Write a post-apocalyptic romance.

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“Once Upon a Time” by The-Burrowing-Owl- Author

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Mae knew that Athene Barclay was beautiful. Quite frankly she couldn't imagine anyone who didn’t think so. Athene was a legend, a myth clad in leather and chain mail. She was a large figure, like a walking statue lunging straight out of a storybook, with fierce emerald eyes shadowed under fiercer dark eyebrows. But Athene was a legend, and legends weren’t a part of the real world. They were fantastic, but distant, like glittering starlight. And that, Mae had decided, was all that such a woman would ever be.oOoBy this point most folks had com...

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“If the world was ending 🌏” by Ari Berri

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"What's going on?" I scream, sprinting across the field towards my best friend. Shle's running too. I think the world is ending. I'm being chased by some kind of monster. They were peope, and I know, because I watched them change. They have pale green skin, and sharp nails. Their teeth grew into fangs, and now they have bird feet. "Dezi!" Marci shouts. She's been my best friend since we were in kindergarten. She has long black hair pulled into a ponytail, and tan skin. She's on the track, and basketball team. She comes from a really rich f...

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“Sparkle Like A Jewel!” by P. Jean

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No one she had ever known, and she had known plenty of weird ones, ever lived in a cave. To make matters worse, our cave was a forty-five minute hike away from humanity. Long before the historic wave of preppers , her parents knew it was safer and healthier to be self reliant. She guesses, if truth be told, the cave was why she can sit here writing today.~~~~~The cave had been discovered on one of their hikes, in one of the most remote national forests. Otac and Majka had decided after a few visits, they would like t...

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“Uncovering the true self” by Habiba Adel

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Cassandra was abruptly broken out of her trance when her brush went over the pencil outlines, blending the colours together and ruining hours of hard-work exerted over the past few weeks. Although the drawing was now unrepairable, Cassandra did not feel taken by the accident; she inhaled a deep breath apathetically and deliberated the uselessness in her regular, dreary painting routine, or as some would call it—exquisite talent. But she never saw her talent extraordinary, or anything peculiar, due to the treatment she gives herself based on ...

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“Finding Romance After the Calamity” by Blane Britt

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A world-ending cataclysm is common to many mythologies. The Biblical flood narrative is the best known and follows a fairly typical pattern: wrathful deity, mass destruction, surviving remnant in this case the righteous man Noah and his family. Most of us gather from these tales that life to early humans felt dreadfully precarious more so, even, than it may feel to us. Japan’s mythological account of the world on the brink of annihilation is in a class by itself. Most of the younger people today probably have never even heard of that tragic ...

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“Rosy Blushes, Rose Gold Tails, and the End of the World” by Lily Kingston

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Soooo… the world has pretty much gone to hell. If that wasn’t already obvious by the fact that I’m using a trash can as a bout, it was now.Sweat built up my noodle-estic arms as I paddled with a stop sign. My eyes kept a close watch on the ocean's surface, waiting for the mermaids to find me and try to drown me like they did with any humans brazen enough to island hop.My destination? Zillowburg’s main headquarters. Er… rather the top of Zillowburg’s main headquarters. After the ice caps melted thanks to, drrrrrrrrrrrruuuuuum roll, please? Ba...

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“Alone Together” by Lina Oz

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I am sad.There is no denying it. The sadness still envelops me, all these many years later.It has been a long time since I have been held in the arms of my Compatriot. She was kind, and loving, and gentle. She used her long-fingered hands to ease my fears and provide a safe haven of comfort.But she is long gone now, along with all the other Bipedals. They are all gone.So, I have walked this earth alone, without my Compatriot by my side. I still remember being pressed against her body as she fell ill, her heart racing. It had happened so quic...

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“Living But Not Really Alive” by Aubrey Maria ✌

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‘Gray will understand...he has too.’ Meg thought in hope. Without his support, she wouldn’t know what to do. He was her support and her guide -- she just wanted someone she could rely on. If she couldn’t spill her news, she would feel constrained and frankly, alone. “Gray,” Meg called in a quiet murmur waiting in anticipation, “I will tackle you in 5 seconds if you don’t come out now!” She heard shuffled feet coming closer but then suddenly stopped. “What do you want now?” A sigh ran through her mouth, “I don’t want anything. JUST OPEN ...

