Our Last Days Novels & Stories

May 9 of 2030 came in and Andrew, as he had always been for the last five years, woke up with a hangover. But that day, he woke up with the ID card in his hands kept safe in his chest. That was the only remnant that was left with him after the accident.

Tears brim his eyes and the last question comes out in a shaky breath. My tears stream down my face for the millionth time today. The round diamond sparkles spectacularly like the stars in the night sky. It's absolutely stunning. All the pain and suffering have led us to this moment. This moment in time where we can finally accept that nothing will stand in our way and nothing will ever tear us apart. We are it for each other forever. "Yes," I whisper. The End

So I can't be completely happy either, because I know it has an end. And I also know how painful the next few days will be for me. I've been given a taste of it for the past five years, but I know it's going to hurt more this time. Because this time, we already did our best, and it is not enough. This time, we will have our chance to bid goodbye by signing those papers. And this time, everything will be final. This is the beginning of our end. - Infinity

“And do you remember when you threw the spoon because I said you were too much of a ‘white savior’?” We laughed loudly. The stall owner looked at us, shook her head, and said, “Glad to see you guys are not arguing anymore…” We looked at each other and said in unison, “For now, Ma'am.” Days four to six were spent at home. Cooking together. Watching Before Sunrise, Before Sunset, and Before Midnight again—and having a long debate about the ending. And on the sixth night, as the rain poured heavily outside the window, we sat on the bed listening to a recording of our own voices that we had sent via voice note.

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.

In them, Hank faked his demise, absconding with our fortune and dooming the company to bankruptcy. Elena and I endured collector torment. I succumbed to the abyss, ending it all, and Elena crossed paths with Hank, who was back from the dead. I'd assumed, despite ditching me, he'd spare his daughter some mercy. But no. He stood idle as Laura's goons dispatched her, not deigning a glance at her broken form. The visions looped for a fortnight until the fake-death date crystallized in my subconscious. Two months remained. I called my brother home, tasking him with a covert donation: 20 integrated incinerators to various crematoriums.

We naturally got together, and he treated me attentively during our years together. This continued until Aurora's return. In my previous life, I refused to let go of our long-term relationship, which led me to fall deeper and deeper. Looking at the scene before me, I just wanted to get rid of Zac as soon as possible, so I simply said coldly, "No need, Zac."

I exclaimed, my own voice shattering with terror and longing. He reached out, brushing tears from my face. “I have to, Audrey. Trust that our love is strong enough to hold us together. I’ll be back for you—always.” The last words echoed in my mind: "The final reckoning is near." I closed my eyes and prayed our love would be strong enough to see us through the horrors to come.

××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× FLASHBACK ××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× Xavier's POV We were all in our assigned rooms the sun was about to set , the last 7 days went as any other day . Nothing unusual or threatening happened , we had our warriors train a little and were keeping track of everything such as the stocks that were being used , who left or entered the fort , the updates of daily patrols and everything else.

RUBY This was going to be our last day in this city. Everything had been prepared to accomodate us moving in our house in New York. Almost all of our stuff had been moved there, leaving the furniture and some necessity to live for two days. Mom and Dad also returned to New York to oversee our house and help with the arrangements. The last were Wyatt, Austin, and me. After today, we would disappear from this city. That was why I dedicated today to visit my store and work with my staff for the last time.