Romans & histoires Fight Till The End

until the end of time episode 4 Slowly Fransis got out of bed, he walked around and stood right behind his wife. Sonia was shocked when the man began to wrap his sturdy arms around her slim waist, her head rested on the chest of the man who was considered her sister-in-law, her ears could hear her heartbeat, she wanted to get out of this situation, her husband was in the hospital now, but she was making out with her sister-in-law, at least that's what she thought, she did not know that they were exchanging identities.

"Stay with me." I nodded. I fought beside him. We held the line. The infected kept coming. But we didn't break. I looked at the Apex. It was watching me. Waiting. "It's time," I said. "Time for what?" "To end this." I ran. Through the horde. Through the battle. Through the chaos. I reached the Apex. I lunged. It dodged. I struck again. It blocked. We fought. A battle of titans. A battle of legends.

He grabbed Kelly and threw himself off the yacht, dragging her down into the ocean with him. They disappeared beneath the waves. … When the news reached me, I felt nothing. No anger, no sadness. Just an eerie sense of finality. It was, in the end, the perfect ending for Zarrick. I turned back to my assistant, unfazed. "Make sure everything is ready for our family vacation." My life was mine to live, and I intended to live it well. My parents—I would take care of them with everything I had. And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

"Whatever happens, we hold on until this completes!" The fighting around me intensified, desperate and costly, our forces clearly reaching the limits of what exhausted bodies and depleted reserves could sustain. I drove my blade through another Migroir's exposed joint while my own arms trembled with fatigue. We were approaching a breaking point that would either be resolved by the ritual's completion, or by our defensive line finally failing due to exhaustion. "Hold," I said again, quieter now, more to myself than anyone else, a father's desperate prayer disguised as a king's tactical command. "Just a little longer. Please."

Fighting. Just like its mother. Just like both of them. Survivors. Winners. Unbreakable. Three weeks until Milan. Three weeks until everything she'd promised came to fruition. She couldn't wait.

That's what he is. Yet now he’s standing in my room telling me he wants to kill his king. Strange, but I do have heard of dogs biting their owners. Will he? Even if he did, Alaric... No, it doesn't make sense. He's been here for too long. All this— "Why wait this long?” I demand. If he wanted him dead, he would have done it years ago. Alaric trusts him. "It’s called strategy," Evan says, his voice flat and boring, like he’s explaining the weather. "I needed to be close to kill him. It takes time. Patience."

He simply smiled with a look of relief. The apple rolled to the ground, picking up dirt. From the start, Zach had been provoking Jessica on purpose. I looked at the blood spreading on the ground and at Zach's collapsed body, then at the frail and blind Jessica. I understood it all. This was Zach seeking redemption using Jessica. At the very end, Zach seemed to see me. His eyes were pleading. "Annie, now that I did this, will this make you feel any better?" As my own body faded, I realized this might be the last thing I would ever say. I looked right at him and gave a cold, cruel smile.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

And at times when you're too weak, I'll be your strength. We're a team. You need not to face a storm alone cause I'll always be with you. I love you with extreme certainty, Maze Johnson-Thornton. We still have one wedding left. But for now, I want you to take my hand and begin again. Let's love each other, all over again." THE END

I tell him, and he waves me off. “You knew I was fine,” he mutters. “Just needed a bit of time to heal.” Nodding, I pass the note to him and listen as he reads it aloud, “I, Alpha Roman Enders, challenge Alpha Thorne Blackwood to a fight for land and title. If Blackwood loses, Enders will collect his land and title, and if Blackwood wins, vice versa.” They think I’m weak, and Enders has decided to challenge me instead of continuing our peaceful talks like I’d hoped.