Hush Hush Finale Novels & Stories

The Unhollow whispered one final word. Anchor.

"Mom and Dad….." "Won't be home for at least another four hours, come on don't be a chickenshit." The camera slowly moved into a close up of their faces. The sister tilted her head slightly and closed her eyes and her brother slowly moved his face closer to hers until their lips were nearly touching. I heard Gretta say under her breath, "Watch out David, here comes the mushy part," but my eyes were glued to the screen as their lips touched and they kissed, gingerly at first but then more passionately. They kissed for thirty seconds or so and then broke apart. The brother said "Well?"

And that smile only grew wider. “Cassie. Looks like the crocodiles are getting lucky tonight.” The next second— A cold gun barrel pressed directly against my temple. Slowly, I lifted my eyes and looked around the casino one last time. So many people. Yet not a single one…was my family. Don looked at me. His eyes were impossibly deep, unreadable. “Cassie Vaughn.” “You may say your last words now.” I closed my eyes. Then— I smiled.

The screen went black. Silence crashed over the villa. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Richard Hale’s final words hung in the air like a storm cloud. ASK CASSIAN WHY HOPE CALLED HIM TWICE AFTER SHE DIED! Every eye slowly turned toward Cassian. Selena’s included. The countdown clock continued ticking above them. 42 MINUTES UNTIL LIVE FINALE Cassian stood perfectly still. Too still. And that terrified Selena more than panic would have.

On the flight home, the plane starts shaking violently. Certain I'm about to die, I call my husband, Rhys Callahan, to say my last words. He hangs up on me, and his auto-reply flashes on the screen. "Driving. On my way to pick up Daphne." I've taken 86 flights in our five years of marriage. Every time I'm about to land, I ask him to come get me, and every time, the answer is the same. "Daphne's getting in too. I have to pick her up." He picks up Daphne Langston all 86 times. The lowest point comes during a rainstorm. I drag my suitcase through the downpour outside the terminal for two hours, unable to get a ride. When I call him, Daphne's voice comes through, laughing. "Oh, Rhys is h

Want to come back? 'And missing a chance to kill Simon Clive? How could I miss the fun part?' 'Indeed, really. But better leave him to Verdict and Thyme,' Edward turned off the screen of his hologram tablet, stuffing the pen-sized object into his jacket pocket. 'Let them do their part—wait a moment.' The man moved away from him, touching his earphones. His face turned pale as he nodded slowly, then turned back to face him. 'Hazel just said there was a surprise attack in the ballroom, where Thyme and Verdict are. We better go there now.'

She offered him the means to redeem himself, and maybe that was all the saving he really needed. “Well,” said Mr Isimud. “It’s the final chapter of your story. Will it be the final chapter of Melissa’s? I have to say I’m intrigued. You don’t cut an impressive figure in the least, in spite of the immaculate cut of your clothes, but no one has ever made it to this place before. I’m excited to see how this ends.” “All you need to know is that it’s going to end,” said Jimmy. “Given the six thousand year precedent, I rather doubt that.”

Susanna was about to retort angrily until Logan caught sight of the remaining time, bewitched in the sky. “Fuck!” He roared as he quickly bit down on her neck with two seconds to spare. He grabbed her as she fell. “Another time then,” he said as he held her in his arms, at last, a quick kiss to her head was all he allowed himself. A loud explosion was heard across the playing field, fireworks erupted in the sky as the Hunt came to an end. “Fuck me,” Seth whispered. “Not for a good, long while apparently,” Nate retorted.

He just watched as his family turned away from him for the last time. The Final March With the mole neutralized and the invitation waiting for them, the Shahs prepared for their most dangerous mission yet. Arman checked his weapon. “We don’t go in blind. We control the battleground this time.” Priya, still shaken but determined, nodded. “And if this is the final battle, we make sure they never rise again.” Ayesha exhaled, staring at the coordinates one last time. “Let’s finish this.” As they stepped into the night, they knew—this wasn’t just revenge.

Due to lack of breath and cold embracing her Zara passed out. “Bye, bye, Zara Darling…” Were the killers last words she heard Seeing Zara passed out, the killer pulled his silver weapon out of his hood. He raised his hand in the air to finish and brought it towards her chest….