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“Exodus and Genesis” by Deborah Mercer

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Author's Note Some may recognise Queen Eustacia from my earlier story "The Sour Taste on the Silver Spoon", and she was determined to play a role in this one, but I hope it stands alone, too.“We have a potentially serious issue, Madam.” Queen Eustacia looked up from the dispatch box she was going through with duty than interest to see her defence minister, Jim Larkin, confronting her with a serious expression. The young queen prided herself on her perception, and had long since realised that though Jim, for whom she had great respe...

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“Apocalypse No” by John K Adams

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Uncomprehending, Alex looked down the hazy street. Smoke drifted lazily from the storm drains and cracks in the street. People walked, as if in a dream. No one seemed to have a purpose. Did they await a sign? A flood of humanity vomited from the subway entrance into the bleak, mid-day sun. They walked aimlessly, reaching ground level and forgetting why they’d come. Their motivation appeared to come only from the press of the crowd emerging behind them. The red sky absorbed their shadows. Had their souls been stolen too? Alex looked about h...

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“Romance, Grey and Desperate” by Inkstained Introvert

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I can’t do this. We’re only seventeen. I pull back the covers, swing my legs over the side of the cot, and stand up quietly. I grab my pistol from under my pillow and slip on a jacket from the hook at the door. I unbolt the door quietly, slip out of the bunker, and lock it behind me. I move slowly up the steps to the world’s surface. I look at the moon. It’s paper-thin and grey. Probably around four in the morning. I glance around. Everything, of course, is flat. Shattered remains of glass, concrete, wood, barbed wire, metal, bricks, and hop...

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“Underwater Whispers” by Candela B

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Where we live, night is all-consuming. The darkness can be treacherous, which is why we are sure to sleep with tethers secured around our waists, attached to the poles that line the old streets, safe beneath the waves. According to my Great Aunt Sophie, in the Dry Ages there were ways of lighting up the dark. Every house was equipped with these lights, every room and car. The only cars I’d ever seen were rusted and far from magnificent. It was hard to imagine them moving at all, let alone fast and bright like she described. You can’t commu...

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“Love in Rubble” by Chris Buono

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I first saw her as she stalked out of the shambles of some old house with a torn-up backpack slung over her left shoulder. Noticing me and unsure of whether I was friend or foe, she paused, wide-eyed and ready to pounce like a lion in defense. I slowly raised my hands with open palms to show that I did not mean harm before she relaxed. The stranger must have been part of another tribe or I would have known her from my sanctuary of seventy people. Her dark brown hair was brushed but greasy as if she hadn’t washed in in at least a week, her fa...

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“Leftover” by Jeni Conrad

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The day the world ended I was immediately killed while standing in line at my favorite coffee shop. If you’re a bit morbid and curious like me, you’ve wondered how you’re going to die while you’re still alive. I never would have thought it was because a giant meteor hit a small town in Arkansas, wiping out all of America, Canada, and most of South America in a rolling cloud of smoke and debris. The rest of the world followed closely behind as planet earth reacted to the impact. Sure, a few lucky people survived in Russia and Australia, but I...

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“The Unforgettable Moment” by Warrior C

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"At night, darker lighting triggers the brain to make another hormone called melatonin. This hormone is responsible for helping you sleep. Without enough sun exposure, your serotonin levels can dip." This was the Google said when she tried to search why she couldn't sleep at night. Was it a trauma of the virus that took a lot of lives or just an insomnia that she couldn't bear while not being with her grandparents?The idle stars knew that the smiles had gone and the things left were fear and uncertainty. People all over the world were seeing...

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Write a post-apocalyptic romance.

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✍️ 196 stories

“Once Upon a Time” by The-Burrowing-Owl- Author

“If the world was ending 🌏” by Ari Berri

“Sparkle Like A Jewel!” by P. Jean

“Uncovering the true self” by Habiba Adel

“Finding Romance After the Calamity” by Blane Britt

“Rosy Blushes, Rose Gold Tails, and the End of the World” by Lily Kingston

“Alone Together” by Lina Oz

“Living But Not Really Alive” by Aubrey Maria ✌

“Exodus and Genesis” by Deborah Mercer

“Apocalypse No” by John K Adams

“Romance, Grey and Desperate” by Inkstained Introvert

“Underwater Whispers” by Candela B

“Love in Rubble” by Chris Buono

“Leftover” by Jeni Conrad

“The Unforgettable Moment” by Warrior C

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