Novel & Cerita Alone Survivor

' They moved to sit by a table and exchanged small talk about things such as the weather and how they were feeling, avoiding more serious topics like werewolves and death. "She has my mother's nose. Doesn't she Chris? She has her nose." Adeline said with excitement. Ava looked at her closely, like she couldn't believe this was the same woman that had attacked her mate. Maybe Adeline was truly ill and now that she has help, she could be a good person again. "She does." He smiled, throwing an arm over Ava's shoulder, probably hoping to offer some comfort. "I've missed you. I've missed you both." She admitted to them with a sad smile. "It's terribly lonely here. Everyone's crazy and I can't tal

Abby's POV "Woohoo!! Fuck yeah!!" I raised my hand and cheered. "Tyler and Abby sitting in the car! Going to see the best movie ever!!!" We sang. School had ended and Tyler offered to take me home while Adam dropped Taylor off at God knows where. "It's good to see you all happy and excited you know. You and Adam really deserve it" Tyler smiled and I mirrored his actions. I understood what he was talking about. Ever since my parents died three years ago, Our aunt and uncle on our father's side were given the roles of our guardians after the death of our parents and have been responsible for our upkeep. The only issue is that they are the worst guardians ever.

Alone. I could hear my breathing as it comes out fast. I'm scared but I feel like this is the only way to escape. To stop the madness that is creeping on me. The terror gripped me. I no longer want to live. I cannot see myself walking this earth anymore as life has repaid me nothing but sorrow, pain, and endless melancholy. I gave everything into the universe, all the love, joy, and hard work that I can do, I gave my life my all, but it failed me. I failed me. I was not designed to be amongst the living. I do not deserve to live anymore. The bubbly, happy girl is gone. All I am is a pathetic lost soul. Hollow and wretched I walk every day of my life unable to find meaning in what I do. I do

he said taking deep breath ,looks like he's been waiting to get this off his chest for a while . "Its all good gamma Rex, I understand you have good reasons not to like any of them including lone ,because of the way they invaded us the way they did ,especially when you were out on the journey to the south gate meeting, but come to think of this this way, too lone came to rescue me from the cold and evil hands of Tyler ,and even killed him ,saving the south the trouble of having to go to war ,and besides he's my mate and I love him regardless of everything "

“How could I not blame myself, James? No one from them survives. They are all gone and it's—” Just before I could finish my words, I was suddenly interrupted when someone spoke not far from our direction, which captured my focus. “Emerald, I was still alive.” I stood up from the ground when I saw Allison. She was wounded and struggling to walk as she approached us. My reaction brightened seeing her alive. “Allison?” I mumbled, meeting her. “Yes, it's me, Emerald. I was the last survivor. All the wolves are gone now a-and my father as well…” Allison blurted, her voice trembling when she mentioned her father.

“They burned out within minutes. Not overloaded but reversed. As if something inside the barrier pushed them back.” Impossible. Unless... No. That is not right. Alejandro Wolfgang should not have this kind of protection. He is estranged. Abandoned. The last survivor of a polluted bloodline. All he has is the girl. That… soft, human girl. “How the hell is he evading us?” I demand.

He gave his life to save me. I put my face in my hands as my body wracks with the sobs of loss. The water turns off and a towel is wrapped around my shoulders, then June wraps her arms around me. She holds me while I sob, then stands back and takes my face in her hands. “Now you listen to me, Olivia, ex-Luna to ex-Luna. Dr. Olander is not dead. Dr. Samuel has arrived and he’s treating him. He’s fighting for his life, Livvy, but he needs you to be strong for him. He’s been strong for you and now it’s your turn to be strong for him. Can you do that? Can you be strong for your mate? He’ll fight harder to survive if you’re there, you know he will.”

Alvin said. "Three months ago." Tom looked around the hall slowly, taking in the bodies, the blood, the four hundred survivors breaking into small quiet groups. "I am the only person other than the winner of the last cycle who made it through all three months." Silence. "Who won?" I asked. "I don't know his name," Tom said. "He left the hall, and I never saw him again. Controller keeps the winners separate." His jaw tightened. "What I know is that the game is a trap, every layer of it."