Steve Irwin Last Words Novels & Stories

- Emma was trying to calm me down at the same time a stewardess served us a drink and Emma of course was drinking and smiling, as if everything was perfect. "I swear I will never ride on this airplane again, the first and last time." - I was desperate, but keeping the fear to myself. My thoughts were going out to everyone I loved, as if I was sensing something bad happening to me. Parkinson is one of those people, I really wanted to see him one last time and know why he sold me out like I was nothing, it was always the two of us for everything, I who was always by his side, it's painful to even think about. But unfortunately or fortunately, I will no longer return to his house or need him so

“I'm not here to hurt her. I am here because the truth is going to come whether you like it or not. My voice trembles. What... What happened that night? Rylan's jaw tightens. His eyes are filled with pain. “I tried to stop him. I tried to help him. I tried… “I held his hand,” he whispers. “When he took his last breath, my heart stopped. Liam freezes beside me. I feel the world collapse inward. Rylan’s voice breaks completely. “Ethan’s last words were your name.” A sound escapes me, a small, broken gasp. My hand flies to my mouth. Liam wraps his arm around me, pulling me against his chest. He whispers my name, trying to calm me, but he’s shaking too.

“Don’t say that, please. You did everything you could. Life isn’t over yet and I am right here by your side.” “No….” I whimpered as tears flowed down my cheeks. His eyes held emotions I couldn’t explain. "Trust me, everything is going to be okay. " The doctor ran your blood work while you were out," he said quietly. I felt a chill go through me. "Is my heart failing?” "No," Alex replied, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Evelyn, you didn’t just pass out due to stress. You’re ten weeks pregnant."

On the back, written in red ink, were six chilling words: "You're already too late, Emma Parker." Emma's hands began to shake. Liam was alive. But time was running out.

He had shattered the most precious thing in his world with his own two hands. Now, all he could do was taste the bitter fruit of his own making, here in the mud. “I… was wrong…” His last words were swallowed by the storm. His eyes slowly closed, never to open again.

“You made a promise to me, my dear, not even two hours ago. The nature of that promise will always remain between only you and me. But please know that I know it was a lot to ask of you. Just as I know that you will keep your promise, and because of that, when it’s my time to go, I can go peacefully. You have given me more than you can ever know with that promise. And so, my final words to you are simple.” We all took a breath and held it. Larry looked up from the paper, a tear glistening in his eye. He said my final words from Stanley in a voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you.”

He pointed to a single, white-winged gull riding the wind current below us. “Look,” he whispered, a child’s wonder in his voice. “Perfect efficiency.” He sat in the worn armchair we kept there, facing the horizon. Keila and I sat with him, holding his hands. His breathing slowed, synchronizing with the distant rhythm of the waves. And then, he spoke his last words, not to us, but as a final, soft log entry into the quiet air. “System report: All critical missions complete. All guardians deployed. All errors reconciled. Love… operational. Initiating final, peaceful shutdown.”

I looked up and saw Stark's gaze was turned to me. I looked away from Stark and back to Stallone. I grabbed Stallone's hand and held on tight to it. I let all my tears out, no longer making effort to hold them back. I felt Stallone's hand on mine and I looked straight at his face. My eyes were blurb from vision by my tears. "It's my time to go Andra. I just want to tell you... I love you..." Stallone said. Those were his last words before he died.

Iris's POV "Iris run!!! You should run!!!" I could feel Rupert was going to die, and he was thinking of my safety, The last words that came into my head, were those words that Father said before he passed away, I couldn't do anything for Father and Mother back then but I have to protect Rupert, I will go crazy if he didn't make it, I don't think I will live to see the next day, if this monster killed Rupert

The last image before I could remember was Winston signing the agreement to donate his remains. Then he was lying in our home, calmly making his last phone call. "Hello, I'm dying. You can come now." With that, he cut his wrist. "Aryanna, I'm coming for you." But I turned around and went away, not looking at him. Another tiny grave had been added to the high green hill, and that little grave sat at the foot of the hill. We would never meet again.