Final Destination Novels & Stories

Consider it done. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Determination to live a better life. *** THE END

At last, everything is over. The End

he asked and I frowned. "I already told you. We wouldn't work. It wouldn't be healthy." I explained but he shook his head. "How do you know that?" he demanded. "I know how you are." I stopped myself and took a deep breath. "Should we dance?" I asked as a way to change the subject. He grinned and pulled me out onto the floor. We danced for several songs and had a great time together. For a while I forgot that it was Wolf the great Riders of Fenrir leader dancing with me. For a while it was just Wolfie, my old friend whom I had known all my life. The boy that I could trust with anything. It was wonderful but sadly, all good things must come to an end and the DJ announced the last dance before

Neither of them was in a hurry. THE END

" But here's the thing, they are not done yet.” Silence. His eyes narrowed slightly. " Meaning?” “ Meaning we still have time." When I said it, how expression changed. I pulled it out another set of data. “Look at this," I said. He stepped closer. " These transactions haven't reached their final destination yet,” I explained. " They are being moved…but not completed.” “So there's a final destination for the transaction," he said. “Yes." " And if we find it…” “We stop everything." The air shifted, for the first time since this started we weren't behind, we are just opening.

Final message forming. Slow. Deliberate. “…emotional variables stabilized.” My heart pounds. “…that’s good… right?” “…it should be.” The screen glitches— then updates one last time. “…final outcome… calculating.” Silence crashes down. Heavy. Final. Because this— this is it. Everything we fought. Everything we chose. Everything we became— is about to be judged. And we don’t get to change anything anymore.

Lyra Hale has spent ten years caring for a husband who cannot walk. She gave up her career, her friends, and the needs of her own body to stay by his side in their large modern house. The nights are long and cold until two of his most trusted men begin looking at her with open hunger. What starts as one forbidden night of rough hands and desperate pleasure turns into a secret affair that leaves her shaking and alive for the first time in years. But every moan is being recorded. Every time she opens her legs, someone is watching. And the man she has sacrificed everything for is the one holding the camera. In a world of mafia loyalty and old blood money, the greatest betrayal may come from the

Milly gave a thumbs up. “That’s what I need to hear,” Charlotte turned her attention to her monitor. “What you’re working on your last day?” she asked. “Just these pending bills, I have to send this to Mike.” “Take it easy, you still have time,” “No, I don’t have much time, I am leaving earlier today.” “Why?” “Because I didn’t finish packing yet and I need to go to Noah’s school to get his transfer certificate and also to see his teacher who wants to talk to me,” Charlotte scratched her head with her pen.

she declared, putting the car in gear and driving toward their destination. *** Meanwhile, the relentless wolves, hot on John's trail, arrived at the valley where he had emerged from the river. Their growls intensified through their mind link connection, confirming his survival. They observed the clear traces of something too big to be an otter or beaver crawling out of the water.