Mission Accomplished Novels & Stories

Our tech teams had completely restored the communication lines yesterday morning, the network screen glowing a bright, solid green. I opened the secure messaging app, tapping out a quick, direct text to Rowan back at the central castle. I wrote that the southern mission was completely accomplished, the treaty was fully signed, and the rebel faction was permanently eliminated from the border. I hit the send button, watching the confirmation arrow flash across the glass before I slid the phone right back into my suit jacket. I was completely done dealing with Rowan's administrative headaches and territorial disputes for the rest of the week. I turned my full, undivided attention back to my new

The water turned blue again. But there wasn’t a clock in Amelia’s head anymore. That oppressive pressure that had been weighing on her chest since she was sent back had finally disappeared. Amelia knew she had completed her mission. She earned the right to stay and to live a new life. “We did it!” She cried, hugging her wounded mate in the water. Darren rested his head on her shoulder. He was too tired and wounded to speak. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear. They all shed tears.