Novel & Cerita The End Of Sparta: A Novel

He grabbed Kelly and threw himself off the yacht, dragging her down into the ocean with him. They disappeared beneath the waves. … When the news reached me, I felt nothing. No anger, no sadness. Just an eerie sense of finality. It was, in the end, the perfect ending for Zarrick. I turned back to my assistant, unfazed. "Make sure everything is ready for our family vacation." My life was mine to live, and I intended to live it well. My parents—I would take care of them with everything I had. And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

“This is the only thing I owned that was just for me.” Igor watched me, his expression softening completely. “Keep it. It is your armor now. It is the uniform of the free man.” Finally, I retrieved the book Leo had placed on the sofa earlier: the thick, dense edition of Thucydides’ History of the Peloponnesian War. I opened it to a random page, and the quiet scent of old paper and dust hit me.

"See? They agree. It's time to start the day." Zack looked out at the city of Havenfall, the empire they had bled for, and the family they had died to protect. The war was over. The reign of the Cocolink Alphas had begun, not with a roar of violence, but with the quiet, steady heartbeat of a home. "Yeah," Zack whispered, leaning into Nathan’s warmth. "Let's go." THE END.

“Go be someone else’s pain in the ass!” That’s the last thing Johnny ever said to me. As I struggled to take that next precious gasp of air, the thing that was Camilla Bierce descended upon my friend and tore out his throat. Panicked, I sought my way along the mass of fallen bodies, sinking my hands into their exposed faces. I stayed as low as possible, as the smoke from the raging inferno had filled the room with a darkening haze. The last memory I have of that night is turning back to glimpse Camilla’s glowing figure kneeling before the statue of her faceless king.

I went to the kitchen to open the buttle of wine, poured myself a generous glass, and decided to put my annoyance into the novel I was about to finish. I finished writing the final chapter along with finishing the bottle. I chose a tragic ending with Serenity sacrificing herself in the final scene allowing Troy to kill his nemesis. I figured that it completed a circle. Troy started following the path of revenge after his loved-one died, and now he ended his vengeance with another person who loved him died…

Sunrise for the light, and sunset for the night. But a little people only appreciate the dusk. It is not like when the light of the day confuses herself whether to combat or to come in harmony with the prevailing darkness. No. Leonore would like to argue with a quote she read once from Nicholas Sparks' book, The Notebook, which says that dusk is just an illusion because the sun is either above the horizon or below it.

Zeke grabbed my shoulders and pleaded, "I told you—I'd spend every single holiday with you from here on out." I removed his hands and scoffed. "It's a shame we won't have a future together, then." He was sobbing hysterically. He wouldn't leave me alone. He insisted that he didn't want to break up and that he wanted to leave the country with me. Since he wouldn't take no for an answer, I eventually gave in. Overjoyed and relieved, he pulled me into a hug. I was enjoying our final embrace with a bitter feeling in my heart.

In the end, he bent down and scooped Chloe up into his arms. As he passed by the bodyguards, his voice shook ever so slightly as he ordered, “No matter what, you must get Nora out for me! She hasn’t given Chloe her bone marrow yet. She can’t die!” Outside the hospital emergency room, Elijah and Tyler paced back and forth restlessly. Their phones rang continuously, but they kept cutting the calls. After an agonizingly long wait, several of their men rushed over, completely out of breath. “Mr. York, Mr. Benson… the house… It’s been burned down to nothing but a charred frame. The young miss… Miss Benson, she… All we found is a single, badly burned corpse.”

Reborn Before the End Blurb Blurb She died once. She will not die again. Elara Vance died in the flames of an apocalypse that consumed the world, betrayed by the man she loved, abandoned to burn while he saved another woman and their child. Her final moments were filled with nothing but regret and hatred. Then she woke up. Three months before the end of everything, Elara is the only person on Earth who remembers what is coming. The collapsing sky. The mutated creatures. The mysterious energy that will destroy civilization as she knows it. Now she has a choice: waste her second chance on the man who destroyed her, or use it to prepare for the war ahead.

Finlay had killed Alpha Williamsburg. Ophelia coughed up blood and managed to rise to her feet, from where she was kept by Jasper. Despite the pain, her heart swelled up so much in her chest because it was all over. The war had ended. With Alpha Williamsburg's men frozen and dying and the Alpha himself dead, with his body split. Finlay was panting heavily, with his chest rising and falling. He cast a grateful glance at the ice dragon because he had things easier with his arrival.