The End Of The Game Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It has not been easy for us… #THE END OF BOOK 1 #

And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

If you leave the Summers Group quietly, I'll have Lucas give you a monthly allowance of 500 dollars—enough to keep you from starving. "Five hundred dollars?" I laughed, uncrossing my legs and leaning forward on the table. "How generous of you, Mr. Yeager. But what makes you think I know nothing about your little swapping?" As I pulled out a voice recorder and pressed play, Zayn and Yvonne's voices filled the room. "Babe, do you really have to have a baby with her? What about us?" "Don't worry. I've already switched the eggs with yours. So, Candice will be carrying our child, and you won't have to suffer through a pregnancy. When the child grows up, all the Summers fortune will be his!"

And in that quiet hospital room, surrounded by the smell of antiseptic and the hum of machines, Amira finally believed in something she hadn’t dared to before. A future. THE END AUTHOR- 📚GENEVA .A. ZWICKER📚

The guards had stocked up on instant meals. Better yet, there was a full toolbox—hammers, axes, the works. If zombies found me, I wasn't going down without a fight. Seconds crawled. A faint metallic smell drifted through the air. On the cot, the three cats slept like nothing was coming. I checked my watch. 5, 4, 3... 2... 1... [Welcome to the Zombie Apocalypse World. The game begins now. All players, do your best to survive.] The mechanical voice rang in my ears.

It just did. THE END

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

My Alpha Of Knight. *************THE END************

Perfect. Finally. **THE END**

THE END PART A OF THIS BOOK HAS ENDED HERE. A. Gupta