Last Horizon Novels & Stories

Then he screams one final time and the corrupted energy detonates. The explosion is massive. Purple light consuming everything in a hundred-foot radius. When it clears, Nathan Price is gone. So are the six corrupted hybrids. Nothing left but scorched earth and silence. I collapse. Liam catches me before I hit the ground. "It's over," I whisper. "Not yet." I look up. He's staring at the southern horizon. Where another army is approaching. Larger. Faster. And at the front, unmistakable even from this distance, is Kessler.

After so many years as comrades, we had become closer than anything else. No one knew what lay ahead. All I could do was keep moving forward. At least I had truly lived. Edward left with reddened eyes. I smiled as I watched him go. This really was the last time we would see each other. And I had no regrets.

She was beaming, her eyes full of dreams for the future. "Let's have a destination wedding, alright? We'll get married in Southpoint, then have another ceremony in Eastwind. I heard the Lumians are very romantic, too… What about having another ceremony in the Lumian capital of Lumiere? I want to wear lots and lots of beautiful wedding dresses and take all kinds of wedding photos, fill up a whole wall with them…" Zach just looked at her, his eyes emotionless. "Annie's dead."

Solana glared at him even if he already turned his back. Foire signalled to Blair that he is about to start his announcement. Supernaturals were gathered in Satan at exact dawn to witness whether it is true that there is an Alpha, the last one standing. While the carriage that will transport Solana across the border has not come in yet, he still has a lot of time allotted in his hands.

Murphy wouldn't stop staring at the doorposts of Sofia's house. He was thinking about Cynthia. The girl whom she saw that morning and is seeing her again for the second time. He notices that Cynthia always stares at him stylishly and he begins to wonder if she was stalking him. He also notices that whenever he sets his eyes on Cynthia, his mind also goes back to what happened seventeen years ago. How the Werewolf Hunters shot his father who was trying to protect everyone in the Pack and how they burned down the whole Chambers of his Pack.

"What the hell are you?! I can walk by myself. Am I a child?" "If you're having trouble. If not, I don't want to carry you either." In every breath there is tranquility. Climbing a mountain will be a new way to see the world's perspective. The steep roads, bushes, and wild animals encounter will be paid off by the beauty of the scenery. While enjoying those minutes, Hyomi's cell phone repeatedly chimed. But she didn't care. It had been repeated since the first terror that her cell phone had been called by unknown numbers. She hadn't had time to buy a new sim card.

A Shadow at the Horizon The secure residence turned into quiet, however the anxiety turned into suffocating. The weight of Dominion’s very last message pressed closely on all of us: “Watch the horizon.” Vanessa sat in the front of her laptop, scrolling through statistics with a fierce intensity. The glow from the display illuminated her exhausted face as she pieced collectively each thread of Dominion’s last network. “They’re regrouping,” she stated finally, breaking the silence. “I’ve intercepted scattered communications among their remnants. They’re pulling resources, contacting vintage allies, and making ready for something. But I can’t pinpoint what.”

I whispered, my golden eyes fixed on the horizon. In the distance, the world simply... ended. Where there should have been the jagged peaks of the Frost-Spine Mountains, there was only a vast, infinite expanse of Grey Scale. The sky didn't meet the earth; they both dissolved into a flickering Checkerboard Texture—the unrendered "Void" where the Architects had stopped writing the world’s code ten thousand years ago.

They were arranged in a **Grid**. And at the very edge of the horizon, in letters made of white fire that only I could see, were the words: **[TRIAL VERSION: 29 DAYS REMAINING]**

**On the Horizon** The days blurred into each other in the best possible way. Lillian and Nicholas continued their journey north, following the rugged coastline, stopping whenever a small town or hidden cove caught their attention. Each new place felt like a discovery—a piece of the world they hadn’t seen before, each offering its own quiet beauty. It was exactly what they had hoped for: an adventure with no end, no rush, just the open road and time to let life unfold naturally.