Last Resort Novels & Stories

" ᴵ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵇʳⁱᵈᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ˡⁱᶠᵉ "

"Every gift you ever gave us came in two. Except the cake. Why am I always last?" The room went quiet. He frowned. "This is how it's always been. What's wrong with you today?" My mother shot me a look. "She's older. She's better. That's the order. If you were half as good as her, you'd go first." I had nothing left to say. Grace made her wish. The family sang around her. When it was my turn, the candles had almost burned out. Dante shrugged. "No more candles. Wishes don't mean anything anyway. You can make one next year, Eleanor."

"Listen to me very carefully." His voice dropped low, every word ground out through clenched teeth. "I don't care what your reasons are or what your attitude is. I'm giving you two hours to reconsider. If your answer is still the same after that, you and that little base of yours can kiss goodbye to this industry." I closed my eyes and gripped the phone tighter. "Mr. Lattimer, save your time for yourself. If you don't start looking into other options now, you can forget about getting your daughter back alive. You might not even be able to recover her body."

As the candles I set up went out again and again, the passion inside of me died as well. Then, my phone, which had been quiet for so long, started to ring. I picked it up. "I gave Kat the spot for this year's retreat that’s meant for a family member. If you want anything, call my assistant. And I won't be home tonight. Kat just moved into her new place, and she's having a hard time settling in..." I looked at the cake on the table that was meant for our anniversary. The candle that was shaped like a 2 on the cake felt like a joke.

I swear to God, if I had known my father was going to put so much bullshit in the will I would have drugged him just so he would write what he wanted and not have to comply with his absurd clauses. Take a deep breath. "Your lineage, your family name, is almost extinct sir, if you don't have descendants, it would mark the end of the powerful Van Hellfrost family," the man clarified. I bit my lip, I did not expect them to refute my arguments in such a way, I was letting myself be blinded by my anger, I had to find a solution and I still had two years to achieve what my father wanted me to do, it was true that only I was left, I was the only Van Hellfrost, I had no other options and the only th

😀 What is Last Date about? Last Date focus on the relationship between Jennifer and Terrance. They both live in California, but came from different areas in life. When they first met at The Smoothie Shop, Jennifer invited Terrance to have their first date at her house. When Terrance arrived, he is overwhelmed by the rich lifestyle she lives. But they end up getting to know each other better and have a lovely time together. Everything was going well, until Jennifer mentioned she was into BDSM and wanted Terrance to try it with her. But he felt uncomfortable with trying BDSM, that he decided to leave. Jennifer did not take the rejection well and him leaving shattered her heart. Terrance was a

One of my legs did not want to work, but I made it move. I charged at Cassian with my sword in both hands. I swung it wildly trying to keep him back. He did not give me any space. He caught my wristband took the sword away from me. I stumbled, half-blind from the pain. I was still alive. I was still dangerous. I found the sunburst charge in my belt. It was my last resort, it was made from magnesium and silver dust making it enough to cook a vampire's eyes. I slapped it to the floor between us.

“Like it’s… aware.” “It’s always been aware,” Emma answered softly. “We just weren’t ready to hear it.” Lira’s voice was low, almost reverent. “Then this isn’t the end.” Emma stood, slipping the pulse device into her hand. She looked out at the horizon, where the first rays of sunlight pushed the night back one shadow at a time. “No. It’s the beginning. The Last Signal wasn’t an ending—it was a warning. A threshold. From here, what we build will decide whether this becomes our greatest ally… or our final mistake.”

Behind them, the sirens continued to wail, but for the first time, Pim felt as though they were no longer the ones being hunted. They were the ones writing the final, desperate chapter of the family legacy. As they disappeared into the labyrinthine alleys, Pim looked down at her phone one last time. The screen flashed a final message before the battery died completely: SYSTEM REBOOT: 00:01:00. "We have one minute," Pim whispered. "To do what?" Chalida asked. "To save what’s left of the world."