The Last Gihad Novels & Stories

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.

He just watched as his family turned away from him for the last time. The Final March With the mole neutralized and the invitation waiting for them, the Shahs prepared for their most dangerous mission yet. Arman checked his weapon. “We don’t go in blind. We control the battleground this time.” Priya, still shaken but determined, nodded. “And if this is the final battle, we make sure they never rise again.” Ayesha exhaled, staring at the coordinates one last time. “Let’s finish this.” As they stepped into the night, they knew—this wasn’t just revenge. It was the endgame. And they wouldn’t lose.

'Target detected,' computer sounded, 'Miss Karen, a sister to Gaies, who caused riot in the city in the year 2042 and caused much loss to the city by terminating of 200 of our soldiers. "What is the meaning of this Chelsea," Chester asked her with no hesitation. "Karen had a brother who caused a bigger battle to be fought while our president was constructing this city," Chelsea notified him. "Welcome Mr. Chester, we had expected you much earlier to reach this island," Mr. Gordon talked to Chester while standing on his feet and stretching out his hand to greet him, "welcome to Gordon city, your presence is appreciated by us as a community in this ideal world of love and unity."

Each of my word was a scalpel, it carved doubt into the predator who thought he had the advantage, It replaced intention with reaction and replaced pride with desperation. And then, the alley wall pressed against his back and the ice cold stone offered no comfort, the silver blade found its mark clean through his heart. With no show and no hesitation, his body shuddered, It convulsed and began to disintegrate. Ash fell to the concrete and I watched until nothing remained. The aftermath was my routine. I cleaned the blade, I wiped the traces till every surface returned to normal, I collected the token, a small silver ring because it was proof. Nothing in the world outside this alley would rem

Aarif gasped before going limp and falling to the ground. Sikandar floated in the air, staring at Aarif’s body. He felt a mixture of pride and disgust, ‘My first kill and it’s the final boss. I did the right thing, right? Why do I feel sick?’ “YEAH!” The Asadistanis cheered but couldn’t celebrate for long as the Barfistanis continued their attack. “DON’T STOP FIGHTING! THE BATTLE ISN’T OVER!” Badr screamed as he speared a royal guard, before moving on to the next.

Hadassah declared, though at least she had the sense to keep her voice low "Silence," said Moriah. "Remember where you are. They were heading to the Garde Hundreds had come to the battle gates to bear witness to the burning of the Battle of Blood. The smell in the air was ugly. Even for soldiers, it was hard not to feel uneasy at such an affront to the gods most had worshiped all their live

Day by day he was turning into a psychopath. Then after I saw Mr. Jihad had a smile on his face and said, “What are we waiting for gang. Let’s forget about all the plans and charge on ahead.” Madarashi was able to even encourage everyone and lifted their spirits. A great battle started. There was gunfire everywhere. Some of us was injured and I treated them. But if I had to count, I would say we were on the lead because of Mr.Jihad and Madarashi’s duo. They took down most of the enemy and both of their attacks was amazingly synchronized. But even so we were short on numbers. So, I decided to join the fight too and that is when I understood that we shouldn’t underestimate ourselves because I

Chapter 57: Guida POV Guida and Salvatore knew that their final confrontation with the mafia would be their greatest challenge yet. They meticulously planned their approach, considering every possible outcome and strategizing their every move. They were prepared to risk everything for the sake of justice and redemption. The night of the final showdown arrived, cloaking the city in an air of tension and uncertainty. Guida and Salvatore, armed with determination and a burning desire for change, made their way to the designated location—a disused warehouse on the outskirts of town. The dimly lit interior served as a fitting backdrop for the impending clash between light and darkness.

Not against each other. Against us. Scene 140: Hayate's Last Stand The grey soldiers and serpent warriors struck the centre line at once. Tide shields shattered. Wolves were thrown backward. The courtyard flooded with red and grey water, cold enough to numb my legs. “Fall back,” Toren shouted. No one could hear him over the clash. Hayate climbed onto a broken pillar. “Kiyomi.” She looked up. He pointed toward the eastern gate. A new force poured through it.

she urged, her voice filled with a sense of urgency. Liam's eyes locked with Emily's, his voice filled with a quiet resolve. "We've come too far to be defeated now. We must tap into our inner strength, find a weakness, and press on," he replied, his voice laced with determination. With their backs against the wall, Emily and Liam knew that this was their last stand. The outcome of the battle would determine not only their fate but the fate of all those affected by the far-reaching consequences of the conspiracy. Their determination burned bright, as they prepared to unleash everything they had in a final bid for victory.