Final Breath Novels & Stories

Clearly unable to comprehend what he was witnessing. Slowly, all the threads vanished into the darkness beyond the breach. And after about five seconds, the darkness beyond the breach vanished. All of it. Every single shadow, every single presence and every single waiting creature. All gone. Erased. Not driven back nor imprisoned. Just gone. The tear collapsed violently. The sky folded inward. Light exploded across the heavens. And then— Nothing. The wound was gone. The sky was whole once again. Silence spread across the world. It was deep, complete and Absolute.

It was as if someone had written her story long before she was even born. The story was about a young woman who discovered she had only seven days left to live. Instead of drowning in fear, she chose to spend her final week with the man she loved. Creating memories, laughing through tears, and cherishing every heartbeat. On the seventh day, she took her last breath in his arms, smiling.

She blurted out, "You don't mind?" Of course she would throw that question at me. The old me would've flown into a rage and demanded an answer from her. All the ugly scenes in our marriage happened because I lost control of my temper. Even though every single instance was thanks to her. I shook my head. "I don't really care. It's just a ceremony." A long silence later, Lauren said, "We can go to the next city to wind down." I stared at the countdown on my phone. T-minus 10 days. I refused the offer.

His breathing grew faster, shallow, and almost desperate. “This can’t be true.”

His eyes drifted to each of us, one last sweep. “To all of you… Thank you,” he was exhausted. Then he slowly closed his eyes and exhaled one final, quiet breath. And didn’t inhale again. Sarah broke. Lucas caught her instantly, pulling her into his chest as she sobbed. I reached across and gripped her hand tightly, tears slipping down my cheeks, too. Storm hugged my neck, whispering, “Mama sad?” Blaise wiped my tears with his thumb. “He’s at peace now,” he said softly.

I believed in God and if this is His way of freeing me, then I will take it. A smile formed on my lips as I accepted this fate and close my eyes. I could feel my tears carried by the wind as my hair viciously ruffled all around my face. It was a long way down, and it feels like I am falling into eternity. There’s no mercy or hopes of living once my body meets the ground. I would be no more than a spatter of flesh and blood. Mangled beyond recognition. I spread my arms, drawing out my last breath as I heard Flavio’s scream vanish as though he had been muted.

Until death, chapter 39 Imperial conclusion and gratitude Everything seems peaceful, but the early morning air is blowing my long silver hair backwards. I dragged in a deep breath to calm my nerves, and the air gushed through my nostrils and mouth at the same time, which went down my throat.

And the wick on that candle will never be the same again; it will be black, some of it burned away forever. It can be lit again, but after another breath, there’s even less of it than there was before. Over and over again that light would be blown out till there is nothing left. I’m that candle. I’m at the end, and with just one more breath I will be gone. There will be nothing left of me. There’s no coming back after that. I’m alone and I’m on my last breath. But then I look at Blake and he makes me want to try to find that light again.

You might laugh at my words now. However, my love, I'd give my life to show you my love is true. Or maybe, I'm just paying for my unforgivable mistakes. I wish you a future filled with strength, peace, and lasting joy. May your path be smooth, your life worry-free.] Those few lines summed up Wynnie's entire existence. A tear slid down, unnoticed, splashing onto the darkened phone screen, leaving a tear-stained bloom. "Honey? What's wrong?" Elena's voice came from nearby, laced with concern.

I drop her esophagus on the ground, and hear her wheeze her last breath. It's the last sound I register before my vision fades to black.