Steve Irwin Last Words Novels & Stories

“Left? What do you mean, Irwin? I thought she died” Irwin’s eyes filled with tears as she struggled to put the words together. “I came back from the river one evening, and she was gone. The room was empty, her things were missing… I didn’t know what to do. I was just a child then.” She wiped at her face angrily, frustrated by her own vulnerability. “I told everyone she died because I couldn’t bear the thought of explaining that she had abandoned me.”

After ending the call with Stephen, Irwin had already cut the steak and considerately placed it in front of her. "Eat up!" "Thank you." "What did your uncle say?" "He said they've arranged a press conference." "Well, it's time to completely clarify your position. It's not good to be constantly pestered." Natalie was silent. Constantly being pestered? Yes, she was the one who had been constantly pestered and ultimately ended up being the vicious one. She took a bite of steak. Irwin asked, "Do you like the black pepper flavor?"

“Your words.” He frowned“Forget about that right now.” “I’d actually love to forget about a lot of things right now, including how last night was almost my last night on earth.” “Just talk to me. Please.” Here was the great Dawson doing another strange, unexpected thing. First two apologies, and now… begging? What next? I wondered. Would pigs fly? “There’s nothing to talk about,” I said. “Your friend tried to drown me, and I survived it. The doctor said I’d be fine and discharged me, so…” I set the stirring rod down. “It’s fine.”

Steve able to utter only two words. ‘I able to utter only these 2 words after listening to the most thrilling news and mere these two words have the power to flutter my heart in joy, excitement, happiness in fact I am unable to describe my feelings.’ Steve couldn’t help but think about it over again and again. Steve strode towards the exit door without looking back, Ethan also mounted up from the bench and hurried his pace behind his brother after releasing a sigh.

“Gracie, I want you to know how much I love you and I don’t know what I would have done tonight if something had happened to you. I mean it. I’d scorch this Earth and destroy everything in my path. I mean that.” “I’m glad you don’t have to worry about that. I’m okay but I feel so guilty that I am okay and she’s not. It freaks me out that I was the last person to talk to her before she encountered whoever that was that did that. Her last moments alive were spent arguing with me at the entrance of a nasty outdoor school restroom. That is terrible, Owen!”

In a few seconds, a big current will swallow me. So, this is it... This is how my life ends... I wish I could look back to where Steven’s direction was so that even the last time I could see him. But I decided not to, because I didn't want the last thing that would stick in my mind was his worried face. Im so sorry Steven... Goodbye... Thank you... I was about to get close my eyes just to meet the collision of the current of the water when a strong force pulled me. Steven?!

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.

Everything went dark, and as I took my last breath, my final thought was; “I’ll be back.”

Seleste said as Gamma True pulled his head from his body. I looked at the other one. “I guess it is your lucky day. You get to live a little while longer. How long and how well depends on what you tell us.” “You might as well kill me. I’m not telling you filthy dogs anything.” He says. “Famous lasts words. You can tell us voluntarily or involuntarily and then you will die like all the others.” We drag him out of the house and head back to my beach house.

he said suddenly, voice rough from crying. I went still. “What?” “Say it now. One last time. So we never need it again.” I turned in his arms, looked at the man who’d once owned me body and soul. And I smiled. “Red.” He exhaled like I’d lifted a decade of weight. Then he kissed my forehead, my lips, the tiny fist of our son. “Red,” he echoed. “Heard. Accepted. And retired forever.” He tucked us closer. Outside, the northern lights danced green and purple across the sky.