The Last Cockbender Novels & Stories

Then his shoulders sagged. "You remind me of her," he said softly. "Of who I used to be. Before the bonds. Before the corruption." He looked at his hands. "I was a healer once. I helped people. And then I made one mistake. Tried to save someone using dark magic. And it consumed me." "It's not too late. You can still help people. By letting me end this." "It is too late. For me." But he lowered his hands. The magic binding Mara and Marcus released.

"Mind your own business, brat." The waitress looked terrified and stumbled away. She turned my way, her tone casual, like we were catching up. "By the way, we no longer employ the lawyer who processed your paperwork. "He had the nerve to go against the family and secretly prepare your divorce documents. Rocco personally kicked him out of the city. "Do you see how worthless you are? You just keep dragging others down for no reason. Everyone in the Falcone family sees you as an ungrateful traitor." Hearing that, I felt my whole world crumbling. Even someone who tried to help me suffered because of me. I was nothing but bad luck to anybody near me.

"Sam, I really didn't mean for this to happen! I just didn't want Jess to blame you, so I hurried to bring it back. I…" She seemed too flustered to go on, so the other operators jumped in to help her. "It's just a watch. Celia just borrowed it, and it's not like she was keeping it. Why are you making such a big deal?" "She even hurt her knee and elbow rushing to return it!" "We're all on the same team. Isn't helping each other what we're supposed to do? Jessica, you are one of our best broadcasters! No need to be so petty!"

Belle's POV I sat looking at the mirror while preparing for Christian's celebratory dinner. Two weeks ago, we had discovered his uncle had been the architect of the news and Alexander had stripped him off his position, sending him to head the lower branch in South Arizona. Today, Christian was named chairman and we were to celebrate. But I didn't feel that celebratory urge in me as I realized it was all going to be over soon.

Just like that, in one year, he burned through sixty-three. At this moment, he was on number 64. I stood there, bent over, shaking slightly, trying to ignore the stabbing pain in my belly as I faced the client. "Mr. Coleman, I'm really sorry about all this." He just gave me a look, shook his head with a sigh, and did not lay into me. Bowing, I saw Walter tenderly fixing Janet's hair. "Watch where you're going next time, or you might hurt yourself on something!"

"She was involved in embezzlement. I gathered all the evidence myself. She's looking at at least 10 years." It was the explanation he wanted to give me. And the last piece of redemption he could offer himself. Even though he knew that I no longer cared. He kneeled at the grave for an entire day and night. By the time his assistant forcibly carried him away, he had completely lost feeling in his legs. … Three years later, the business world of Riverdale underwent a major shake-up. Brooks Group, once at the height of its success, ultimately declared bankruptcy under Conrad's reckless expansion and increasingly extreme decisions.

Krystal's resolute nod reinforced our commitment to follow his advice, understanding the necessity of maintaining a low profile in this volatile Following Krystal's lead, I followed her towards the bar, the familiar strains of Bob Seger's "Main Street" resonating through the air. The choice of music only confirmed what I had already suspected – we were indeed in a biker bar. In my mind, Fat Bob had always been associated with images of Harley-Davidsons, cold beers, and Tom Cruise's infamous underwear dance. Little did I know that tonight, I would be adding toothy strippers to that rather eclectic mental picture.

That wasn't all as he then had his medical license revoked and was fired by the clinic. He became jobless and ended up handing out flyers on the street. One day, Ava soiled herself on purpose once more. Ethan snapped, triggering a fierce fight between them. Ava had no intention of dying all by herself. With the last of her strength, she grabbed Ethan and dragged him over the edge with her. The day they died, the comments disappeared too. Before they disappeared completely, they left me one last message, "Tonya Bender, you are no longer the villainess in the hero and heroine's love story. Live well from now on."

he finishes. This man is sick. When did this happen? He's delusional. He's a murderer. "I love you baby girl, but I can't have you stand in my way." His claws come out and he raises his hand high in the air. I close my eyes and just picture all the good things in my life and wait. There's no way I can beat him. He's too powerful. I wait and open my eyes when I hear a loud groan. I look and see Pierson on top of him.

He lost a leg from the accident, but I did not feel anything for him. Compared to the pain I suffered, losing a leg was nothing. Afterward, Sophia told me that Peyton's company collapsed and he had a mental breakdown. He was admitted to a psychiatric hospital. After Hannah got out of prison, she tried to get money from him, thinking things could go back to how they were before. Unexpectedly, Peyton stabbed her. Hannah was critically injured, and Peyton went to prison. When I heard the news, I simply nodded. They got what they deserved. My new life had already begun. From now on, each day would be a fresh start.