And Then There Were None Novels & Stories

The officer nodded and rushed out. Dennis remained staring at the frozen image on the screen. “We’re close,” he whispered. “Whoever you are, wherever you are… we’re coming.”

'' I got up from the chair and started to look for the exit of this fucking looking labyrinth mansion. ''Do you want me to show you where the exit is?'' Aaron says with a sarcastic voice. I turn and glare at him, tears still running down my cheeks. As soon as Aaron saw my face, regret formed on his face. I got out of the kitchen, and I could hear Aiden calling my name. I didn't care. I just wanted to get out of this house, but suddenly I felt dizzy and everything was spinning. And after a second, everything went black.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

Jax. Mira. Zane. Riven. Others she barely recognized. Too many missing. Far too many. The empty spaces felt louder than the survivors. Tess looked around wildly. “Where did everyone go?” No one answered. Because they knew. They were dead. Erased. A white screen appeared above them. Cold. Bright. Merciless. MISSION COMPLETE Everyone stared. Breathing slowed. Nobody trusted it. Then new words appeared. SURVIVORS: 14 Tess burst into tears again.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐄𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 The bungalow didn't just shake; it groaned like a living thing being torn apart. The countdown from the intercom was a jagged, mechanical rasp that seemed to vibrate in Maya’s very teeth. THIRTY SECONDS TO CORE OVERLOAD.

Zara yelled, pressing the final key. Immediately, the screens went black and the ticking sound of the bombs stopped, leaving the room in heavy silence. Kaine realized that he had lost, his plan was ruined and his power was gone just like that. Adrian punched him one last time, knocking him out cold and finally ending the reign of terror that had plagued them for so long. It was over, they had won, and the world was safe once again.

I placed the ring on a rock and then dove into the arms of the sea. … Oliver's perspective. When Oliver quickly returned with the alcohol, he realized that Sienna had vanished. Sienna was dead. He recalled that winter when she had waited for him outside their home, hopping from foot to foot in the cold like a bunny. Sienna hated the cold, yet she'd died in the sea in the dead of winter. There was something left behind at the beach. It was their engagement ring. Oliver had assumed that since Sienna had taken the ring, it meant that she'd forgiven him. However, he'd forgotten that she'd once said that a ring that was almost worn but wasn't would be fated to never be put on ever again.

Not like they could hear me. I turned to drift away, hoping to catch a breath, but suddenly I heard a loud collision. Crash! A glass shattered against the floor, shards scattering in every direction. William shot up from his seat. His expression was ice-cold. "All of you, shut the hell up!"

“After this, no more delays. Tonight. Private ceremony. Just us. Then I’m knotting you until you can’t walk.” Tears slipped down my cheeks—happy, relieved, free. “Yes. A thousand goodbyes to everything before. Hello to you.” He kissed them away. “A thousand goodbyes.” We stayed locked on the table, hearts hammering in sync, while the city hummed outside and the bond sang its final, unbreakable note. I was Alisa Moretti. I was Kael Draven’s mate. And I had never been more free.

The final broadcast was titled “Zero Hour.” Over 13 million viewers joined instantly. The sanctuary was stripped bare — only the altar, crimson lights, and cameras. Nearly thirty family members filled the space: cousins, second cousins, all consenting adults drawn into the empire. The air was thick with tension, oil, sweet milk, and raw need. Sophia stood at the center, naked and unyielding, milk already tracing slow paths down her breasts. Aurora pressed against her side, their fingers locked tightly. Sophia spoke directly to the lens, voice calm and fierce. “They wanted to end us today. So we’re giving you one last look at who we really are.”