Our Last Days Novels & Stories

No music needed. Just their breathing. Ava: "I'm cold." Damian pulled her closer. "Now?" Ava: "Not anymore." She kissed his cheek. The snow melted. Damian: "Ava?" Ava: "Hmm?" "Thank you. For bringing me back." Ava: "You never left. You just forgot." They looked up. At the stars. --- *DAY 751: LAST DAY* Morning. Packing. The kids were sad. Luna: "I don't wanna go back."

Two days until the end of everything. And as the music swells and the people of Māui cheer for our deaths, I feel uneasy knowing my death is just a matter of days away. My last battle would also be on my birthday. My twentieth.

( Final day of camp) Sylvia's P. O. V Finally the camp came to an end. During the last few days everyone could be seen packing their bags and saying their last goodbyes. The last bonfire night that was held was actually the best has everyone put up a great show as this would be the last time they would ever see this much people again. Even though I was in a sour mood throughout the last few days, I couldn't help but smile out tears at the fun I had as well.

The last day. Alexa Today is our last day here. Tomorrow all of us are going to back to our country. It was kind of sad. Now, all of us playing near the seashore happily. Gabriel and Gabriella look so happy playing with water. While Thea and Joseph just sitting a bit far from all of us and I don't know what they talk about there but looks like they already in good term. I wish for the best for you, Thea. "Hey, bae." Jared kiss my cheek and sit next to me on the bench there. I smile at him and lean to his shoulder. "Wish we can be like this forever. Don't have to stress about work or anything. Just stay like this." I said.

CORINNE It was our last night in Spain. After spending the last few days completely wrapped in an artificial bubble—surrounded by the loud, unconditional warmth of this family, sleeping and waking up with my back securely pressed against Lucian’s chest, and losing myself in an almost unhealthy amount of sex—I felt saddened at the thought of leaving this paradise. But then again, I had learned a long time ago that all good things eventually come to an end. The real world was waiting for us back home, and the clock on our contract—with just three months left—was still ticking down in the dark.

“You are showing me around, you are also doing this lot of explanation which you can do for me as we get to know each other better in future.” Bisi frown turns to smile. “That is my bad. Today is my last day at the Supermarket, since you will be taking over from me, you have to know the pro and cons.” Bisi said finally and continues on. Bisola frown and she continues after Bisi, who keeps explaining things to her, but Bisola mind is no longer on what Bisi is saying, she is just thinking about Bisi last information about leaving very soon. Even though her mind is not with Bisi, still she can make out with few thing about what Bisi is saying to her.

Aini wakes up early in the morning with the hope that she won't collide with Nia, Nadine, or Niar. The dinner he skipped last night wasn't something he wanted to remember at all. Just thinking back on it made her feel worse. He wakes up with a headache and memories of last night that stick like a stain that's hard to let go. A long sigh left Aini's lips, she watched the window in her room, hoping to be as free as the birds that fly there.

I panicked and tried to snatch the book but Enzo quickly held my hand and smirked before letting me go as he walked towards Jade's. Jade cleared her throat and stood up straight with a devilish grin on her face. "Okay here it is, listen guys. January 17, 3:45 p.m. I haven't seen him around, he wasn't with his friends either. I don't know where he was, I hope to see him before this day end, my energizer..." Jade even soften her voice reading my diary. "Aw! Our little Charlie here is in love! What if you read more!" Mae joined as they started to cheer. "More! More! More! More!"

FIVE DAYS EARLIER “ I stand on the last bridge of my life. Who knew Brooklyn Bridge, a bridge I always crossed through would be the bridge I fall from? I breathe in my last breath, so refreshing… The breeze blows my ebony hair and with one last step, l'll… “ “ Krystal!”

But at least this cage has an exit date. Twenty-three days. We can survive twenty-three days. We've survived worse. Together. Always together.