Last Chance Book Novels & Stories

Tears slipped down my face. Lila had never betrayed us. She had given up her life to achieve what we had all been pursuing. “The secret ingredient is a life. For him to die forever, his soul must be stripped away alongside another willing participant,” Mother murmured, and I saw the stream of tears rolling down her face. “Oh, Lila.” … Hey, readers! As this book approaches its end, bringing the series to a close, I'd love to know—who has been your favorite character across all three books?

And to everyone's surprise, Daniel gave a last greedy look to me but went with her. The End. ***** Find more books by ktish7: More books: patreon.com/ktish7 F*: f*.com/ktish7 I*******m: i*******m.com/ktish7

We promised ourselves not to worry about the future but take the days gradually as they come and go and live in every moment as if it were our last. THE END (This book is the second book of the spirit wolf series. The last book of the Spirit Wolf Series would soon be out. Thank you for your love, support and votes)

He could smell her perfume which made him want to hug Hazel if he did not realize that their status was no longer a lover. 'I found two. Take a look,' Hazel scaled the building's blueprint, showing the west side of the building leading to the library. 'In this library, there is a secret path that goes through the dungeon. The information I received was that Simon Clive was trafficking underage children, right?' He nodded, confirming Hazel's words. In his heart, he admired the figure of Hazel in front of him, who in his eyes was very sexy until he almost lost his focus. The way the woman had conveyed the information to him made him almost lose focus. He turned his gaze back to the holographic

I wished I had taken the time to apply at least a light makeup. "Do you still have more bags or is this the last one." "Just five more to go." "What! isn't that too much luggage?" "This is my last day here so I'm taking all my stuff back home with me." "If you say so," Anthony replied and started back to the hostel. He was such a fine gentleman that I didn't want to part ways with him which was quite inevitable unless a miracle happened. "Are you a student here." "Yes." "What department." "Engineering."

"Your phone is turned off now please be alright bro" "Shit they found me brother listen if I don't make it heres a copy of the picture. I'm going to Smash my phone now I hope your alright get this to fbi or someone higher up" As Sam read out the the message to everyone. Their faces dropped. "What happened to you that night" Kelly asked. "Oh not Noah too".Elena cried. The last message was sent the night of the accident. Looks like after I was brought to hospital. "Sam what is the picture" Nathan asked.

"He's my greatest achievement." hey guys! that's the end of the book! thankyou so much for getting this far! thankyou so much for all the love and support and sweet comments. from the bottom of my heart, I appreciate each and everyone of you. till the next book, bye!❤️

*** When I woke up, Johan was sitting on the edge of the bed, shirtless and smoking. He heard me move and looked back. A check landed on the bed in front of me. I stared at it. He only said a few words. "I'm bored with you." Something inside me cracked. Like porcelain shattering, sharp pieces cut across my heart. Still, my voice came out calm. I even smiled. "I've got less than three months left. Couldn't you wait a little longer?" Johan frowned. "Yara Yelton, you should know your place."

Just my husband. "Is it over?" Bryan asked, looking at the house. "I think so," I said. But then I felt a weight in my pocket. I reached in and pulled out a small, leather-bound book. I hadn't put it there. I opened the book. Every page was blank except for the very last one. On the last page, there was a single sentence written in fresh, red ink: 'The sequel begins when you turn the key.' I looked at our new front door. There was a key in the lock. It was made of solid gold, and it was carved into the shape of a wolf’s head.

Yet… even after all that security, I felt vulnerable and defeated as the memories of the people being slaughtered and sheer demonic violence rushed into my head as I leafed through the burnt pages of that book. The book was last rented by a girl preparing for the medical entrance exam to bring her family out of poverty and permanently shift to Arginieth to have a better life. Seems this was the last book she would ever rent. Not just her body, but her dreams and the future of her family buried under this debris with this book. I looked at the sky and took a deep breath. “What’s the point?” I mumbled to myself as I threw the book back into the mountain of debris, which had once been a temple