The Final Play Novels & Stories

Things were going well; how did they fall off the deep end so damn fast? We choose our next play, down to 35 seconds in the game. The crowd is screaming their heads off, and we’re less than fifty yards from the endzone. If we only kick for the field goal, we’re not going to win. We NEED this touchdown. I look over at one of our other receivers, Barry Patriots, giving him a specific nod. We have to do the play coach gave us, but more than anything, we have to get around these yetis. The play requires Patriots to receive the ball, and we’re going to spend our final precious seconds trying to get him open, and down the rest of the field.

But enough to end it. Enough to let us move forward. Free. Unburdened. Victorious. His final play was surrender. Ours is triumph. We won.

⸻ Zara’s knees buckled. She grabbed the counter, gasping for air. Alec stormed into the room as she screamed. He caught her before she fell. When he saw the photo, his face went white. “Not again,” she whispered. “Not again—” Alec clenched his jaw. “It’s Verone. It has to be. That was his final play.” She looked at him. “Then let’s end the game.”

However, the blooms reopen and Summer III conclude with the monsters meeting the sprites. An interlude in the middle of the session reverts the forest back into a stage. The audience stretches, eats, goes to the bathroom, etc. As the curtains close, I rush toward the kids. My complete satisfaction causes the class to beam. Hard work drips down their skin from the pressure of the hot lights. But my words of affirmation let them know that the final puzzle piece is almost set. They then cheer when words of pizza escape my mouth. Once the interlude wraps up, I give everyone a cheer and hand them their red ribbons. These manifest in their blood, which will be important for later. They get back in

Mom noticed me, and a flicker of embarrassment crossed her face. However, she quickly regained her composure and said, "Nattie doesn't have much time left. Her biggest wish before she passes is to marry Davon and be a bride for one day, so we've all agreed to let them have a wedding. Nattie's terminally ill. You can't possibly deny her this one wish, can you?" I looked at Mom, feeling my heart shatter into pieces. They knew full well that Davon was my husband. "I..."

FOUL PLAY is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers BASKETBALL romance with forbidden chemistry, and two men who were never supposed to fall for each other but did anyway. Leo Marcus has one goal. To win the championship and prove he's the best point guard in the league. Nothing else matters…not his father's remarriage, not the new stepbrother who moved in last month and not the fact that this new stepbrother is Kaelen Blackwood. The arrogant, infuriating, impossibly talented star of his arch-rival team and the same man who's haunted Leo's dreams since their first game two years ago. Kaelen Blackwood has one goal too. To destroy every record, win every game, and prove that he's not just anothe

To be continued in the next Final episode Part 2 (Final showdown) 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

This is her dream, and she won’t let fear take it away from her. * The play is a resounding success. The final curtain falls to thunderous applause, and Mary Lou stands on stage, basking in the spotlight, her heart soaring with pride and relief. As the cast take their bows and the applause begins to fade, she steps down from the stage to be greeted by her friends. Eloise, Eliza, and Fay hurry over, their faces glowing with excitement and pride. Aaron is already by Mary Lou's side, handing her a bouquet of vibrant flowers.

After we ate, they handed us back the lapel mics and guided us to the prepared platform for the game where Declan was already waiting. "Hello, ex-couples." He greeted us and shook our hands. "Once again, congratulations! Deena, Trenton, Allyson, Ethan, Sam and Leticia. You have officially reached the final stage of the show. You can expect the games and activities to be more intense as we approach the end. We will trust your trust, care, support and teamwork with each other, but we will also try to break it. In the end, which couple will remain true to each other? Which couple will hold each other's hands until the end? Which couple the audience, the judges and the crew, will choose to be th

Mila asked Lily while yelling because of the loud music the DJ was playing, and Lily nodded without uttering a word. “What's the first step?” Lily asked Tessa, who was roaming her eyes around, hoping to see the man they were eagerly waiting for. “I haven't seen him yet. I hope he won't disappoint the club today. Let's wait for an hour, the game begins the moment he steps in.” Tessa yelled and Lily nodded. “I can't wait to begin.” Lillian whispered, and they walked to the bar and sat on the stool. “What do you want, ladies?” The bartender asked while smiling sheepishly.