The Final Play Novels & Stories

--- Final Shift I do not know what this marriage will become. I do not operate on uncertainty. But I recognise change when it occurs. And this— Is change. --- Final Line (HOOK) If anyone attempts to diminish her— They will answer to me. And that— Is not strategy. It is instinct.

As I reached out to touch it, I felt my form beginning to fade away. In those final moments of disappearing, I heard a voice from outside. "Somebody's committed suicide!"

Umbrie rehearsed with the others too. She was looking stunning in her white dress with blue belt and a silver crown on her head. Keiran and his friends were in the audience watching. The play finally started and everyone executed their lines perfectly. Everyone watching was filled with excitement and good judgment towards the play. It was finally time for the final scene. The scene with only Terry and Umbrie. They were together on stage holding each other's hands. They said their lines and as they bought their head together slowly for a pose to end the play, Terry slammed his lips on Umbrie's — kissing her in a savoring manner.

“After all that drama, they’re giving you a bouquet?” “Dr. Alcott, we’re sorry.” After they apologized, they asked excitedly, “Dr. Alcott, have you seen what’s happening online?” I shook my head. I quickly opened my phone and realized that the day Peter caused the scene had all been streamed online. In all the chaos, the person streaming forgot to turn off the live stream. Everyone saw what the two of them had really done. Skyler and Peter were facing prison time anyway. This probably would not make much difference for them.

Today was an opportunity to prove myself to them all… maybe even to myself that I was worthy of being an Alpha figure to them. As we began the final approach to the gazebo set up for the ceremony, everyone stood from their seats, Forever Young began playing, and the words hung heavy in the air, hitting hard in my heart. We placed the casket gently down, and with a nod of acknowledgment from the others carrying the casket alongside me, I found myself looking at the many photographs that had been set up around the decorated gazebo of Uncle Trent, so many happy memories…

“Alright. It's clear you've all rested and it's time for our last game. Just to be clear, whatever drinking or eating that happened during the break didn't add to your scores.” “Bummer,” Easton grinned. “The final game will be a turning point ladies and gentlemen!” Eddie announced with flourish. “You've battled and struggled for the top all day and this will be the deciding factor of who gets the bacon.” I couldn't stop my amused snort and was rewarded by a playful glare from him. “Now, couples, please stand in a straight line. Men on one side and women on the other.” Easton gave my hand a little squeeze and I returned the gesture. We arranged ourselves swiftly and six maids marched out, thr

On the flight home, the plane starts shaking violently. Certain I'm about to die, I call my husband, Rhys Callahan, to say my last words. He hangs up on me, and his auto-reply flashes on the screen. "Driving. On my way to pick up Daphne." I've taken 86 flights in our five years of marriage. Every time I'm about to land, I ask him to come get me, and every time, the answer is the same. "Daphne's getting in too. I have to pick her up." He picks up Daphne Langston all 86 times. The lowest point comes during a rainstorm. I drag my suitcase through the downpour outside the terminal for two hours, unable to get a ride. When I call him, Daphne's voice comes through, laughing. "Oh, Rhys is h

It was Elaine calling. "Hey, did you sort out the hospital stuff? You promised to play with us today. Bail on us, and you're toast," she said, loud enough for me to hear. Lance gave me that awkward look. I just said, "Go on." He wavered for a second, then stood up. "I'll just play for a bit and come back. Elaine's got a ranking match today, and she won't stop nagging if I don't help out."

With brisk steps he was out the door and made Hunter confirm the fact Tai had called him weird to be true. Hunter was about to put the money into the cash register when he found the note in it. ‘reservation for table 14 by 9:50pm’ “if we aren’t closed already” He muttered in response to his letter. “Take care of yourself okay?” Jeanie said to Louisa with her hands cupping her little face. They were outside the hotel room saying their final goodbyes to each other in the windy night. The baby girl nodded affirmatively and had a bright smile on her face.

"I was the one who did Annie's last surgery! It was terminal stomach cancer… I couldn't even find a place to make the first incision! Do you know how much pain she was in? But you, her boyfriend, kept ignoring her, hurting her. You gave up on her again and again! Annie said she never wanted to see you again. She doesn't want to see anything that could remind her of you. So… Leave." Wade's eyes were welling with tears, while Zach was already crying a mess on the floor, his face stained with tears and blood. His pupils shook as he stared at the urn. "Did she…really say that?" Wade just looked at him coldly, giving no answer. Zach took a deep breath and closed his eyes. A tear slid down his fac