Final Fantasy 7 Book Story Novels & Stories

And that is a story that will last forever. END OF BOOK

“Explain, please… I’m confused,” I sighed. Dee stood, walked to the door, cracked it open to peer outside, then quietly shut it again. Her irises turned a misty white. “Aza Demos Debuf,” she whispered. The spell rippled through the room like a wave. I felt it crawl beneath my skin—the air grew heavy, sound vanished. The chamber was sealed. Dee’s eyes faded back to normal as she returned to sit beside me. “The book,” she began slowly. “It was said to have been burned and destroyed centuries ago—but it chose its own fate.”

wasn't a book about humanity; it was a Universal Anthology. ​As the sun set over the now-solid spires of Aethel-9, I stood at the center of the city, my hand pressed to the central spire. The Shield Ink on my wrists was no longer a mark of a "Debt-Bride." It was a Library Card. ​"Rule 47," I said, the words echoing through the emerald-gold air. ​"What is the rule of the First Book, Aara?" Thomas asked from the Bowery, his voice filled with the wisdom of a new era.

👁️ ⸻ Because something impossible had happened. ⸻ The new reality had inherited something from the old one. ⸻ A secret. ⸻ A hidden truth. ⸻ A final mystery. ⸻ And from deep within the newborn world… A familiar voice whispered: ⸻ “The story isn’t finished yet.” ⸻ 😱😱😱 ⸻ End of Chapter 72 🖤 To Be Continued…

I can't stop thinking about everything, from the cave to Gabriel being my mate and then to saving the people. It is starting to become so depressing especially since I don't even have a clue where to find the moonstone. I have finished my mom's book and I haven't found anything useful again apart from the handwritten poem at the back. With everything worth sacrificing, I chose my own flesh. Out of the weak comes the strong And out of the strong comes the mighty. The purest of all. White as snow, pure as the blood in her veins. The war is coming. At the strike of the snow on the ground.

Marcel moves closer to her slowly. “I want the same as you, the werewolves out of the witches’ lives. Alaric out of our home, Willow gone and no longer in control! They plan to get the vampires on their side and destroy the Monventla. I am the only person who knows where the book is; the spells are within it.” Marcel nods, sitting down. “What book might that be? The witches lost all of their written manuscripts centuries ago.” He looks at her waiting, Dan still stood on guard.

Marretje adds when she sees me stare longer than necessary at the books; little does she know that I have less interest in reading. I have my hands on the drawing in no time, my fingers neatly trailing the stained, softened edges of the paper. Something about the rough sketch etches a feeling of familiarity with it, but I am not certain if Katelyn once showed it to me. Without warning, my head pulls back and my hands freeze, a bright white light flashing in front of my eyes before I could blink twice. My neck seems to snap from the force that is. I am lost—somewhere in a cold acre full of ice and snow, so much snow that I struggle to keep my legs steady.

I replied without hesitation: [Quinn, let's break up. After sending it, I blocked her. I did not question her any further, nor did I accuse her hysterically. I simply ended this seven-year-long deception. When the plane took off, I turned and looked at the city lights outside the window. Where those lights glowed in the distance, there would never again be a way home for me.

But it was stolen and hidden so that no one knows and can use it. The fairies formed sacred relics to retrieve the weapon but before they could do so the fairies disappeared as their abilities ran out. Their remaining abilities were passed on to the first mortal to land on Wysteria—Elijah. But I was more concerned about Sushi's last words. Let's be careful of the king of darkness because he has traces in the palace—the palace is no longer safe. I turned to Stefano with a worried face. "I know what happened." And I told him the events that corresponded to Sushi's story. Stefano listened quietly. I finished telling him but I didn't say Sushi's last words because we will talk about it later.

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