Survivor Novels & Stories

Ethan said quietly. The woman stayed calm “You were the only survivor” the room became very quiet Kai felt like he couldn’t breathe Survivor Of what? Ethan spoke softly “What are you talking about?” the woman looked straight at him “You didn’t just survive that fire,” she said She paused “You started it” Silence filled the room Heavy Painful Kai slowly turned to look at Ethan He felt shock Fear and Doubt Only for one second But Ethan saw it. That small change in Kai’s eyes that tiny moment of hesitation It hurt Ethan more than the handcuffs and guns More than anything else that night “I don’t remember,” Ethan said His voice brok

I retaliated, before pushing myself up, slumping against the headboard, “I'm guessing you're ready to explain now? Because I won't be lying if I told you my head's a jumbled mess, and I'm thinking of a hundred and one ways to escape from you forever.” He sighed, “I know you won't, but I don't want you to be scared because I will protect you. That's just what you should know.” “Protect me? That means this whole thing is dangerous. And guess what, I never signed up for it.” “For now, it is unclear who, but I have hidden enemies. I once had a surrogate, yeah. That part is true, and while she was here, she was a happy soul, always laughing, always respectful, and always keeping to herself, and t

How could there be any survivor? The others were silent upon hearing her remarks. But Beta Miguel was quick to catch on as he replied, ‘‘No, there are actually two who survived at that time. One of whom was already been killed a few years ago during our war against Ezekiel. And the other one is...’’ Beta Miguel took a moment of pause. But when he realized something really grave, his eyes widened in sheer shock and terror. And then he shouted, ‘‘Damn it!!! Everyone be careful. Alert everyone with a red alert. It's that bastard Ezekiel who's attacking us!!!’’

I said. In my past life, I'd witnessed too many occasions of humans turning out to be more savage than zombies when they wanted to eat. They would do everything they could to get a mouthful of food. After the zombie outbreak, morals and laws meant nothing. Survivors would do anything to stay alive. The bad memories made me tremble uncontrollably, but a warm hand on my cheek pulled me back to my senses. Mom said gently, "Things must've been hard for you, sweetheart."

Alex said smirking WHAT THE FUCK " Actually,I would like option A,"I said giving him a challenging look,he dare think women are weaklings "Me too"Isabella and Stella said simultaneously "What? you think you can survive our training?you are totally stupid "the giant said " You did survive workouts abuse,so we will survive the training" I said He was beginning to get on my nerves "Why? you think we are frail ?giant!"Isabella said "Okay , okay, what about you three?" Alex said looking at the sweet girl,yah they wouldn't even survive a day

¶Aiyla PoV¶ ¶But One Of The Big Lessons I have Learned From My Journey Is You Can't Please Everyone, So Don't Try¶ - CHRIs COLfER 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ Sometimes in life painful things can teach us lessons that we didn't think we needed to know. same thing happened to me, the painful things, the trauma and abuses I went throughout my life made me strong.. made me a fighter and survivor too! It made me realise the harsh reality of life! Life is not filled with beautiful flowers...it is also filled with thorns and it is upon us how we walk through that thorny path. "Either you give up...which is too cowardice"... "Or you could stand up and fight for

Sandra says, “Can you move in with me?“ Richard asked, “Maybe after my final exams,” Sandra says, and Richard starts the car engine and drove to the hostel where he dropped Sandra, and she came out of the car, she walked to the entrance of the hostel where she met Bounty, “welcome, what did you bring for me?“ Bounty asked, “only roasted meat” Sandra retorted, “you didn't bring soft drinks?“ Bounty asked,

She started other fires as another song came on and she sang along with a portion of it “…I’m a survivor..I’m not gon give up…I’m not gon stop…I’m gonna work harder…I’m a survivor…I’m gonna make it…I will survive….keep on survivin’….after all of the darkness and sadness…soon comes happiness…If I surround myself with self and positive things..I’ll gain prosperity…I’m a survivor..I’m not gon give up…I’m not gon stop…I’m gon work harder…I’m a survivor…I’m gonna make it.. I will survive…keep on survivin’..”

“Men, women, and children were all slain, Your Excellencies, save...for one.” “You mean there is a survivor?” Eleazar exclaimed with considerable emphasis. He eyed Mikha’el and watched how he easily opened his mouth. “Technically, no, this one did not survive the massacre.” “But why do you say so otherwise? What are you meaning to tell us?” Eleazar’s brows furrowed. “The survivor — as you had called it — is a woman, sire. But she wasn’t spared by the attack at all. She died, but the essence of life returned back to her. She lives again.”

The survivor laughed softly. "No." The cracks widened. The creator's pressure slammed against the white space. Reality shook. The survivor didn't move. Didn't flinch. Didn't even seem concerned. Which somehow felt terrifying. "You are interfering again." The creator's voice echoed from everywhere. The survivor looked upward lazily. "She's not your experiment." Silence. The words hit hard. Experiment. Again. The creator didn't deny it. Because it couldn't. The survivor's expression darkened. "I watched seventy-three worlds die."