Last For Lifetime Novels & Stories

Ulysses was being polite, but it was clear he didn't like Blade any more than she did. "My birthday is early in July," Alpha Clark Ward, a tall, wiry fellow with tints of red in his blond hair said, as if that comment was relevant. She had gotten the impression he wasn't the brightest bulb in the pack. "I'll be twenty-five. You're, like, old," he added, looking at Ulysses. "I wouldn't say old," Ulysses said with a shrug. "Ha ha! I would," Clark said, holding up his fist for Blade to bump it. Blade raised his eyebrows but then fist bumped Clark, who "blew it up" and then laughed again.

A brush rests on the dresser, strands of dark hair still tangled in the bristles — strands that must be over a century old, yet preserved by some grace of the house. Everything whispers of a woman’s touch. Rowan’s voice has none of his usual swagger. “She died a hundred and twenty years ago. The last female wolf ever born to this land. Our people shut the room and left it… like this.” Kevin runs a hand along the dresser, leaving a streak in the dust. “We grew up hearing about her. Not her name, even — just the last one. Like she wasn’t a person, only an ending.” Elias studies the faded dress, his expression thoughtful. “But she was real. She lived in this room. She slept here. She laughed he

One million--should she sign a lifelong contract with Extraordinary Entertainment for that amount? She knew Extraordinary Entertainment had a lifelong contract system. If she signed one, she would be a lifelong employee of Extraordinary Entertainment, essentially selling herself. She would lose her freedom for a lifetime, with no value whatsoever. Was she really going to do this? If this could bring some consolation to her father, she seriously considered it. "Miss Everhart, right?" As she was thinking, the person showing her the house arrived. It was a young girl, looking quite familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.

Fully. Forever.

Eventual—eventual correction. From isolation. For lifetime. Believing. Waiting. Maintaining—maintaining faith in karma that would deliver—deliver what she couldn't. Forever. **To be continued**

Goodbye, my former love! No, goodbye forever in this lifetime!

(Inserted sad emoji) @johannhidalgo: It was because you’re too busy that you don’t even have time to take a chill, relax life, and go home here in the Philippines! (Inserted sarcastic grinning emoji) @waltermendoza: Haha, you know my situation here @johannhidalgo. Don’t worry, when I find time, I’ll make sure to make it up to you and Celyn. Anyway, congratulations and best wishes to you both @celynvhidalgo (Inserted two heart emojis)

Anyways, our night ended at around 11pm and we went to our respective rooms to sleep, after cleaning the living area that was filled with the pizza boxes. The morning came of my day, when I will be officially becoming the assistant to the business tycoon, playboy and handsome and a PERVERT, Mr Richard Matthews. Yup, from now on, it will be me, him and Ms Dawson. No no, scratch that. It will be him and Ms Dawsone making my life a living hell.

Unbreakable. Forever.

Long live the alliance of flesh and soul. THE END