Fallen Crest Finale Novels & Stories

She had to end all of this madness. She watched Xavier got into his car. She remained immobile for a long time until Xavier's car drove off and was out of sight. The mansion door was opened again. "Crys, are you here? Where's Xavier?" asked Aurora. Crystal turned to Aurora, who was dressed in a short black floral dress, long black hair that fell down and beautiful green eyes. Her sister-in-law didn't look like a mother who already had three children. So charming. Crystal used to be very proud to inherit her Daddy's beautiful blue eyes, but now seeing Aurora, she suddenly wished she had inheritted her mother's eye color.

He wrapped his arms around them and Scarlet took a picture of the family that completed that day. Timothy remembered each detail of the day. He didn't realize that his waterworks have started until a hand softly wiped them. His big doe eyes shined with tears when he heard Nathan's groggy voice, "Why are you crying? Did they eat all the food?" The younger launched himself into his brother's arms, "No! You are so evil to say that. I am here to get you for lunch?" Nathan rubbed the nape of his neck as he confessed, "Don't worry, Tim. I'm fine. Facing him after so many years just exhausted me." The younger nodded as he mumbled, "I was worried, and just wanted to tell you that we are here. Always

The neural link had left its imprint—somewhere deeper than skin. Behind him, Aurora stood quietly, arms crossed against the mountain cold. She didn’t speak, didn’t try to console. She just stayed, close enough to be an anchor, far enough to give him space. Finally, Damien broke the silence. “It’s over.” Aurora stepped beside him, her gaze scanning the wreckage. “Is it?” He turned his face to the wind. “Prime’s gone. Monroe’s dead. The broadcast was terminated. Whatever Genesis was supposed to become… it died in that collapse.”

CROMWEL POV What.The.Hell.Just.Happened. I can’t believe that after all those battles and issues we encountered, those two still fights like the first time they’ve met, but this time, it was Hunter who was mad at her like we never seen before. I blinked a couple of times, as I heard Hunter yelled at Crest like that. And for what reason? Not finishing his work? I saw Hunter’s father came in as Crest exited the office with eyes full of unshed tears.

And on his left was the witch who became their ally to finally bring down the four packs. He stood in the middle strong and unbothered by the screams of everyone. He raised his right hand and with that, opened a huge door on the far right side of the dome. With heavy steps and weak bodies, four men went out of the huge door. As they made their entrance, everyone shouted louder and more aggressive. “KILL THEM!” “CUT THEIR HEADS OFF!” The four men walked slowly and finally made it to the center facing Brody. Brody smiled in arrogance as he spits on one of the men, the Alpha of the Crimson Crest pack, Connor.

It isn’t her fault that she’s as messed up as she is--It’s mine. And now, as I feel every moment of her heartbreak and pain, I stand on the streets of Crescent City just in time to see my beautiful child falling from the tallest balcony in the packhouse tower. The last of Channing Greystone drops towards me, her white nightgown, streaked red with her own blood, flutters around her like a flag of surrender as her body cuts through the air like a shard of glass, fated to be broken into dust. "No," I swallow. "Not like this."

Harrison Crest. From now on, Skylar Colt no longer existed in this world. The man who endured humiliation for his daughter, who was trampled by his wife and lover, was dead. The person who survived was the future heir of Crest Group, Harrison Crest.

Now that I had time to think about it, I couldn’t help but wonder if they buried me beside my parents and how that worked. I still didn’t know how everything would work after I moved back, since I was actually dead, but Reginald had convinced me that it would be easy, as the shifter realm had strong and deep influence in the human world. It would be easy to create a new, similar identity, although I’d never have my old life back. Leon Crest, the son, was dead. That was one of the reasons I had decided to stay here They killed me. The only way for me to get a decent life back was to play along with their college stuff and graduate. The they'd have to help influence my moving back.

"And if you, Alistair, are found guilty of treason against the pack laws, you will be stripped of your Sovereign title and permanently erased from this territory." The silence that followed his words was absolute and suffocating. The global Council had officially thrown down the gauntlet. The Silver Crest had arrived to destroy the Vance line, and the stage was set for the final, bloody battle. As the High Elder walked off the stage, Eva slowly lowered her head, hiding the cold, victorious glow in her golden eyes. The trap was finally complete. The Vances thought they were fighting for their family’s survival, but they had no idea that they were simply walking into her grand arena, and she w

“Who doesn’t?” “Fair enough. I’ll let you have four of my best enforces. They will guard your pack and look for the culprit behind the missing case. If they sense everything happened because of a mere pack fight, I’ll take them back. You can talk with my Beta about the rest of the deal.” “Understood. Thank you, Alpha Dante.” “We’ve come to the highlight of the night. The legend Carlo versus the three streak winner, Diana.” “Enjoy the rest of your night, Alpha Richard. I’ll get—Adrianne?” I stopped in my tracks, eying the small female who entered the arena with her chin held high like she knew she was above everyone. “So now your name is Diana, huh?”