How Does Dernier Honor End?

“Alex… I’m dying.” Amara’s trembling voice over the phone should have shaken her husband, but the renowned Dr. Alex Spencer simply replied, “Buy medicine and let me work.” The world envied their marriage to the perfect doctor, but behind closed doors, Amara carried every pain alone. Until the day she received two verdicts: brain cancer… and a divorce she signed with her own hands. She walked away, whispering, “This is the last meal I’ll ever cook for you,” leaving Alex furious and unable to accept the truth. And when he rushed into a house decorated with flowers and candles, her smiling picture greeted him instead. She was gone. He fell down, weeping like a child. But something still told him, this was all a setup. That Amara was still alive and he won’t rest until he finds her. Is Amara truly still alive? Read to find out!

The Last Call of Order is a teen fiction novel. The story took place at Urbama or as others call it- the city of crimes, where numerous crimes happen within the day but invisible to the public. A young boy, Xyler Darkenlor who mysteriously killed his mother was abducted. For an unknown reason, he was chosen to enter an institute where he was trained at a young age to be an Arial, the highest position in the killing chamber. To be accepted, he was let to pick a code name Niko which then he uses to forget his name. Niko receives order from his superiors in the chamber. They are being paid high for every completion of one mission. In one mission, he met Reca a highschool student who was shifting as a counter lady in one restaurant. He was intimiced by her beauty and ended up having relationship with her hiding his real identity. In a short period of time, Niko learned that Reca was actually the daughter of an ambassador that is currently involved in the order given by his superior, Kana. He was ordered the next day to kill her.

On the day we were supposed to leave for our graduation trip to the Cloudspire Plateau, my girlfriend dropped off the face of the earth. While I waited at Bellwarren International Airport, my roommate sent me a strangely loaded message. "Elliot, don't panic. There's a big surprise coming." I felt relieved. I assumed Naomi was running late because she was getting dressed up. She'd always promised that the day we graduated, she'd put on a wedding gown and marry me. Then our class representative dropped a cash giveaway into the group chat. @Everyone: "Thanks to every student and faculty member here to witness Naomi Keller and Derek Vaughn's engagement! Three years together, and they finally made it official!" It was cleaned out in seconds. One classmate after another posted congratulations. Then somebody finally put it together and wrote, "Holy hell, Owen. Did you forget to take Elliot out of this group?" The chat went dead silent. A second later, all of them started tagging me. "Elliot, don't come down here and make a scene. They've been together in secret for three years. It wasn't easy getting to this day." "You're so controlling that Derek couldn't show his face for three years. He's been through enough." Even our faculty adviser piled on. "Do it as a favor to me. You're a man, so be the bigger person. Don't ruin their night. Let them keep some dignity." Their messages closed in around me until I couldn't breathe, let alone ask a single question. The promise that was supposed to carry us from school uniforms to a wedding gown wasn't the only lie. Every part of those four years had been one.

My father lies on a hospital bed, barely breathing as he asks to see my husband once more. However, my husband's phone is turned off that day. I hurry to his company to look for him, but his secretary stops me and tells me there's a company policy that says they don't allow me and dogs to enter. I kneel before the building and beg for help, but someone records me and twists the truth. Later, I watch the video and see Eugene Fort carrying his true love, who's cut her finger, into the car. My father ultimately dies without seeing Eugene. I stay up all night to handle the wake and funeral. The following day, I finally receive a call from Eugene. He sounds impatient as he says, "Come to the hospital. Ivy needs help."

I am Aria Vittori, the beloved younger sister of Lorenzo Vittori, Don of the Vittori family. I have three childhood friends who grew up with me. Matteo oversees the family’s security and enforcement. Dante is Lorenzo’s second-in-command. Adrian manages the Vittori family’s finances and investments. The three of them grew up around me, and once, all three swore that as long as they were alive, no one would ever hurt me. Dante once cleared an entire rooftop club because I wanted to watch the harbor fireworks. Adrian bought me a blue diamond brooch after I glanced at it twice at an auction. Matteo carried me through a locked-down dock road on a freezing winter night because I refused to get in the car. Back then, I thought one of them would belong to me someday. Then Serena came to the Vittori family. She was beautiful, dangerous, and impossible to look away from. On her first day at the negotiation table, she smiled as she drew the edge of a playing card across an enemy’s throat. After that, everything changed. Dante started calling me spoiled. When he left me standing alone in the rain to walk Serena home, Matteo and Adrian warned him, “Dante, if you choose her now, don’t regret it later.” But soon, Matteo fell for her too. At my birthday party, I turned to Adrian, the only man still standing beside me. “Adrian, is this my fault?” He kissed my hair. “Don’t think like that. Those two are idiots.” Then I watched him pin the blue diamond brooch he had promised me onto Serena’s gown. Just to make her smile. That was when I finally understood. I was the one who had to leave. I knocked on my brother’s study door. “The Vescari family’s exchange arrangement begins in three days, right?” Lorenzo looked up. I said, “Send me.”

Viola gave Brian everything for seven yeats; her dreams, her career, her whole future. All for a man who promised to be her family after she lost her parents. One promotion to Paris. One shattered coffee table. One spilled urn of her parents' ashes. That's all it took for Viola to discover the truth: her fiancé had been living a double life with his dead best friend's sister, Vanessa. While Viola bled from glass wounds, Brian chose his lover over his bride-to-be. While she mourned her parents' remains scattered across a dirty elevator floor, he was planning a secret wedding. While she stood humiliated in a wine-stained dress at Vanessa's birthday party, they were already picking out wedding invitations. But Brian made one crucial mistake—he underestimated the woman he destroyed. Now she's on a plane to Paris, and Brian has no idea what's coming for him. The broken woman he destroyed is gone. What's left is someone with nothing to lose and a burning need for payback. He stole seven years of her life. Time to take everything from his. Or not.