Oscar Wilde Final Words Novels & Stories

“You don’t deserve answers from me. Just be quiet.” Oakley laughed again, more amused than before. “What a pity. Even the last curiosity of a dying man cannot be satisfied.” He closed his eyes. “Well, go ahead then. Kill me. Death would be a release. Though, if Mr. Crawford and Master want you dead, you’ll follow soon after.”

He seemed to understand the look in my eyes so he spoke up. “Let him see, Evelyn. Let him see how far you’ve come while he was busy destroying himself.” My thoughts ran wild but soon a dangerous smile appeared on my face. “Fine,” I stated, my voice dripping with venom. “If we are going to burn him down, we might as well do it in the spotlight.” Leo suddenly froze near the couch, with his head tilted. Then he waddled toward me with something pinched between his fingers. “Mama… I found this.”

“I don’t want to know what’s happening at home, I need a hundred and ten on this film-“ he let out a sigh and brushed a hand across his face. “Of course, Mr O’Malley. I promise it won’t happen again-“ “I’m dying.” The words froze on my lips. ”Sure the drugs make it so I don’t feel a thing while it’s happening, but everyday I get closer to death.” “I am so sorry.” “I’m not. I’ve lived a good life, loved…this is just one of those things that happen.” I did not know what else to say, so I nodded. “This film, this is the last thing I leave the world, miss Thompson. My masterpiece, created out of…well, nothing.”

His words cutting through my defenses, my tears streaming as I stood frozen, my heart breaking for the love we’d lost, the life we’d never have. He stepped closer, his hand gentle as he cupped my face, his lips pressing a soft, farewell kiss to my forehead, a gesture of love and goodbye that shattered me. He pulled back, his eyes wet, his voice a whisper. “Take care, Olivia,” he said, his words heavy, final.He turned, walking away, his figure fading into the street, leaving me in tears, my body trembling, my heart a wreckage of love, loss, and the resolve to move forward, alone.

But before her palm could touch his face, he gently grabbed it. He bowed his head and lightly kissed the palm of her soft hand, solemnly and sacredly swearing, "I love Vivienne until the day of my death." She was stunned, surrounded only by his voice, until the day of his death? "Okay, if it really comes to that, you must hold my hand like this," she said as she drifted into unconsciousness, the last words she spoke. On the other side, Scarlett sat in the dressing room, smoking and browsing the internet on her phone from time to time.

The desperation in her voice echoed through the hall, raw and pitiful for everyone to witness. Oscar's expression remained cold and unmoved. Without hesitation, he pushed her hand away from him. Zoe lost her balance and fell sideways onto the floor, gasping weakly at the impact. "Ms. Fox," Oscar said flatly, his voice devoid of emotion, "your brain cancer is already in its final stages." The words landed with brutal finality. "It's deteriorating rapidly," he continued. "No one can save you now." "What…?" Zoe whispered. Her voice was barely audible in the silence.

I know how terribly busy you both are. Maximillian’s words, "secure the assets," grated on Olivia's ears. She knew this uncle was boasting about his imminent victory. ‘And Oscar?’ Olivia asked, trying to keep her voice steady. ‘I don’t see him.’ Maximillian’s face shifted into a forced look of concern. ‘Ah, Oscar… it’s a shame. After hearing the news about Grandfather, Oscar seemed to panic. He left a brief note and disappeared. He’s always been sensitive, hasn’t he? Perhaps he just needs some time alone. But I have notified the police that he will return.’

He placed the note where she would see it, then took one last look at the place where she would live out the rest of her days. Then he turned and left. A gust of wind picked up the paper, sending it drifting into the air. The message was short: Violet, please allow me to call you this one last time. I only wanted to say—I'm sorry. And finally, I wish you a life filled with happiness.

I smiled through my tears at seeing he was awake but his words, which turned out to be the last he would ever say, plunged me into worry. "Always be strong Evelyn, don't let them break you. You're much more than you know." Those were his last words to me before he left for the great beyond. He died with both eyes open and I closed them and wept. The rogues, seeing the turnout of things, ran away, leaving me to mourn the death of the Alpha.

I didn’t know my voice was that audible until I saw several maids glance at me and I lowered my head. “Yes… She wants to go on a picnic and enjoy some time with alpha Wilder in her last days” The maid replied and began walking away and I frowned. She wasn’t dead yet but the last few days meant she would be dead soon. I shrugged my shoulders, it was the same thing, she would die and I’d have Wilder to myself.