Mlp Last Adventure Novels & Stories

Greetings my lovely authors, This is the continuation of the book 'THE LAST ALPHA' which will be updated with the sequel 'THE LAST ALPHA : WAR OF FANGS'. I hope you will support my story just like the prequel. Thank you Zia Prologue The burnt orange sun was set below the horizon, and it’s the shadows that casted upon the town of human beings. The clustered clouds were scattered to the end of the sky, where the sun was burning with its last light. Twinkling stars which were supposed to fill the night, were scared to show up in the dusk.

Now he was the Alpha King and mom still reigns as the Queen of Mage. "Classes over?" Arnold, dad's beta and aunt Mathilda's mate asked as we entered the Castle while he was coming down the steps. "Yeah, only today. Prof. Lilly isn't up for teaching today," Sarah chirped, obliviously the only person happy among us for classes being cancelled.

I smiled sincerely and turned away from the prison. After seeing Vivian for the last time, I would never need to see her again in this life. She would disappear from my world forever. And my world would finally see the warmth of spring.

“Mom, I am giving you one last chance. Stop the car.” Morgan hung up. She told me to pull out the SIM card and throw it out the window. “Hold on tight.” She turned her head and looked at me with a deep, steady gaze. “Mira, I have not done much good in this life. Let this be the one good thing.” The engine let out a rough roar. Morgan pressed the gas pedal to the floor. The battered sedan shook as it surged forward. In the rearview mirror, the black SUV suddenly accelerated and closed in behind us.

"I know you can hear me." I huddled closer and made a promise with every bit of strength I could muster, "Go in peace. I won't die. I'm not leaving just yet. You exchanged your life for mine, and I'm keeping it. I'll make tons of money and visit tons of places. I'll live twice as hard for you." Quincy's finger twitched, as if he was giving me one final response. Then, his finger fell limp. The machine's line went flat, screeching monotonously.

But thanks to my mentor and seniors teaching me patiently, I was able to find my footing and stand on my own. From then on, my days were busy and rich. Every so often, I would get letters and gifts from Samson, including a watch identical to the one that Celia broke. I sent everything back, unopened. A decade later, during an emergency operation, I happened to spot him across a crowded room. By then, we were both standing on the spot where we belonged, living our own dreams. Our paths were different, but we were each moving toward a brighter future.

He was too late. He wanted to be with her, if possible, even after death. He was willing to follow her even to death if it meant he could be with her. So, he pulled the dagger from her heart and plunged it into his own heart. A lone tear fell from his eyes as he felt the pain his mate felt before she left this world before she left his side. Before death could take him, he kissed her lips and promised her it would not be the last kiss they shared. "I promise you, Love. This is not the end of our story. We will meet again and when that happens, We will be together as a mate once again." Those were his last words before he closed his eyes. ................................ I haven't disclosed t