destruye primero. Aksel, Belinda y su hija se ven obligados a emprender un viaje desesperado por el desierto helado, perseguidos no solo por los muertos de ojos negros sino también por quienes están dispuestos a sacrificar a cualquiera con tal de seguir vivos.

Cuando dos adolescentes se topan con un cadáver congelado en lo profundo del bosque, toman la fatídica decisión de llevarlo de vuelta a la ciudad, sin saber que acaban de provocar el apocalipsis. En la morgue debajo del hospital, los muertos comienzan a moverse, atacando a los vivos y propagando una infección implacable. La ciudad, que alguna vez estuvo tranquila, rápidamente se hunde en el caos mientras el hospital se convierte en un campo de batalla, con sus pasillos empapados de sangre mientras los sobrevivientes luchan por escapar de la creciente horda.

Numbers keep ticking down. 179, 178, 177… and yet every second stretches into a lifetime. In this second instalment of Four Minute Warning, the countdown continues through his eyes: a man trapped between technology’s silence and the memories of how it all began. As a nuclear strike looms over London, his radio hisses with an AI voice telling him what he already knows — this isn’t a drill. His phone stays dead, refusing him the one connection he craves. And with each falling number he is hurled back to the night he first saw her across a crowded bar, the moment that changed everything.

El frío se acerca. Y con él, algo peor que la muerte. A medida que la infección se expande y la esperanza se desvanece, los supervivientes dispersos se aferran unos a otros—y a secretos que no pueden permanecer ocultos.

Everything that begins will surely end. It’s a Tuesday morning in London like any other. Until it isn’t. Your phone flashes red: THIS IS NOT A DRILL. In exactly four minutes, a nuclear attack will hit the city. Networks collapse. Sirens wail. The countdown begins to tick.

The experts all anticipated an influenza pandemic, after all these have occurred every ten to fifty years since the sixteenth century. They were just a natural part of being a highly mobile global species. We were ready. A million scenarios on thousands of computers all indicated we had the epidemiology down pat, we were looking for it. It never occurred to anybody that the next biological assault on humanity would have nothing to do with pigs, chickens or ducks. John Patrick a middle aged biological anthropologist at UMaine Orono whose life is dovetailing into bliss.

Inside a London home that is a sanctuary from the noise of a city of nine million, a man stands watching the same message scroll across his phone and television: A NUCLEAR ATTACK ON LONDON IS IMMINENT. As the countdown ticks down, he isn’t running. He’s looking. Looking beyond the walls, the trinkets, the framed shirts and photographs, beyond the home they built together. Looking back to the laughter, the lockdown, the yoga mornings and Monopoly nights, the first electric encounter in a Holborn pub.