Last Breath Ending Novels & Stories

She crashes against the cabinets at the other end of the room. I try to look up, and I feel myself being gathered in somebody’s arms. The scent is familiar, but my eyes are too hazy to see. Has help arrived? “S–Save Cedric. Help him.” With that, my body goes limp. Darkness consumes me, the last bit of my strength finally fading. Someone’s calling my name, but it’s too late. My eyes close. I draw my last breath, dimly hearing the death rattle in my lungs.

Even in my last breath, she is still the content of every beat of my heart even though she is happy with someone else. I looked at the light and smiled holding my chest because I couldn't breathe anymore. With the last drop of tears in my eyes, my heart also stopped beating. "Until we meet again my hope." I uttered the last word and my eyes closed. THE END

“Never forget that.” Black spots clouded my vision. The last thing I saw was my love’s face and the last thing I heard was him yelling Zander’s name. THE END.

The end of a very dark story that remained to cover a big part of my life, that had taken many pages away and left nothing to cherish in those periods. With the tears sliding down my face, I withdrew the dagger before I thrust it back into that very same spot. Slowly the dark shadows began emitting from every inch of his skin, the smoke that loomed around his body as his eyes began closing and breathing on the edge to fall from the high and stop forever. And then his entire body froze turning solid as a rock and colder than those mountains covered in snow, he fell to the ground after taking his very last breath and his eyes closed on their own.

Only because our son begged to go to the amusement park, my wife, Nyla Frost, a wealthy heiress, ended up in a car accident on the way there, leaving her permanently paralyzed from the waist down. To punish us, she slashed our daily allowance to a mere ten cents. For the past three years, my son and I had no choice but to survive by scavenging through trash every day, even fighting the dogs for scraps. One day, my son was so hungry that he lost all reason. He ate a few crumbs of a cookie that our family doctor had accidentally dropped on the floor. My wife flew into a rage, accusing him of having filthy, thieving hands. As punishment, she made him stand outside in the pouring rain for th

When the light finally faded, the creature lay still, its vast form slowly crumbling back into inert stone and lifeless root, the ancient malice that had animated it finally, fully, permanently extinguished. Luna's legs gave out entirely, and this time there was no one close enough to catch her before she hit the cracked, barren ground, her whole body screaming with an exhaustion so absolute it felt like her very soul had been scraped hollow. The last thing she saw, before darkness finally claimed her, was Kade's face, streaked with blood and tears in equal measure, sprinting across the broken battlefield toward her with a desperation that followed her down into unconsciousness like the only

All I can hear is that final breath. All I can see is the blood pooling around her. All I know is that we’re too late. And Elias is still out there.

Her eyelashes trembled. Then her eyes opened. At first it was a little slit and she wasn't really focusing. She stared up at me. I was just a shadow to her. Her instincts kicked in away. Even when dying she reached for the silver blade strapped to her thigh. Her arm shivered uselessly. Blood bubbled at her lips when she tried to talk. “Do... It.” The words came out as a cough. She was still hunting me. Something bitter and somehow admiring moved through me.

He asked. "Yes, boss" the person on the other end answered. "Did you send the letters?" The hood man asked. "Yes boss" "Wait for my next signal before you send the next one. Kill them both when the last package is sent". "Yes boss I understand " "Good" and the call was disconnected. ~~ "Were you in a call?" Drizzy asked walking toward Ethan. "Ahh, yes it was the event planner" "Oh okay, how is the preparation going?" "Good. And how was your shopping. Did you buy everything you needed?".

I said quietly, "but the sins you committed… You still have to pay for them. You think being given a second life means you can erase the past? The world doesn't work like that." Jim was waiting for me by the door. Without looking back, I took his hand and walked away. Garrett could spend the rest of his miserable life in the stench of decay and endless nightmares…till his last breath.