One Last Breath Novel Novels & Stories

A single, final tear fell from his clouded eyes. He took one last breath and closed his eyes forever.

Zendaya said with drops of tears falling from the sides of her eyes. After she managed to say these words, she fell into a deep silence, there was no sound coming out from her end anymore. Silence took over and her breathing became hoarse, she could no longer breathe well, then her breathing became hard, and began to struggle to breathe, within a couple of minutes her chest rose and fell back, it continues to grow and fall for a while, she finally took her last breathe, breathing out heavily. Immediately she took her last breath, the wood seems to have been enchanted the entire place was as calm as a cold bottle of ice.

The love tucked between the lines was like honey, but it was also torturous, like poison. It had him sobbing one moment, then smiling through tears the next. Suddenly gloomy, suddenly joyful. Those two extremes kept surging through him, and the heart that had gone numb from despair began to burn again. He wondered if this was the last light before everything went dark, or the lighting of the fire that would bring back light? Nelson did not know what kind of ending waited ahead. All he could do was pray. He prayed for the secret thoughts that nineteen-year-old Sinead had recorded in her own script to be the means of his escape from the wreckage.

couldn't die like this. With every ounce of remaining strength, my trembling hand fumbled into the pocket of my soaked trench coat. The phone screen was cracked, smeared with sticky streaks of fresh blood. My eyes were blurred by the rain; I could no longer see the text clearly, so I instinctively pressed the most recent contact number. The moment the call connected, before the person on the other end could speak, I spent my last breath gasping out broken words through my trembling lips: "Save... save my child... The gates of the Hayes mansion..."

he breathed. “Alone at last.”

Yes, with circumstances like this, we would soon face Him. My eyes began to blur, which made me even more certain that today was the last time I was allowed to breathe. I have to let go. Even if I can't save Axe, at least I'll be gone with him. I slowly closed my eyes feeling the tightness that continued to suffocate. It's only a matter of time, then my history is over. One. Two. Three. I should have been out of breath being strangled so tightly, but suddenly the air supply competed to fill my chest cavity. My lips instantly opened wide to take in as much oxygen as possible. My eyes blinked several times trying to realize the current situation.

I was dying. And there was nothing I could do to stop it. My eyes closed. The world faded away. And in the silence of that corridor, surrounded by blood and death, Lyra—Luna of Damon's pack, healer, rejected mate—took her last breath.

She giggled when she was tickled by their flapping wings against her face. Theo smiled first before answering. Maddie takes away all his stress from ruling even with just her smile. "This is the sanctuary of the novis flam." Maddie turned around and her brows met as she cannot understand the last phrase Theo said. "The what?" Theo pointed to the fountain with his hand and Maddie followed it with her eyes. "The last flame." Maddie nodded before she looked at Theo. "Last? What do you mean by that?" Theo asked her to sit on the nearby bench. The guards are scattered around the place but no one is near them. Somehow they got some privacy which put Maddie at ease. She glanced at the fountain firs

“Tonye, please don’t forget what I asked you to do with my body when I’m gone…if you don’t end this now, it will never stop…” “Please we have to allow her rest,” the nurse chipped. My mother ignored the fat nurse and beckoned me one last time. “My soul will rest in peace only when you…when you destroy the Ebie goddess, that bitch…just defeat her…destroy her…not for your father or for yourself, but for me…please.” Her breathing soon became laboured when I stood up and walked to the door. I knew the last time I’d set my eyes on that body, it would be lacking the breath of life. I was very sure of that.

I had known this for a long time. My eyelids felt so heavy. I was ready to go. I was so tired. Selena was crying loudly, but I couldn't comfort her anymore. On April 20th, I closed my eyes for the last time and slipped away.