Future Last Breath Novels & Stories

Ray started doing CPR as shades of flashing blues and reds crowded him. Brian's chest pounded and His breaths came in spurts as he cracked his chest with each descent. “I love you, dammit. You can’t leave me before you get to tell me back.” Brian couldn’t breathe from the pain that was ripping him in two at seeing the love of his life not waking up. Muffled shouts rang around him, but all he could focus on was how he could breathe life back into his body, how he could bring him back because je would be damned if he didn’t get a chance at a fucking future with him.

Like the final time he’d attempted, his chest would not grow to draw in sufficient breath. I’m smothering! Somewhere, in the shouting wind, he listened a voice. At to begin with, he couldn’t make it out. It was one sweet note in a cacophony of frightfulness. The shouting of the discuss around him played against this far-off music, friction requesting that he grant in to fear. His fear nearly won. At the minute he nearly gave in to the drop, the sweet, delicate sound broke through the frightfulness uproarious and clear. Draco.

I never mattered. His phone buzzed briefly. Opening the message, he found it was a collection of surveillance clips his assistant had gathered. They were clips documenting every moment from my final days to my death. One clip showed the white sheet covering my deformed body. Another, me being wheeled into the crematorium. And there, the final parting between me and the world. Under the intense sunlight, Spencer staggered before suddenly crouching down and clutching his head tightly with both hands. He kept repeating in a daze, "How could this happen? How could she really be gone? Didn't you always say you're invincible, like a heroine?"

“It will happen in the last action scene. I will fight the bad guys but not all of them. Another enemy will show up at the same time my asthma will begin attacking. That’s where your defense will come in. You will be the one to take on the enemy while I will be laid to rest on the floor. After killing him, you will have to do mouth-to-mouth resuscitation for me and my stupid self will be revived only to deepen the kiss. I love you,” he expounded. His last words got my heart pit-a-patting as I stared at him. “Don’t worry, when the full script

My eyes blinked and I tried so hard to keep them open but with each passing second,my breath became shallow. "De-De-Declan." I coughed out blood. Raw pain shook my innards. With so much strength, I muttered my last words. "You-you wi-wi-will regret this." I didn’t know what happened after that because I immediately felt my spirit move out of my body. *** "A sweet smelling savor hit my nostrils as I tried getting up from where I was lying. I heard a rumbling sound in the sky. The splashes of rain hit the windows and the wind caused the curtains to move in its direction.

You have to do it for them. Have you ever seen that moment in the movies where the good guy remembers a memory that suddenly gives them a brighter fire of determination, super strength and immortality all of a sudden? Yeah, that didn’t happen. I made sure my last heaving breath counted as I flailed in Cole’s unforgiving grip. My vision was blackening and I was surprised I haven’t died yet. But when I felt my lungs starting to collapse, I know my time was coming to an end.

It no longer hurts but I couldn't move. “ONYX!!!!!” I hear Fiarra calling my name. I want my mate with me. I wish I could tell her the truth, she deserves to know it. I wish I could change things. Well, I tried too. My body felt heavy and eyelids were heavier as I stared at the clear blue sky above me. The darkness was slowly consuming me until I felt the warm sensations on my hands. It was her. My mate. At last, I can die watching her face, one last time…

Sincerity in voice tells me it all true. I smile at him. "I like you too Christian, so much." He leans in to kiss me but realization hits me and I gasp. "What's wrong!?" He asks with a very worried voice. "Morning breath," I mumble placing a hand on my mouth. "Isn't it too late now to remember that?" "Better late than never." I shrug making my run to the bathroom and giving Christian a flying kiss. Then hearing him mumble something like 'she is gonna be the death of me.'

She couldn't call anyone at the moment,she didn't want to trouble anyone in the first place,she knew her time is near after all. It's all over now,she give her last breath. T.B.C

"Your friends are already dead. You have no future ahead of you. Just stop struggling and let go." His eyes find me, fiery and full of anger. He opens his mouth one last time, no doubt to call me a whore again, but this time no sound escapes his lips. Only a long wheeze, a scratchy inhale that sounds like it might hurt a lot. His eyes go impossibly wide, and with that, his body goes limp. I watch and wait as he heaves his last breath, then he's dead. Finally, I take a step back, looking at the three corpses and wondering what I'm going to do with them.