Good To The Last Death Series Book 11 Novels & Stories

He really loved her. “If you ask me, your statement contrasts. If you are responsible for her death, why are you searching for the rogues behind it? Are you not the culprit then, and not the rogues?” Beta Tobias was right. That was a good way to remind him that he was not responsible for her death and should not blame himself for it, but the rogues who actually killed her. I resumed ascending the stairs and paused after reaching the middle. I did not want Beta Tobias or Alpha Kellan to find out that I was eavesdropping on their conversation.

his voice faltered as she thought of the tragic end to this story. " Even if it's the last thing I do. I will risk my life to put an end to his reign of terror. History shall not repeat itself. I will not allow him to win yet again, and I will not allow him to harm my loved ones." Felix sat up on the bed properly. " What do you mean even if it's the last thing you do? No. I will not allow you to die. How can you speak about your death like that? You just said you would never leave me."

Can we find out who is killing off the Cleaners before they find us? Two down, seven to go. When it’s all over he’ll finish the job that dropped him into my life, and end it. Stockholm Syndrome meets bucket list, and the question of what would you do to live before you died. The questions aren’t always answered in black and white. Gray becomes the norm as my morals are tested. Death is a tragedy, and I’ll do anything to stay alive. Are you ready for the last ride of your life? Six has a gun to your head—what would you do?

“Tell me, am I wrong for thinking negatively about Maddie?” Eliza drew in a deep breath before nodding. Theo's brows met because of it. "If you do not trust Miss Maddie's love for you then…" Eliza confidently looked at Theo. "You do not deserve her." She added with determination in her eyes. This might be her final moments so she wants it to do something good. Theo stared at her. The guards can feel the tension rising up. It is rare that people go against their god, especially a mere servant. They know that she will be the first and last.

He lifted his hand and hit it on their arms, separating the old man from his friend. Then, he waited for what was coming. The old man lifted his eyes at once, they were like boiling lava. "You have to leave at once!" He ordered. "I cannot help you anymore." Yolanda looked at him in surprise. "But you were not done with telling me what you saw." The old man heaved a slow breath. It seemed whatever had transpired a few moments ago had drained him of his strength. "Well, I'm done, Yolanda. There are some very dark spirits at work in your life that I don't want to mess with. If you really want to help yourself, find the woman at the red door. She holds the answers you seek."

0076: Dear Handsome and Strong Evil Spirit 007: Treasure Hunt 0078: Small Dk Joe 0079: I Know It Is You 0080; This Is Your World! 0081: The White Lady's Request 0082: We Did Not Kill HIm 0083: It Was Never An Error To Begin With _______ END of BOOK 1

Some promises outlive the species that made them. 3. Lyon, 2091 – The Last Paper Diary Found in 2136 beneath a fallen library shelf, wrapped in oilcloth, pages soft as skin. 14 October 2091 I am the last one, or close enough. Ninety-three, maybe ninety-four—calendars died before I did. The machines let me stay because I never asked for power, only a corner of rooftop and water for the pomegranate tree I have carried seed by seed since the Geneva bunker fell.

"He's an incredible writer. He let Pat read a couple of his short stories, and she gave them to me. They were real dark, but beautiful. One was about what goes on in the space between moments of time. It was called 'The Second Hand.' He had this character who suddenly begins to live between the moments, and finds that there is more going on there than in normal time." "Sounds interesting. What made the story dark?" "The guy was in the last hour of his life. But it took him a year to live it." "Did the guy know it was his last hour?" Ray hesitates. He must know Seymour is not well. "I don't know, Lara." He has not used my name before. "Call me Sita," I say, surprising myself. He raises an eye

Can we find out who is killing off the Cleaners before they find us? Two down, seven to go. When it’s all over he’ll finish the job that dropped him into my life, and end it. Stockholm Syndrome meets bucket list, and the question of what would you do to live before you died. The questions aren’t always answered in black and white. Gray becomes the norm as my morals are tested. Death is a tragedy, and I’ll do anything to stay alive. Are you ready for the last ride of your life? Six has a gun to your head—what would you do?

I picked up another page and skipped it just to see the dates of their deaths; all of them died this year and with the dates so close together. My heart beat a little harder as I wondered about who these people were, about why Sebastian had this book... about who killed them. Did he kill them? I stared blankly at the page and swallowed painfully. Then, I looked back at the other pages. This book is very thick, and there are so many victims. People I didn't know had battered faces or sometimes pale eyes. It came to the last one. And I froze when I saw whose photo was on the very last page.