Steve Irwin Last Words Novels & Stories

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 sobbed as my tears didn’t stop from falling down. “I w-will always be with you, C-Cerina. Annihilate all the enemies for the sake of everyone. I can’t take this any longer. I am… going now. I-I l-love… you.” Those are his last words to me. The moment his hand touched the ground, I knew, he’s gone already.

These were the last words he uttered. "What happened after it?", Iris asked in a small voice. "After that he had a heart attack and died while the ambulance was taking him to the hospital.", I added. "He trusted me.", Iris said in a small voice. A ghost of smile spread on her lips as a look of relaxation spread over her face. Things could have been so different if I should have trusted her. If only I should have seen the sincerity in her eyes. "He trusted you Iris. When everyone was against you he stood for you. He always believed that you were innocent.", I said to her as my head hung low due to shame.

"Hey girl! I know, my mother asked you to bug me about thanksgiving huh? Don't worry, Japh and I are coming over. I can't believe she still buys the story that I'm in New Jersey with my husband and kids..." "Iris, I don't understand. I just remembered Rowan. Did I lose my memory? What's happening? And where the hell is he?" I worriedly asked. "Um" There was a long silence on the other end of the line. "Say something!" I was impatient. "Willow, Rowan is dead. Leviathan killed him" Iris said. I puked in my mouth and felt nauseous. "W-what?" I dropped the phone. "Willow? Please open the door" Neil's voice sounded from the other side of the door. "Are you okay?"

It was during the whirlwind of the book's release, nearly six weeks after publication, that Miriam reached out one final time, her message carrying a gentleness that immediately told me, before I'd even finished reading it, exactly what news it contained. Miriam: I'm so sorry to reach out with this. Ethan passed away peacefully this morning. His condition worsened faster than the doctors initially expected. He asked me, in one of his final letters, to make sure you received something from him, if this moment ever came. I'm mailing it to you today.

"They tell me she is gone. But a grandfather’s heart does not lie." He paused, drawing himself up to his full height, a sudden burst of powerful conviction burning in his eyes. "I know she is out there," he declared, his voice ringing loud and clear across the massive hall. "I can feel it in my bones. My little Iris Roxie is alive. And I swear to God, I will make sure to see her face and hold her in my arms one last time before I die." A collective wave of emotion swept through the room. The moment the video faded to black and the lights slowly began to rise, the guests erupted.

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.

The last traces of warmth were fading from her skin. A nurse handed me a piece of paper. "Lynn's last words." My hands trembled as I took it. I unfolded it. Four words. Scrawled crookedly, like she'd used every last bit of strength she had. "Leave. Don't look back." The tears I'd been holding back for so long finally broke through. I pressed the note against my chest and sobbed until my whole body shook. When I walked out of the nursing home, a message from Harvey lit up my phone.