The Last City Novels & Stories

On the third to last day before my planned death, I would face the world’s cruelty one more time. I replied with care. “Yes, Mr. Cardea.” I let out a quiet laugh at myself. People prepared for a rainy day to survive. I prepared for one to die.

I had known this for a long time. My eyelids felt so heavy. I was ready to go. I was so tired. Selena was crying loudly, but I couldn't comfort her anymore. On April 20th, I closed my eyes for the last time and slipped away.

Morning arrived long before Elena realized it, not because she saw the sun rise, but because the city woke around her. A delivery truck rumbled past her apartment at exactly six-thirty, right on schedule. Downstairs, the old woman dragged her metal watering can across the balcony floor, humming the same off-key tune she had sung every morning for nearly three years. In the distance, the first call to prayer drifted through the cool morning air, blending seamlessly with the chatter of early commuters. On the surface, nothing had changed, but to Elena, everything had.

Lucas' downfall wasn't a victory for me. It was a long-overdue release. He was soon to be extradited back home for trial. Before his departure, his lawyer reached out with one final request. He wanted to see me one last time. I hesitated as a storm of emotions swirled in my chest. In the end, I agreed. Maybe it was for closure, I decided to look him in the eyes one last time and leave our marriage with no regrets. When we met, I was caught off guard. The man before me bore no trace of the Lucas I once knew.

All the things we had left had to be used up close. “Do we fall back?” Peter yelled over the noise. “No way!” If we fell back, they would find out our entrances and breach South City. I stripped my jacket, joining the fray. “We stand and fight. We defend this city with our last breath!” Suddenly, there was a large explosion from hundreds of miles away, followed by others in quick succession. The explosion was so mighty that the ground shook. There was only one thing that could make that sound. Master, the job is done.

Leaving Blackthorn At the shattered main gates where the nightmare had begun, the three survivors paused. Kael looked back at the ruined campus — smoke rising, bodies everywhere, the place that had once been his entire world. “Everything I knew is gone,” he said quietly. Serena took his hand. Damien took the other. “Then we make a new world,” she whispered. They stepped through the broken gates into the outside world. The City of the Damned The highway leading into the city was a graveyard of abandoned cars, overturned trucks, and corpses. Fires burned unchecked in the distance. The once-bustling metropolis of Eldridge City was now a silent tomb under a blood-red sky.

He knew the man Nadia liked was a man named Carwyn, but that man was gone. He now has a Carwyn face, so he feels confident he can make Nadia fall in love with him. Now what he needed to do was follow Mira Aura's arrangement. Just take JK back for her, give Mira Aura, then she can free it. At that time, he might be able to tell her directly; he loved her for a long time. The extremely quiet city of H connects to the bustling city of Y. City H is still underdeveloped, so it lags behind city Y. But because the economy is not developed, the landscape of H city is much more beautiful than city Y.

- This is not a city, - the guy answered through gritted teeth. Not a city , somewhere below the earth hummed with anguish, and again the energy flows merged into swift rivers in order to converge to a single point - where the children were standing. Energy raged at the very surface, burst forth from the depths in violent bursts and flowed ... turned into a weapon, became criss-crossing bends of lightning ... It has already happened ... this is not a city, but last time the city burned down, and before that the forest burned down. - Kim! Vic grabbed him by the leg, pulled him towards him, almost dropped him. Burning discharges instantly dug into the brush. Stop, people are here! You will bur

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

You didn't reply to my messages at all. "Yes... delicious," replied Aini, sounding a little cold. He even stared outside and refused to listen to Leo, who had already spoken. "Why... didn't you come last night?" asked Aini finally. This made Leo silent for a few moments; luckily, they were at a red light. He blinked a few times and faced Aini, trying to understand what she was saying.