Finny A Separate Peace Novels & Stories

🌸Eden🌸 Fun times with Finn were over. He wasn’t based in this city, but he had been here for a business trip. Now, it was time for him to go back to New York. While the staff prepared his things to leave, his assistant, Sophie, was busy helping him with everything. I couldn’t help but feel the weight of this moment. It was hard to believe that after everything, he was really leaving. I stood by, my hands clutching the straps of my bag, watching him get ready. I wanted to say goodbye, but the words felt stuck in my throat. Finally, I stepped up to him. “I’m going to miss you,” I said softly, holding his hands.

This wasn’t the time for sympathy. We needed answers, and we needed them now. “What’s your name?” I asked, my tone still cold, but softer than before. He hesitated, as if revealing this final piece of information would seal his fate. “Finn,” he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper. “My name is Finn.” “And your sister?” Rowan asked, his voice still low and dangerous. “Mara,” Finn replied. “She’s younger than me. She’s… she’s just a kid. Please, I’m begging you, don’t let them hurt her. I’ll do anything. I’ll help you. I’ll fight. Just… please.”

“Fu… Fuckin’…. Bitch.” “Aww, the little rat speaks,” Farrah mocks. “What’s it like raising a sicko like that one? Just goes to show you how badly I need you out of my boy’s life. That one there,” another pause. “He belongs in a ward because you helped raise him. That’s not what Azure needs for our little pup.” “Our?” Finn spats, coughing with a whimper. “We will never allow you near our pup.” “Do you ever get tired of coming in last, Finnick?” the muffled sound of leaves crunching before the distinct sound of Finn letting out a pained grunt floods my ears.

Amy just gave a small smile and nods before pulling Carl with her but not before telling Finley to go back to bed. Finley's eyes turned from confused to a concerned look, she took one last stare at Phillip's back before going back to her. It moved her. Finley takes it as a memory, just like what had happened to her brother Baxter who suffered in so much pressure and emotional torture, but the thing is... there's something in Phillip that is much more than what had Baxter suffered through and she ought to help him too, just like what she did before... to her brother.

“Hey.” The word wasn’t just spoken; it was dragged across the back of my neck like a rough palm. Finn’s breath was hot, smelling faintly of mint and tobacco, so close the hairs on my arms stood on end before I even turned around. In a crowded hallway where everyone else was background noise, he was a solid, dangerous weight. I spun, my spine hitting the cold metal of the lockers with a dull thud. Finn didn’t back up. He loomed, the school’s notorious bad boy, staring down at me with dark, unreadable eyes that didn’t look at my face—they looked directly at my mouth.

I explained to Celestine, pointing a thumb at Renn. "Ah, the driver," Celestine nodded, offering Renn a respectful look. "Thank you for hitting the brakes so fast." "I'm glad my tires held up," Renn grinned. While the adults were talking, Finn suddenly stepped closer to the table. He stood right in front of Kenzy and extended his small hand toward her. "I'm Finn." The bigger child looked at his extended hand, hesitating for a moment. Her eyes darted to her uncle, who gave her a reassuring nod. Slowly, Kenzy lifted her hand and took Finn's, giving it a tiny shake.

Finn seemed terrified that I'd be angry and anxiously explained from the side. "Camille, I'm sorry... My mom died a long time ago, and I never knew what she looked like. Everyone at school talks about their moms all the time, and I was just so jealous of them. So I secretly took pictures of you cooking for me to keep. I admit, I often secretly daydreamed about how great it would be if you were my real mom... I showed these photos to my classmates just so they wouldn't laugh at me for being an orphan anymore. I'm a kid who gets loved, too. I never meant to make Rowan mad..." Finn's voice trailed off, but listening to him only made my heart ache more. He suddenly clung to my arm.

Jack and I headed here with some of Orion’s top commanders, while he and Finn went back to the Lewe compound to collect Shayna, his personal chemist, and some other things he said they would need. Finn took the young girl we kidnapped and won’t let her leave his side. I’m not sure what his interest is in the young child, but I hope he has good intentions. As much of a sick bastard as I am, I don’t like the idea of hurting children, that’s a line right there, I don’t cross.

So, I found a job by the sea, opening clams and picking out the prettiest pearls—like finding little secrets the ocean had left behind. For someone like me, a mermaid who’d grown up in the deep sea, it was second nature. What I didn’t expect was to see someone I knew. One afternoon, as I worked, a mantis shrimp suddenly blocked my path. I looked closer and froze. It wasn’t just any mantis shrimp. It was Sawyer, the Mantis Shrimp King. My eyes went wide, and without thinking, I threw myself into his arms. Sawyer stiffened in surprise. "Prin... Princess..."

Finn asks, as his eyes scan the tree line. “Yes! It was a girl” His hands point towards the trees. “She had a shoulder satchel on and looked as normal as can be,” He pauses, “I only saw her for a few seconds…. Blonde. I think she was blonde,” he says, his face twisting as he tries to remember. I look at Finn and shake my head as I walk back to the car, “Come on, we don’t want to be late.” “But Kane,” Finn gasps, “What if she needs help? What if she’s hurt? It’s our duty as protectors to help her!”