Fallen Crest Finale Novels & Stories

"What happened?" I touched his face. "The Goddess gave us her blessing." He smiled. "Then let us go home." We returned to Blackridge three days later. But Blackridge was no longer the same. The news had already spread. Ironcrest had fallen. Rowan had lost his power. Selene had left. The Alpha Kings had fled. Bloodmoon had surrendered. Nightfang had surrendered. Stoneveil sent its Alpha to meet me. He arrived with his warriors. He lowered his head.

The stage was set for a dramatic showdown, a final battle that would expose all the lies and bring justice to the ones who deserved it most. Dante looked at Jullie, his eyes filled with a new kind of determination. They were a team, a family, and they would not rest until they had found the truth. They had all the evidence they needed to destroy Daniel Crestwell, and now, they had all the evidence they needed to destroy Lucy Stadlar. They would not rest until they had made them both pay for everything they had done. The game was over, and they had won.

We’re coming for them. All of us. United. Unbreakable. Victorious. We stand victorious—battered, alive. **Celeste (breathless):** “One more.” The Court nods. Ready. The end is near. **To be continued…** (The final nest awaits.)

Carson immediately steps between us before things get out of hand. “Enough! I will not tolerate violence. Fallssy, I suggest you give us the information we fucking need before things escalate further. I am sure you have seen what happened to the Crest City pack after they got on Nathan's nerves. Don't let history repeat itself." Carson says steely. Fallssy hesitates, his bravado faltering for a moment. He glances at Carson, Caleb, and then back at me, before finally stepping back. “Get out of my fucking pack." Fallssy orders.

The final remnants of The Eclipse fell in a hail of gunfire and steel. As the dust settled and the blood moon began to wane, we stood victorious in the ruins. Damien pulled me and the children close, his arms wrapping around all of us. Dante cooed happily against my chest. Aurora and Seraphina hugged their father’s legs. Elias stood tall beside us, tears in his eyes but a proud smile on his face. “It’s over,” Damien whispered, kissing my temple. “The curse is broken.” But in our world, nothing was ever truly over.

Like it or not, he had to accept his defeat. “Trettt...” an alarm sounded loudly. This is a sign that the game is over. Eren dropped his knife on the floor after knowing the game was over. He immediately sat on the floor next to Jacob who didn't want to look at Eren's face. “Hufftt… This game is finally over. Good job Jacob” said Eren while looking at Jacob who kept his face down. *** “Hahaha Ben you lost the bet with me! You have to massage me all day long” Zoya said with a smile on her face. Ben just stayed silent with a sullen face even though he was quite annoyed because he lost a bet with Zoya.

We kept in loose contact for a year or two and then life went sideways in various directions and we fell out of touch. But Elan knew things. He had his father's ear, or he did six years ago. If he's still in Crestfall, if the channel is still warm enough, he might be worth a conversation. Might be. I haven't decided yet. We pull into Crestfall at dusk, the town lights up late in the afternoon, and I study it through the windshield as Maddox navigates toward the hotel. It's quieter than I expected. Not tense exactly, but something not quite relaxed. People moving with a slight purposefulness that you only notice if you know what you're looking for.

However, walking away from Nolan was not an option, not with my dad still depending on the Winston family's medical hookups. I was stuck. Half an hour later, I showed up at Skycrest Estate, right on schedule. Dragging my bruised self through the grand entrance, I felt like a total mess in my baggy hospital scrubs, standing out like a sore thumb in the glittering hall. Nolan's crew was lounging around a long table, throwing me looks that mixed pity with scorn.