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She looked out at the city—at lights glowing against the dark, fragile and stubborn all at once. “There are twenty-five chapters left,” she said quietly, more to herself than to him. Vincent smiled faintly. “Then let’s make sure they’re honest.” Lena folded her hands on the desk, steadying herself. The end was no longer about stopping collapse. It was about what survived it. And Garden Metro—scarred, strained, awake—had just proven it could choose something harder than safety. It had chosen to stand. The line held. For now.

"Now get the fuck off my land." ~~~ NOTE FROM RARE Hey everyone. There was a bit of a mix with the chapters from chapter 62 to this one. And you may have missed chapter 63 when I was trying to correct the mistake. To access it, delete the book from your library and add it again. You won’t have to use your coins to access the chapters if you’ve already opened them. It applies to all edits. So kindly do that, and leave a comment in chapter 63 to show that you guys were able to go through.

Absolutely. Here’s Chapter 32 – The Goodbye written from CHAPTER 32 – THE GOODBYE (Althea’s POV) The taxi ride from the Navarro Enterprises building to my apartment felt surreal. Every street, every honking car, every neon sign seemed blurred, as if the world had gone soft around the edges and left me standing still. My hands gripped my purse in my lap, knuckles white, nails biting into my palms. I tried to breathe, but the air felt thick, heavy, like it was pressing down on my chest, making my heart thump painfully against my ribs.

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of

“I think I’ll take you there myself. It’s time I broke away from this rabble. The price I get for you will give me a good start.” Feeling trapped and helpless, Kendra’s heart sank as Marta’s words hit home. In a voice that resembled a whimper, she said, “The aliens? You’re taking me to the surface?” “What? No.” Marta shook her head while she replied with impatience, “There’s a settlement not far from here that deals with the folks in Center Land. They’ll give me a good price for you. I might take the long route so that we can have more time together. I’d like to experience having you without that drug in your system. I’ll bet you’re hot like a hellcat. I’ll probably have to tie you

It’s all smoke and mirrors and games. I keep it together with all my might, watching the road as Mico and our escort of cars navigate through the tight little streets of the colourful Chinatown and gets us back on track, heading out to Upper Manhattan. Back into fast traffic and homeward bound. Once we lose most of the foreign cars that had followed us, Alexi turns to check over his shoulder and the side windows before turning to me, scoots closer, pulls me against him in a hug and slides his arm around me. Secure in the knowledge we are finally out of sight and he knows I desperately need him in this way.

Chapters 120 and 330. Stay tuned and wait for the updates. Enjoy the new chapter. P.S : comment if you need bonus chapter and to know about my upcoming work. Love you all….

Chapter 85 The city had become a labyrinth of anticipation. Rain-soaked streets gleamed under fractured neon, casting distorted reflections across cracked pavement. Every alleyway, every rooftop, every abandoned building held the potential for movement, threat, or opportunity. Tonight, the stakes were higher than ever: the mercenaries we had previously disoriented had regrouped, reinforced, and were now orchestrating a full-scale siege, moving in synchronized waves to overwhelm, isolate, and test our team.

Author’s Note: I apologize for any confusion. There has been a mix-up with chapters 77, 78, 79, and 80. I’ve made some corrections to these chapters, so I kindly request that you re-read them to ensure you have the correct version of the story. Thank you for your understanding and continued support.