And Then There Were 4 Novels & Stories

Clang! Right in front of them, she released four more zombies.

Amen. THE END

“Do you hear me? Not. Close.” “Matthew, you’re not helping,” Liam snapped, nudging him aside. He turned back to Mia, his voice softening. “It’s okay to be scared, Mia, but you don’t have to carry this alone. We’ve got you.” Aiden stepped in, his arm sliding around her waist as if it was the most natural thing in the world. “You’ve got four of us,” he said with a smirk. “We’re not exactly easy to mess with.” Mia let out a shaky laugh, though it was more from disbelief than amusement. “Four of you? That’s supposed to make me feel better? You’re all a handful on your own.”

You two can dance with me first. Theo: I call being in front. Noah: No fair! Ava: Tell you what. You two spar this afternoon, whoever wins, goes in front. Oscar: Or, the four of us spar, the winner is in front, the runner up behind. Ava: Maybe next time. You and Callum had me in between you last night, it's Theo and Noah’s turn. Artemis purring in my head distracted me from the chat. “I could go for all four of them fighting over me.”

Loraine’s POV The day was perfect. Killian, Kris, Preston, and Hunter had planned everything down to the last detail. From a serene boat ride on the crystal-clear lake to a playful lunch at an outdoor café where they bickered over who would feed me first, every moment felt like a dream. They showed me how much better life was with all four of them in it, constantly reminding me that I deserved this happiness. “I’m telling you, Loraine,” Killian said as we strolled through the market square, his arm draped over my shoulders. “Four mates are better than two any day.”

And the fourth man was right in front of her. The end was near, and this time, there might be no escape.

Please Then the world went black.

67 BPM. “17,” Adrian said. Quiet. Not to me. To ceiling. To dark. “16 tomorrow. 15 after. 14. 13. 12. 11. 10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Then zero. Then done.” “Then done,” I said. Hand in his. 71 BPM. Not calm. Not scared. Ready. _Beep. Beep. Beep._ Midnight. My watch. May 24th. Day 49.

“How can I be your mate and Forrest’s mate if everybody just has one person?” The guys all fall silent and look between each other. I wonder if they’re having a silent conversation with one another through their mind connection. “We don’t know why, but you have four mates,” Forrest eventually says out loud. Four mates. Four. Not just two. Somewhere, deep down, I knew it already. But feeling it and knowing it are two very different things.

One of Cillian’s friend say beside us and I stare at him quizzically wondering what he was meant “You don’t stand a chance” Cillian snickered and they went back and forth about it, while I turned myself out of the conversation. “Founders day is coming up!” She shouted into the microphone and a roll of shouts and screams followed making me plug my ears with my fingers. “In honour of our dear founder Eldric Valerius, we would be conducting this year's founding ceremony starting next week” She announced and more cheers followed. “This year would be no different from the last except that it would be more exciting, There would be five houses as usual and teams would be reshuffled from last year’s