Komik Last Human Novels & Stories

The responsibility is too diffused. More importantly, it would only reinforce Humans’ hostility toward the other two species, and there are buckets of that going around already. That’s why, after agreeing to this interview, Maddie, Lucien, and I put our heads down and workshopped a few talking points. The title of our story is An Evil Human Ex- Governor Locked Poor Little Hybrid Me in a Basement Because He Hated Peace. It’s palatable. Easy to understand. Might even allow the average Human to feel morally superior.

I asked, worried that we would be killing them if all the humans left. "None. The last of us was finished transforming two months ago. Absolutely no one needs to drink human blood here anymore." Sammy said and I felt relieved. "Why aren't they transforming anyone?" Alvin piped in. "No one is left. At least no one that they can find. I suspect that there are humans around but they know to hide now and they don't dare transform any human from the blood bank. The council hates the tasted of animal blood." Cash snarled. "I hope that we can get them out." I said and everyone agreed as Locke walked back in.

Gunnar asks in a scary voice that makes me visibly cringe. "I'm an assassin, Gunnar. My job is to have ears everywhere. And right now, the entire western hemisphere is buzzing with talk of war. A war that just so happens to be coming due to human auctioning. Apparently, some very powerful humans have discovered the supernatural black market. Many packs are siding with the upset humans. They want human flesh NOT to be sold. They say packs who purchase humans are stuck in time and are barbaric. The packs siding with the sells are, of course, saying it is time to end the facade that humans have any say," Hilda explains as her eyes flash to me.

I needed to get back home and put it on! "Nooo! Please don't! It feels so good to be out." Another wolf approached me and softly touched me with their muzzle. "That's our mate! Isn't he handsome! His name is Tye, or well, you would know him as Krewe. We belong to him!" Belong to him. I want out! Get me out! I want to be human again! "Oh, fine!" More bones broke, and finally, I stood there naked but back in human form. I quickly hid behind a tree.

They are humans too. Till the next adios

"I'm the head of the Hemman family in Nimbulus. If you don't want to die, kneel and beg to Mr. Reynolds and apologize. Maybe you can..." "You only have one minute to think about it!" Howard interrupted him, "If I don't take your men and leave right now, from tomorrow on, there won't be Hemman family in Nimbulus anymore!" "What?" The head of the Hemman family was slightly stunned and burst into laughter. "This is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. You're hilarious!" "Half a minute left!" "Boy, you're really going to keep playing games, aren’t you?"

You know by belonging I mean my sanitary pad and painkillers. "God, please not a dude! Anything but a man! I can even accept a tortoise picking up my stuff….no es una ducha!" I looked up at the person who still moved further, picking up my PAD. It's even worse… It's a god of a man, handsome from every angle. He is right in front of me picking up my PAD and PAINKILLERS!

Greetings my lovely authors, This is the continuation of the book 'THE LAST ALPHA' which will be updated with the sequel 'THE LAST ALPHA : WAR OF FANGS'. I hope you will support my story just like the prequel. Thank you Zia Prologue The burnt orange sun was set below the horizon, and it’s the shadows that casted upon the town of human beings. The clustered clouds were scattered to the end of the sky, where the sun was burning with its last light. Twinkling stars which were supposed to fill the night, were scared to show up in the dusk.

I had known this for a long time. My eyelids felt so heavy. I was ready to go. I was so tired. Selena was crying loudly, but I couldn't comfort her anymore. On April 20th, I closed my eyes for the last time and slipped away.