Karina's Last Days Novels & Stories

“Caroline. We need to go back for Di..Diane. We could do CPR or something, but we can't leave her.” “I'm sorry, Neralda. She knew that she was going to be killed by Zara. She arranged everything, and we can never go back, sweetie. At least not now.” “No! No!! No!!! Caroline, we have to save her.” Before I could say more, I felt everything go black.

“Like it’s… aware.” “It’s always been aware,” Emma answered softly. “We just weren’t ready to hear it.” Lira’s voice was low, almost reverent. “Then this isn’t the end.” Emma stood, slipping the pulse device into her hand. She looked out at the horizon, where the first rays of sunlight pushed the night back one shadow at a time. “No. It’s the beginning. The Last Signal wasn’t an ending—it was a warning. A threshold. From here, what we build will decide whether this becomes our greatest ally… or our final mistake.”

Once finished, she drank the soda in one gulp. Karina stood up. “I can’t do this anymore. I have to go. I can’t survive in this hell any longer.” She looked at the bright sky. “Turn cloudy, will you?” She walked across the guardrail separating the road and the river. The night was so dark. There was no one else around—just her. Karina was about to end her life quickly. She stepped closer. Her feet touched the edge of the river. She walked further in. It was cold—half of her body was already underwater. “I’m sorry, Dad. I want to be with you. I can’t do this anymore. I’m weak without you.”

Damian responded and the man nodded in agreement. “That is because I'm dead to her.” He replied and Damian nodded his head in at the response. He didn't really understand what the man meant, but he could tell that the man was truly sorry for his actions. It was an old picture of a little girl of probably four years. She was dressed in a beautiful flowery pink gown, her hair was braided beautifully as she smiled widely at the camera. “Her name is Karina, and this is the last memory I have of her” He added, returning the little picture back into his wallet.

On the first Sunday in the luxurious apartment, adorned with white marble floors and matching walls, Karina felt even more excited about her day. The 165 cm tall woman enthusiastically tied her hair back and put on a pink jacket, getting ready to go for a workout. "It feels wonderful to live here. It's just that I miss Selena at the moment." Karina murmured as she zipped up her jacket and left the mirror that had been her companion while getting ready for her morning exercise on Sunday.

Karina says, sounding nervous for the first time this morning. "You okay," I ask, and she drops her head a little. She bites her lip and shakes her head no before she looks at me again. "I don't think I can watch him get whipped. I just can't, Chloe. He was supposed to be my mate. How can I watch my predestined life partner take silver to the back?...I...I went down there last night when you didn't come back," Karina says and I gasp. She nods and looks down at our joined hands.

She left for a day, and something bad had already happened. "Thank you." Alice answered. The screen turned off automatically after Black Lotus ended the video call. The van stopped close to a desolate building. "We’re here." A man finally opened up after Karina banged on the door three times with the actual intention of breaking it. "What the hell—" He stopped cursing as soon as she saw the woman. Karina put on her best smile and acted relieved, "Oh my god, I’m so sorry that I interrupted you. W-wait, is that a gun? " Alice would have been laughing if it was a different situation, but they really needed Karina’s acting skills on this one.

I can see how much time people have left to live, so I warn my wife, Kayla Jebb, that her first love, Sebastian Miller, is about to die. She calls me a jinx and knocks my teeth out herself, making sure I'll never speak again. With my mouth full of rotting flesh, I beg her to help me, but she walks away, satisfied with the outcome. Instead, she heads to the hospital to take care of a sickly Sebastian. A month later, Kayla returns to the villa with a fully recovered Sebastian, as if to prove how foolish I was. When I see that Kayla has only one day left to live, I say nothing and simply smile.

Elara was Cassian's only Luna, and they had loved each other for ten years. But at this year's remembrance ceremony, Elara's name on the stone tablet suddenly split open. The Moon Goddess no longer blessed her, no longer claimed her. Another woman, Seraphina, was about to become the next Luna. And Elara had only five days left to live. What made it worse was that Cassian had known all along. Three years ago, he had led Elara up to the crown himself, and he had signed that contract himself. He knew perfectly well that being Luna had never been an honor, but an offering to the Moon Goddess. Yet Cassian kept it from her for three years. All he said was, "I want to save you." Only later did she

" A sharp pain struck my chest, and my breathing grew tight. Elara’s words were like a dull knife, carving into my heart again and again. She knew exactly how to hurt me the most, which was why she could defeat me so easily. I drew in a slow breath and tried to steady myself. "You’re right. A jinx like me doesn’t deserve you. We’re done. The wedding is canceled." After saying that, I hung up. A notification from Elara’s social media popped up on my phone. She was completely naked, draped over Drew, the flush on her face not yet faded. She had written: "No matter how much time passes, you will always be the one I couldn’t have. I finally gave myself to you. From now on, I’m yours."