Last Chance Book Novels & Stories

I got a second chance, mate, and a second chance at love. It was finally complete and perfect. Whole. Complete. Finally, fully, ours. **THE END OF BOOK 4: A SECOND CHANCE**

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.

And that is a story that will last forever. END OF BOOK

He stared at the books, deciding which one to choose. As his eyes lingered on them, memories surfaced of how his mother used to read bedtime stories to him and his sister… until she was killed. Alina noticed the change in his expression and was about to ask what was wrong when Laim reached out and picked a book. She moved closer to see which one he chose, and her eyes widened in surprise. It was her favorite book. “Seven Days Before Goodbye.”

Amara confirmed. He looked at me. "You'll be here," he said. "Yes," I said. He nodded. He ate. At the school gate he had done the sequence. The backpack. The coat press. He had looked at me. "It's the last chapter," he said. "I know," I said. "The last chapter is the most important reading," he said. "Because it ends the first thing and starts the next thing simultaneously." I looked at him. "Simultaneously," I said.

So sorry if you read it but it's not among this book; just forget about it. thank you for reading, the last chapter was 36 so you can stop there.

“He as it were has ten minutes to fix up between battles. There is another challenger holding up straight after this one, and divine beings know how numerous more after that.” Cassie felt unhinged, but she was solidified with fear at the same time. She was having inconvenience retaining the brutal rules of this bizarre shifter world. The as it were overwhelming thought in her intellect was that she couldn’t stand to see Claw get hurt. “When does it stop?” Cassie inquired delicately. She was perplexed that she knew the answer. “There are as it were three ways this can end,” Amy replied bleakly. “Either he routs each final one of them, or he surrenders and readily loses the position, or …”

“Lucid, girl. Now, we dance.” END BOOK 1

But thanks to my mentor and seniors teaching me patiently, I was able to find my footing and stand on my own. From then on, my days were busy and rich. Every so often, I would get letters and gifts from Samson, including a watch identical to the one that Celia broke. I sent everything back, unopened. A decade later, during an emergency operation, I happened to spot him across a crowded room. By then, we were both standing on the spot where we belonged, living our own dreams. Our paths were different, but we were each moving toward a brighter future.

Still, I hope to keep weaving beautiful stories with all the people that I came to love in this world right up to the last page of life. THE END (book 1 of the trilogy)