Outlast Miles Upshur Fanart Novels & Stories

"Jessica, do your best out there. Don't make our unit look bad." I saluted him. "I won't let you down, sir!" "Alright, get going." Mr. Hall waved me off, sounding almost annoyed. As I turned away, I caught a glimpse. The veteran who had never cried on the battlefield was quietly wiping his face as he looked to the side. – That night, Samson and Celia came home with a bunch of friends. The house was quiet and dark, and Samson was already getting irritated. When he turned on the light and saw the table covered with food, his mood finally softened.

Although, if anyone finds it out here, dead and deserted on the side of this long, barren stretch of road, they can have it. About a mile back, I spotted an old, dusty, rusted-out sign for the Last Chance Motel. I cracked a joke as I flew past laughing. Something about how no one in their right mind would stay at such a high-end establishment. All sarcasm as the place looked like it was one dust storm away from toppling. That happened an entire mile of confidence ago. Now it looks like the Last Chance Motel might be my actual last chast. There hasn't been cell service for the last fifty miles.

She has proven time after time again that she can get through anything and come out a stronger person in the end. Satisfied with my response, Victoria leans back and into Noah's side. His eyes widen in surprise and as he glances down at her they soften. I smirk. I don't know what happened with these two, but I'm just satisfied that he seems to be over my mate. We turn a corner a few miles down and the screen tells us we have arrived. I look through the window and see nothing but tall trees. The rest of my pack pulls up in their cars.

“Before you go inside and save Lia, who I'm sure is unconscious, I will give you a chance.” "Chance? You are crazy? Step aside! I have business with Lia!” Despite trying to pass Marsha, suddenly two guards pushed Arjuna backwards, causing him to crash into Sean, who was speechless. “Don't be rude, man. I'm fine here.” Marsha spoke in a very calm tone, in contrast to Arjuna, who was already carried away by emotion. Knowing that he would not be able to enter, finally Arjuna waited for Marsha, who took out his cell phone. He spent a few moments typing something on his phone before showing Arjuna the screen. "You must know who this is, right? Do you think… if this girl were to suddenly be on the

Her burner accounts were banned from monetized brand deals. That night, Dylan sent me a photo. It was the apartment we had lived in for three years. Everything had been moved out, leaving the place empty. On the floor sat the rusty metal box, along with the teddy bear keychain I had pushed back under the door before I left. He did not include any message with it. I did not feel anything. I closed the chat and started writing down the extra ingredients I would need for the following day’s breakfast rush. Early the next morning, while the fog still hung in the air, Dylan reached the window.

Nolan’s POV It’s been four months since we arrived at the last pack, deep in the northern forests, far from other settlements. The world outside changed, but here we’re rebuilding. The last pack—once the last surviving group after the attacks and poisoned water—now rests under a council’s rule. Around the old wooden table, Emily squeezed my hand under it. I smiled. She clings to me lately, and I don’t mind. I don’t get her insecurity. The last pack is now led by a council: me, Emily, Hunter, Salem, Domus, Kaden, and Liam.