Fight Till The End Novels & Stories

Tomorrow, there would be a new battle to win. (The End)

Jiva said with a straight voice and they dispersed; went straight to the headquarters and informed others to get ready for the last day of conference as they were expecting an obstacle to mess it up. The last two days went in a swift and today the last day of conference. Everyone was waiting for it as they had different goals. The winding up festival was cut short following his majesty's order and it ended with a thanksgiving and tea ceremony which was rather perplexing. They all departed peacefully as the obstacle 'Amai' backed off from its plan. Abhik on their way was lost in his thoughts. Charan tried to know the reason, "Prince, are you missing your sub general?" Yuvan laughed at that un

"The papers were notarized a month ago. I trust there's no more paperwork I have to go through?" "That is all," said the lawyer. A moment of calm later, he added, "Congratulations, Mr. Dyson." I smiled and hung up. Then in silence, I waited until nightfall. … T-minus, three hours. I packed up all my stuff and booked a flight ticket for the next day. … T-minus, two hours. I cut up all the photos that had me and her in it, leaving only me in the picture. T-minus, one hour. I placed the papers on the table, neat and tidy.

Family, love, and happiness… THE END

Together, we would reign. The End.

The one that had fooled me for four years. “Seventy days. That’s how long you have. Then I activate everyone. Then I release an army you can’t stop. Can’t defeat. Can’t survive. And this time?” She leaned closer to the camera. “I’m not giving you a chance to surrender. I’m not offering deals. I’m just going to win. See you at the end of the world, bestie.” The video was deleted. The phone went dead. Fried. Unusable. And I realized with horrible clarity. We hadn’t won. We’d barely survived. The real battle hadn’t even started yet.

I felt like giving up. "No, you can't go back. You can't give up now. I know it's hard for you, but stay strong and fight back." His words sounded so encouraging. John is really a nice person. He is standing with me in such a difficult time, I will forever appreciate his gestures. Fight back. That's the word that tang into my ears. I wiped my tears and held myself back from crying. I want Adriano to die, I realised. I don't want to expose his crimes or his illegal activities to anyone now.

Following his instincts, he had rushed over, only to witness this scene. Without a second thought, he lunged forward, grabbed at the urn, and struggled to wrest it from William’s grasp. Fists flew, and kicks landed as the two men quickly broke into a full-blown fight. I was anxious beyond words. "Mike, you don’t have to fight him over it. Smashing the urn won’t affect me." However, Mike couldn’t hear me. He kept fighting with everything he had. My vision blurred slightly. I had thought there was no one left in this world who cared about me. I never thought–

Just purpose. **The End.**