Deadly Retreat Novels & Stories

His face was pale as he looked at James and said with a grateful expression, “Thank you.” “All of you, retreat,” James said while looking at Landry. “How can we retreat?” Landry’s expression became serious. “If we retreat now, the Dark World will be doomed once this star appears. We must battle on the Halcyon Road, even if we die.”

"Scarlett, you did what you had to do." "Did I?" "Yes." I pulled away. I looked at the battlefield. The Apex was gone. But it would return. It would always return. And I would fight it again. And again. And again. Until one of us was dead. I walked toward the survivors. They were exhausted. Broken. But alive. "We need to retreat," I said. "Retreat?" "We can't hold this position. The Apex will return. And when it does, we need to be ready."

“For years, my boss managed this company. You feigned death and returned without an ounce of gratitude. Instead, you shamelessly humiliated her.” Then, he addressed Amelia, “You, her own flesh and blood, chose to kick her when she was down instead of offering help.” Finally, he looked at Alex, disgust clear on his face. “She raised you with love and care, yet you repay her with betrayal and mockery?” He stepped back, glaring at them. “You three are the most despicable people I’ve ever encountered.” Nathan’s face darkened, but he forced a smile, trying to salvage the situation. “President Bates, you must’ve misunderstood. We had our reasons—”

The blame rests entirely upon my actions. His arms tightened around me. Against my hair he murmured the words, "No, it’s not." My attempts to halt the progression proved futile. The sensation of it taking place reached my awareness. That spiraling sensation. The oppressive burden suffocates and compresses. The event extended beyond her mere passing. This event marked his demise as well. The memories returned with relentless force, sweeping through my consciousness as an unyielding tidal surge. An additional firearm discharge occurred. Another friend gone. A lifeless body rests at my feet.

The king said but Derek wasn't interested in any of the sob talk, he just wanted to down to business and take what he proclaimed was rightfully his and what should have been his all along. " I guess you don't know the quote ' keep your friends close and enemies closer". Derek said and waved his hand, and a part of the palace exploded making everyone run in different directions. Andrea was so scared and didn't know what to do, her family was there risking their lives and there she was hiding behind the pillars on the second floor. She didn't feel brave at all, she felt like a weakling and hated the fact that she couldn't do anything to help them.

As I do so, a strange explosion fills my stomach, triumphant that finally there's a replacement of Jordan Crown's beauty. A bit skips as our hands intertwine. Time seems to tick beyond count and age blurs into each other. The entire universe collapsed back to BigBang and was reborn. Stars and planets dies and scatters into the dark nothingness. For these five seconds of staring, nothing else holds significance. Just two windows and a gaze into a moment. Nothing else. Just a stare before the explosion. “Keila Taylor.” We shake hands.

she whispered, a small smile tugging at her lips. ...... Vlad burst into Eton's office. “You can’t be serious!” Only when his boss raised his unimpressed eyes from the computer, did Vlad realize what a blunder he’d made. “Excuse me?” Eton asked in a very cold tone Vlad forced himself to meet his gaze unflinchingly. “I’m sorry, Eton Domino, but I can’t agree with your decision to take the girl to Switzerland. It’s a huge security risk—she might be spotted at the airport or—”

The air horn blew for the third time, but it was much further away now. "Oh my God, Thomas." My hands covered my mouth. "Tell me they're not doing what I'm thinking. They couldn't be. Not after Derek." Zombies of all shapes and sizes, in all states of decay, continued pouring out of the trees. This horde was colossal. The color drained from Thomas's face as he watched the multitudes of biters trampling over the terrain below. The air horn blew again, far away this time. "We have to do something." My hands landed on the top of my head, clawing through my hair. What in the hell could they be thinking?

On the day of our wedding, my fiance's best friend, Penny Lynd, showed me a video, smiling as she said, "Hey, Lydia. I've already educated Aron for you. He's now a real stud, so enjoy!" I felt my breath leaving my lungs as they made love in the video, while Aron Quaker laughed, clapping her shoulder. "Where did you get that AI video? I only took your clothes off that one time." While he was laughing without a care, I felt like I'd just fallen into an abyss. Seeing me lose my cool, Penny laughed out loud too. "There! I knew it would upset Lydia! She's so dumb that she can't even tell that it's an AI video—and a bet's a bet! Starting today, we will be married for three days." It was only t

They entered through the side door that Svetlan's information had marked as clear, and Dimitri led the way with Nikolai beside him and Alexei behind them, while Mikhail took a second team through the back entrance to cut off any escape routes. The corridor beyond was dark and empty, and that was exactly what made Dimitri's skin crawl. "Something's wrong," he whispered, and his hand tightened on his weapon. And then the lights went out. The darkness was absolute and the silence shattered as gunfire erupted from every direction, and Dimitri threw himself behind a rusted pillar as bullets tore through the space where he had been standing moments before. "Ambush!" Nikolai shouted, and his voice