Hosie Endgame Novels & Stories

Next, some liquid splashed down, and her bones shattered, then slowly dissolved into a puddle of water. The water evaporated under intense heat, leaving behind nothing but an empty and spotless surface. The video stopped. On the darkened screen, Jason saw his own bloodshot eyes staring back. “She... really left me with nothing...” His voice was a broken mix of laughter and tears. He sounded deranged, as though he had lost his mind. Eric, who was standing nearby, could not bear it anymore and stepped forward. “Mr. Fender...” The man with glasses spoke softly. “Our deepest condolences.”

Saelin murmured. Elise looked at her. “No,” she said. “Endings aren’t allowed anymore.” She stepped into the threshold, cloak sweeping behind her, and vanished. Saelin followed, a heartbeat later. And from far above, in a chamber lined with mirrors, Elder Everglade lit his final candle. Not as a prayer. As a signal. The Hollow had promised him a kingdom. But he had forgotten— The Hollow keeps no kings. Only vessels. And now the game was ending.

The screen blinked, and a new prompt appeared: “Override Detected. Access Denied.” “No,” I whispered. Gideon laughed. “And just like that, the game ends.” The door burst open, and Diego entered, his weapon drawn. His eyes locked on Miguel, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze. “Brother,” Diego said. Miguel’s grip on his rifle tightened. “You don’t have to do this.” Diego’s expression was cold. “Yes, I do.” Diego raises his weapon, aiming it directly at Miguel as Gideon gives the order to secure the system, leaving the room teetering on the edge of chaos.

Red spread through the river. Eve stood behind me, holding half of a broken beer bottle, her face pale with terror. “Emma, move! They’re coming!” she screamed. I could hear shouts from a distance. People from the village were closing in. My heart raced as I frantically paddled, but the boat still moved painfully slow. The footsteps grew louder, and my heart sank into despair. Were we really not going to make it? Suddenly, Eve stood up. She smiled softly at me, her lips curving with a gentle warmth. “Emma, you have to live—for me and your mom.”

If they could defeat this last enemy, they would win the game. Once Frank had located the enemy's position, he immediately picked up his weapon, aimed carefully, and prepared to deliver a fatal shot. Suddenly, he heard a gunshot, and his own avatar turned gray. What had just happened? Frank was confused and shocked. He realized that Z had quickly taken him out with a clean shot. After disposing of Frank, Z took out the last remaining enemy with ease, and the game was over.

I wasn't able to pull all of them out, although they would've survived even without my intervention. Perhaps that was true. They may not need any sort of assistance, but for sure I’m definitely not gonna regret everything, or better yet I cannot regret it. The other target had been successfully killed. The game had concluded and the killers were declared the winner of the tenth round. Based on my count, 25 people still remain alive, judging from the pace of the game… There are about two months before the game concludes its final stages. In those two months I could die. Perhaps I would be lucky to become the last one to survive. In that time do I even deserve to live? What would happen to me

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

"It's over." Oshey slowly looked up. "What?" She sounded confused. She looked down at Cammie again. "All of this for what?" She asked. "Shey," he started to speak, but his face contorted. Quinn could see in Oshey’s eyes that James was standing. Oshey reacted on instinct. She leaned over and grabbed the gun where it had fallen from Yada's hand and turned it on James. Oshey unloaded the remaining bullets. “Die already!” She screamed and kept pulling the trigger until Quinn put his hand over hers.

I don't even know how to give a lap dance. I stood up and carried my purse i kept on the couch, i was sweating already. As i increased my pace to go out of the room, Sammy stopped me. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh? The game is not over yet." He said "Since you don't want to play along with what you picked, you have to pay 50USD before we can let you go. You know the rules " Tala added 50 what? How on earth will i get that amount from?

"The endgame..." "...starts now."