ApocalypticShone

[space + superpower+ farming + family + babies + slow pace + face slapping+world building]

Elena has returned from a dark future where society has collapsed. Now, as the apocalypse approaches once more, she must confront the dangers alongside her husband, Ethan, and his courageous family. Together, they fight against natural disasters, mutant beasts, and an alien invasion that threatens to eradicate humanity.

Join Elena and Ethan as they navigate the world full of uncertainty.

********

Excerpt: 

Triplets little show (2 years old)
Ethan was strolling through the living room when he spotted his son climbing on the table.
Ethan: “Leo, come down!”
Baby 1, in the kitchen, turned around and sprinted to the sofa.
Baby 1: “Daddy, eo!” [pointing at himself earnestly]
Ethan: “Oops, my mistake! Leo’s here; Finn, get down now!”
Baby 3 burst from the bedroom, rushing to the sofa.
Baby 3: “Daddy!” [looking puzzled]
Ethan: “Finn?”
Baby 3: “Daddy, Finn!” [leaping into Ethan’s arms]
Ethan felt his face heat up. Just then, Max darted down the table, throwing himself into Elena’s embrace.
Baby 2: [giggling as Elena smothered her with kisses] “Mommy!”
Elena shot Ethan a knowing look, her eyes saying, “You mixed them up again.”
Ethan: [with a playful glint in his eye] “Can you blame me? They’re all adorable little lookalikes!”
They both chuckle, watching the chaos unfold.

Apocalyptic World: Surviving with my husband and my cute little babies

"What time are they leaving? They've been stationed here for a couple of hours," Elena asked, her brow furrowed in thought.

They had been waiting for the right moment to steal the Heather family's hoarded products, but the mercenaries assigned to move the goods were too busy playing and chatting, seemingly oblivious to their task.

"I think they're waiting for someone," Ethan replied, peering through the telescope.

A few minutes later, a sleek sports car pulled up behind the truck. The leader of the mercenaries stepped forward to meet the person in the car.

"Boss, we're ready to move the items along with the guns and seafood products," he reported.

"Good. I have to pick up my cousin, so I won't be able to follow you. Just make sure you take the path as discussed. I'll meet you at the port later. The items must be shipped tonight to City G," Troy Heather instructed, his tone serious.

"Yes, sir," the lead mercenary affirmed.

I will burn this world