Ian Mckinley Final Destination Novels & Stories

“I’m not falling for him again. That man doesn't even have a heart.” In my last life, I chased him, I gave him everything, passion, gifts, you name it, he stayed cold as frozen stone. No one made it into his heart. Not ever. I am not repeating that disaster. I can’t. My fingers shake as I button up. All I want is to get out right now. Outside, Dilios finishes a call and speaks up, polite as always. “The pack’s still waiting at the Eclipse Moon Lodge, Alpha. Should we return and finish the ceremony?”

" I stayed at the hospital for two more days. Long enough to confirm that her body was no longer in danger after the miscarriage and that the medication temporarily stabilized her emotions. Then, calmly, I blocked everything related to Clara. Then, I bought a one-way ticket to Northspire. As I boarded the plane, I remembered five years ago, when I clutched another one-way ticket and flew without hesitation to Northwood City–the city where she was. Back then, I believed love could overcome anything. Now I was holding another one-way ticket, flying south to a place where she was not .

Tonight, I will destroy two people at once, and I’ll do it while smiling sweetly at the dinner table alone. ​The candles on the dining table flicker gently. The light reflects Mike’s shadow, making him look like a giant. I sit in silence, observing the man in front of me with a look that is hard to define. Mike doesn't know that the premium steak on his plate is the last meal he will eat in peace before his entire world begins to burn.

Wentworth. As we sat at the dining table, Mr. Wentworth informed me that he had already submitted his resignation letter. "With a guy like Dominic in charge, sooner or later, the company's going to end up in shambles. I might as well go for early retirement and enjoy the life of a retiree. After all, I still have Nat, so I don't have to worry about the family's finances after retirement." Mrs. Wentworth poked him in the forehead with an exasperated expression, seemingly used to Mr. Wentworth's devil-may-care attitude.

“And Ms. Carter.” I stopped and turned back. “Everything discussed in this office remains confidential. I expect absolute discretion from you, Ms. Carter.” “Yes, sir.” I took a final look at him, watching him go about his business. If I hadn't witnessed his unravelling that night, I would’ve never believed someone who looked so calm and put together could have such a meltdown. What happened to this man?

I make sure to kiss his picture frame before leaving for good luck. When my excuse of a father left me and my mom, Malachi Smith was the father figure that I needed. It's too bad that cancer took him away from me. I place a chaste kiss on his forehead as I embark on a journey of self-discovery. This better fucking work, Lila. I take a deep breath, reluctantly leave my car keys next to my uncle, and open the door. Looks like I'm going to fucking walk. The bright blue hue that inhabits the sky makes me hopeful. Maybe a peaceful walk will soothe my nerves.

A woman at the check-in desk looked from my passport to the scarf at my throat and asked, with the careful politeness people use when they sense trouble but do not want to invite it closer, “Do you have a destination in mind, ma’am?” I lifted my eyes to the departure board and chose the first southern flight that felt far enough away to matter. “Willowmere.” By the time she slid the boarding pass toward me, my hand was shaking badly enough that I had to steady it against the counter before I could take it. I made it onto the plane on pain and pride alone. When it lifted through the cloud cover, Silverpine disappeared beneath me without asking anything more of me. Kane received the dissolutio

I saw how annoyed Acq is as he sat beside our president who's in front. The bus started to move going to Camp Mack, a Guy Harvey Resort here in Florida. It takes ages I really hate traveling now since Acquirer isn't beside me. I started eating my chips and the chocolate drink to distract me from wanting my love beside me. Good thing demure is still eating, he doesn't need to get what's mine. ____________

I replied to Lincoln and he just nodded in agreement with what I was planning to do. I've been driving the car for about an hour before we reached Morgan's pack land which is now considered as a no man's land because there is not a single pack member left in Morgan's pack. Lincoln and I got out of the car and then looked around the area. The place is very serene, the corpses of Morgan, his wife, and his pack members are no longer here because Kayden has taken them all to Mystic River where their funeral will be held when the full moon arrives.

They are now staying at one of Aiden's guest houses outside the city. "Well, if you are done killing me with your eyes, then tell me why you decided to play out your death over night? Based on how rushed things got at the end, it was a last minute plan, isn't it?" Micah inquired curiously. Micah was brought back into the country well after midnight and his last minute flight ticket was quite expensive. Everything they did after that was a blur. Aiden did not give Micah a chance to stop and think before he was pulled into the work.