Decisive Novels & Stories

He shoos me towards the Ferrari. I walk eagerly to the car, with the key I was given in my right hand. I press on the unlock pad and the door slides open. I pull open the dashboard, and there is a card in it. Curious to find out what was written in the card, I pull out the card and open it, four words were boldly written in capital letter, the words read "WILL YOU MARRY ME?" I find it funny to have picked a car perhaps, already purchased by someone else. I make to inform Gregory on this mistake.

Deloris spoke my name in a steadfast tone as she touched Nox's shoulder and moved slowly toward me. She didn't stare at the beautiful face of the woman in the picture. If I didn't know her well, I'd say she didn't see it, but that wasn't true. Deloris Witt saw everything. She knew everything. In one glance she'd summed up what had happened—how my world had crumbled in a heap of broken dreams. Her conclusions were always correct.

Then he announced seriously, “I’ll consider matters based on your performance during this time and choose a woman that’s more suitable for me.” Kaitlyn’s smile froze as her face twitched. She was controlling herself to not lose her temper. I glanced coldly at Kaitlyn. “Look at the trashy man that you tried so hard to snatch from me. To be honest, I should be thanking you. If it were not for you, I wouldn’t be able to see his true colors.” Kaitlyn’s delicate face slowly became vicious. Aaron tightened his grip on her wrist as he reminded her not to lose her temper.

Close enough that every move mattered. Close enough that the next one would decide how this ended.

“We won’t respond by tightening our grip.” Several heads turned toward him. “We’ll respond by shifting the field,” he continued. “If Serov wants to play proximity, we remove predictability.” Liana tilted her head slightly. “Decentralization.” “Yes,” Viktor said. “Selective visibility.” Her gaze met his, understanding passing cleanly between them. “You show what you want him to see,” she said, “and let him miscalculate the rest.” Caden let out a low breath. “That will expose you.”

Not for testing. Not for observation. But for something far more decisive. The next encounter— Would not end quietly.

Nothing left to control. Only one thing remained. The move that decided everything.

This will be Summer I, II, and III. After that, the monsters and the sprites encounter each other. And they begin clashing with one another. Soon it escalates, and the trees and bushes will reveal themselves as warriors. And war will break out. Everyone will fall over, and Marie (the last survivor) will collapse and die from her injuries. The war will be in Autumn. The peak of the war and Marie's end will be showcased in Winter I.

The Risk Becomes Real Alex’s jaw clenched. “And if it gets one?” Lucien answered. “Then everything else disappears.” Silence That landed. Heavy. Final. The Decision Jake didn’t look at the others. Didn’t look at the ice. Just Alex. “Then don’t give it one.” Alex’s breath slowed. This wasn’t strategy anymore. This was choice. Final Move Jake reached out— not fast. Not planned. His hand found Alex’s. Warm. Steady. Not controlled.

Ava The council chamber felt stifling, the heavy oak table and dim lighting only serving to amplify the tension simmering between us all. For hours now, the eight of us had been locked in heated debate over the three finalists, our tempers slowly fraying the longer we failed to reach a consensus. “I believe that Dedrick displayed incredible strength, cunning, and leadership today,” Elder Fatima insisted, her voice rising over the others. “His team absolutely decimated the others during that final chess match.”