Karinas Last Days Novels & Stories

Karina struggled to fight off the sensations, but being an un-mated she-wolf, she found it challenging to exert full control over her primal instincts. “Karina,” Olethros whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine, and she struggled to keep her wolf in check. “Y-Yes?” Her voice trembled with fear, knowing the inevitable fate that awaited her. “I’ll kill you after I’m done with you,” he calmly stated, a cold and ruthless declaration. Tears welled up in her eyes as the reality of her impending death sank in. She had known he would end her life, but his callous openness about it left her stunned.

“Lock her up!” Jason's radio suddenly crackled to life. A furious voice roared through the speaker. “Jason Watson! What the hell is going on? “Are you really going to let millions of people watch a hero die? “I don't care what it takes! Have her start treatment within five minutes! If anything goes wrong, I'll take full responsibility!” Michael finally snapped. His eyes turned bloodshot as he pressed the barrel of his gun against my temple. “Ashley Cross, this is your last chance.”

The opening sealed shut behind them both. Silence swallowed the facility whole. Then every screen flared to life one last time, displaying a single final message: DAY SEVEN HAS BEGUN. THE ORIGINAL IS COMING. AND IT KNOWS HER NAME.

Mom always says that depression is nothing more than an illness born of idleness. People who are truly busy studying don't have time to be depressed. So, during my senior year of high school, I lie awake through countless nights, my hair falling out in clumps as I tremble over endless mock papers. Mom only slides another mock exam booklet in front of me. "Finish this booklet, and you won't have time to wallow in self-pity." At family gatherings, my relatives notice that I keep my head down and barely speak. They ask Mom, "Why has she gotten so quiet?" Mom's face darkens at once. "It's because she's guilty about something, duh. Go on. Tell everyone what you've done wrong this time." Late

what should I do? I chickened out. I lowered my head and stayed silent. Tybalt threw an arm around my shoulders as we left his older brother standing by the campus' gate. Looking back over my shoulder before getting inside of Tybalt's car, I've got another look of his face - confused and disheartened. Our eyes locked for the last time as his younger brother closed the door for me and quickly stepped onto the gas. But from the side mirror of Tybalt's car, I watched the love of my life slowly disappear from my sight.

Don Carlos said as one of his goons handed him a gun which he aimed at me. “Good bye forever Valentina.” He said. I closed my eyes as a tear drop fell down from my eyes. This is it, the end. My life will be over in a split second. I just hope Ava grows up knowing I love her. I hope she grows up to somehow have a good life, I wish I can be there for my little girl, I don’t want to leave her not now… or ever. “Don’t you dare do that Carlos!” I heard someone yell, the voice was followed by sound of the gun going off. I felt the bullet pierce my skin, I could see my life flashing in front of me, and then there was me going completely unconsciousness.

ARIA I haven't seen Charlie since Enzo took her, I saw them comeback but without Charlie, I tried to find her around but there's no sense, I also tried to call her on her phone but I found out she left her phone on her bag. I was getting worried, I don't want to ask Enzo or any of his friends but they are the only person I could ask since they are the last person who's been with Charlie. I saw them on their usual spot on the cafeteria, nervous but I'm much nervous for what might could have happen to Charlie.

“No! Please don’t leave me…don’t leave him…” Maria's last words were faint and began to fade away. “Tell him…I never stopped waiting.” Then, the presence vanished completely. Camela was left holding the burning locket, sobbing into the silence. The door creaked open wider, releasing smoke and cold air. Vincent’s breathing grew louder from inside—raspy, uneven, and desperate. Camela stumbled forward, dragging herself across the stone floor. She pressed her hands against the edge of the opening. “I’m coming…hold on, Vincent…I’m coming,” she muttered.

"I'll be back before you know it, no need for 'forgiveness cards' today!" I watched him, his easygoing air making it hard to keep the tears from brimming in my eyes as I curled up under the covers. "Mm." The clock struck 10 at night, and he had promised he would return shortly. I had someone fetch my favorite pastries from the bakery I adored. Calvin had just uploaded a picture on social media, celebrating an outing with his girlfriend. Right then, Walter sent a text. [Caught up with Calvin, heading back soon.]

But how could someone as attentive as he be unaware of it? Klaus responded gently, "It's fine, Miss Carina. It's nothing serious. My sister, Ember, tragically fell off a cliff recently, so we had her funeral not long ago." “I’m so sorry…” I could see sympathy and helplessness in her eyes as she apologised.