Ending Zone Novels & Stories

Either way it was dangerous and had to be stopped. Dawn sighed “you’re right”, she conceded “they don’t” she moved her hand away “alright Danny I’ll help”. “Dawnie, we owe you big time”, Daniel said, relieved. “Yes you do”, Dawn said “now, where is this taking place?” “A small town in Indiana called Edenvale”, the younger Wesson brother answered. “I’ll head off right away”, Dawn told him “just hang in there Daniel” and with that she hung up.

This was the Chamber of the Final Formatting, the terminal server of the Twenty-Seventh Cycle, where the High Council of the West had stored the End of the World. I stood upon a floor of Zero-Point Energy, a surface that didn't just support my weight but Deleted it. The air was gone, replaced by a High-Frequency Hum that bypassed my ears and went directly to my Ancestral Core—the sound of every soul in the Five Continents being prepared for a Factory Reset. My sunset-gold fire was no longer a flare; it had become a Steady, Analytical Pillar, its emerald-crimson edges being "Administrative-Capped" by the void into a blinding, clinical white.

Daniel passes it to Kurt and he gets tackled. Fourth down, 15 seconds left. This is it. The whistle blows and there is a small path that I spot. It leads right to the end zone. Daniel see’s it too. At that moment he digs his toes into the dirt and runs faster than I’ve seen in my life. He dodges about 5 guys and runs right into the end zone. “AND CRYSTAL VALLEY WINS WITH 2 SECONDS LEFT IN THE GAME” The announcer says and I jump up, ecstatic.

Watching him berate Chloe on my behalf, I suddenly felt exhausted. "Enjoy your wedding in three days," I said softly. I salvaged the carved horse from the ashes, the one he'd stayed up all night making, then clutched it tightly in my palm. I muttered, "In three days, I will leave you for good, Damien. We shall never meet again." After stumbling out of the room, I could no longer hold back my tears. At last, my family and I could be together again in heaven. While Damien was out, I went to a small store on the outskirts of town and purchased two large bags of charcoal.

She didn't know if Jonathon had ever really cared about her, but at one time she had loved him, and those feelings don't just disappear. The seventh stage of grief is acceptance, and that's what Jonathon had given her. A way to accept the truth. It wasn't Jade who lost him— but him, who lost her, and in return, she gained so much more.

I felt all the hair on my neck stand as a familiar sweet British voice spoke; "Hello Grace. It's Kendra." ________ Thanks for reading! ~Chris xx.

Placing the phone back on my ear, I answered, "Oh, okay. You need my help with something?" Tcee waved her hands in front of me and I spared her a glance. She made an O shape with her right hand then used her index finger to poke in and out of it with a wink. Wrinkling my nose in disgust, I averted my gaze to my feet and counted the number of toes I had–of course they were ten. "Okay, I'll be right there with the files." With that, the call ended and I placed my phone on the counter; glaring fire balls at Tcee.

Paul also noticed this, but in his defense, it was normal. The September End Fest will be starting on 28th and ending on the 30th. Three-day time of the festive atmosphere will be a hustle, that's why most people at this time were busy, same goes to Paul and Seri who will be performing on the 30th for the final event of the festival. While busy checking all the pieces of equipment, only the sound of the guitar's strings was vibrating throughout the room. Creak! Step.

Finally an opening, We have a chance to win. I lunch at his neck with a deadly aim. I was set for the kill. ‘Nori, No!’ I hear Drake and Leon shout as the last alarm blares through the speakers announcing the end of the fight. But I was already in the air and I don’t really care what happens next. All that I was thinking of at that time is to end his wolf. But I never got to reach him. Instead, Zeus and I hit an invisible wall. “Stop it, Nori,” I voice I know so well ordered, “The tournament has ended.”

Granny was saying, smiling at them both. But Z’s eyes were only focused on Briane’s. The linear scar on his rogue face and the earrings on his right ear made Z grin. “The game ends when I get to pluck out that earring of yours. Is that a deal?” “Oh, you think you can touch me, Sweetie?” Blinking slowly, Z shrugged. “On my mark,” started Granny, looking worried, “start!”