The Big Door Prize Book Ending の小説・ストーリー

This signified that Zayn’s 300 million dollars would be returned to Zayn again. It felt awful to be giving away the huge amount of money that was already within their grasp. The organizing committee furrowed their brows as well. However, they still played by the rules and said, “The Great Hunt has officially ended. You are the last batch of people to leave the hunting ground. Please bring forth your dog tags.” However, no one brought forth their dog tags. The organizing committee said, “Please bring forth your dog tags for registration purposes. The person in possession of the most dog tags will be the best hunter of The Great Hunt.”

He thought he was such a good actor, but everything looked so ridiculous now. "I'll tell you everything you wanted to know about back then. Remember our promise? No secrets between us, always honest with each other. I know what I did was wrong. So please, give me another chance to start again?" There was no answer. Zach's expression stiffened as he searched around. He went into the bedroom and saw the neatly made bed and folded clothes. In the study, my favorite book had already gathered dust. In the kitchen, the vegetables were all starting to rot.

The memory trembled. Then: "If someone truly worthy appears..." Silence. Then: "They must destroy the cycle." The vision shattered. Immediately. BOOOOOOOOM! The city vanished. The stars vanished. Everything disappeared. Then the group stood within darkness. Pure darkness. Then a single golden door appeared. Waiting. At the end of the void. Then the Keeper pointed toward it. Then: "There." Silence. Then: "The First King's final secret." Nobody moved. Because they could feel it.

I could already picture the look on their faces, the way Donald would find me after and enjoy every second of taunting me. I slipped from my seat quietly and moved along the back wall, keeping my head down. My steps were slow and steady. The side exit was just a few steps away. "And now," the host's voice increased with the energy of announcing the finale, "for our final and most prestigious category—the Apex Elite Grant…” I was at the door now, and my fingers brushed the handle. "— Lydia Harper of Dreamworld!!!"

they cheered and the sound of glasses clinking filled the air. *** NARRATOR “And so does the love story of the Big Bad Alpha and his mate come to a beautiful end. But don't miss them too much, for the book isn't over. Their chapter has closed, but the next chapter begins. For each person in that room has a story. Mates will be found, dreams will be achieved, and wishes will come true. Remember Claire? The French girl who was a victim of Cynthia and Jonas? Remember Shem's reaction to her?

That all ends. Because now, the entire world knows. END OF BOOK II

“Help me.” As if answering a prayer, footsteps approached outside, making a crunching sound, like maybe boots plodding over gravel. Then metal scraped against metal. It was dark in my pit, but the air vent allowed just enough daylight in that I could see the inside of the door latch turning until it began to swing open. But the amount of brightness that flooded the cellar caused me to shrink back in my corner and hold up my hand to shade my eyes instead of scampering forward for help. It was probably just as well I didn’t surge forward, anyway, because I soon discovered my captor—not a savior—had arrived.

But if so, they knew that she was thinking of them and that was a good sign, right? Getting to the last step, they looked down the passage that was leading toward the back of the house. Hailey was that way. With new strength but also new worries, they approached a door at the end of the corridor. The door was a bright red and looked like it was almost new. With a questioning look, Brian takes the door handle in his hand and, with a deep breath, pushes it open. What they saw took both of their breaths away. Cayden clawed at Brian to get out again and Serafino’s eyes went a bright red.

Perfect. Finally. **THE END**

My dad stops looking on the bookshelf he was searching on, turns around and sees the panel popped open a crack, and says “Great job sweetie. Let’s go see what we find. I’ll go 1st to protect you from spider webs.” I quickly read the rest of that paragraph to make sure there aren't any more hidden messages, ‘Note: take this book with you, as it will be your key to get out as well. The hidden door will close as soon as the book passes over the threshold.’. My dad tries to get me to leave the book, but I tell him what the rest of the paragraph said.