Last Resort Novels & Stories

Maybe it is my last. *********

Before I spit out the last words I said that night, I watched his eyes widen in dread. “This will be the last.”

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?".

After killing the sixth prince, I never imagined it would cost me my life. It no longer matters, as the world has finally come to an end. I am free. I, Zarah, am the last human in the area. There's no point in fighting if I'm going to be alone in the end, regardless of whether I liberate the world from the demons.

“Seb, found something, but more likely a dead-end. The rental car was abandon at the gas station 10 miles away from Night Stalker. The company will send me a copy of the GPS he used. We can find out the last place he went before he abandoned it.” I nod and slump my body to my couch. I remember this couch where we cuddled after the hot sex. We watched movies with ice cream and then made out. Please, baby, hang on there. I’m coming to get you. I pray over and over again, I prop my elbows on my knees and cup my face. I ask myself why this has to happen to me and Abby? My phone rings in my pocket, and it’s Mike. “Mike, still no updates. We are still gathering information. I can’t tell you anythi

The last fragment of hope inside me vanished. I was finally, completely done.

“I’m going to die again.” “Yes, Host. This is your last chance, but since all your wishes except the first were made for others, you are granted a special permission—this final wish has no restrictions. The last wish would definitely come true, but you yourself would not be able to revive again.” The System hesitated for a long time before speaking. “Host, I suggest you consider wishing to go to another world and start a new life, or perhaps—” It rambled on, truly caring about me.

But honestly, I didn't care about the watch he promised me anymore. That night, I drew another sunflower on the back of the application. Eight days left. - On the third morning, the liaison from the home office delivered my ticket. My departure was right on schedule. I had officially resigned. Mr. Hall must've already spoken to the supervisor, so everything went smoothly. As I was packing up and carrying my box out, I overheard two operators gossiping in the hallway. "Did you hear? Commander Samson wants his childhood sweetheart to work at the station."

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.

Go to him and then when you've fixed whatever issues you have, you come back. A sigh of relief escaped from me and I hoped he had not heard that. I was surprised at how much I didn't want any of it to end realizing that I was okay with the different shades of treatment he dished out to me. "Sure." I replied immediately. "Thank you, Christian." "It's nothing." He said. "He's your best friend and only real family. When all this is over, he's the only one you are going to have. You don't want to lose that.'