Novel & Cerita The Last Life Book

“Tonye, please don’t forget what I asked you to do with my body when I’m gone…if you don’t end this now, it will never stop…” “Please we have to allow her rest,” the nurse chipped. My mother ignored the fat nurse and beckoned me one last time. “My soul will rest in peace only when you…when you destroy the Ebie goddess, that bitch…just defeat her…destroy her…not for your father or for yourself, but for me…please.” Her breathing soon became laboured when I stood up and walked to the door. I knew the last time I’d set my eyes on that body, it would be lacking the breath of life. I was very sure of that.

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.

He was clearly taking his final breaths. "Even though you're a ruthless and dishonorable man, Leto, out of consideration for our past friendship, I'll have you buried in a good place," Thiago said. Leto stared at Thiago. Even in his last moments, his gaze was brimming with hatred. Slowly, his breathing faltered. He died with eyes wide open. Thiago exhaled heavily. With mixed emotions, he said, "Maybe his life would've turned out differently if he hadn't been part of the Hexen Coven."

Meanwhile, Captain Stone buried Adam and I side by side. The day the funeral ended, my son's soul and mine also began to gradually dissipate. Before completely disappearing, my son asked me. "Mommy, can I still be your son in my next life?" I smiled and nodded at him confidently. Because I had seen God. He had told me that because I had been a good person for ten reincarnations, He was willing to grant me two wishes. The first wish was that my son and I could live happily in another world.

My hand was shaking because I was afraid to do the thing I had never done before. The dark and narrow surroundings were full of guns pointed at around me. "Let me go, Lever because for what you have done, there is nothing left in Winchester, if you kill me, they will kill you either," President Hernandez told me. They didn't really know that my father's Rifle was still alive, they still believe that I'm the last Winchester. "If I'm going to die too? Why don't I take you with me?" I whispered to Jacob Hernandez. "Lever, release President Hernandez," Secretary Luke ordered me.

“Tell me, am I wrong for thinking negatively about Maddie?” Eliza drew in a deep breath before nodding. Theo's brows met because of it. "If you do not trust Miss Maddie's love for you then…" Eliza confidently looked at Theo. "You do not deserve her." She added with determination in her eyes. This might be her final moments so she wants it to do something good. Theo stared at her. The guards can feel the tension rising up. It is rare that people go against their god, especially a mere servant. They know that she will be the first and last.

"He's an incredible writer. He let Pat read a couple of his short stories, and she gave them to me. They were real dark, but beautiful. One was about what goes on in the space between moments of time. It was called 'The Second Hand.' He had this character who suddenly begins to live between the moments, and finds that there is more going on there than in normal time." "Sounds interesting. What made the story dark?" "The guy was in the last hour of his life. But it took him a year to live it." "Did the guy know it was his last hour?" Ray hesitates. He must know Seymour is not well. "I don't know, Lara." He has not used my name before. "Call me Sita," I say, surprising myself. He raises an eye

Smiling, I turned off the screen, then I tossed the phone into the ocean. The sunlight felt wonderful. I'd already received what was rightfully mine. I could finally throw away the very last remnant of my old life.

"I am what I am, Papa. Tell Don Moretti I'm no longer his concern." I hung up. Damien came to me, draping his jacket over my shoulders. "Okay?" I leaned into him, looking at the tree in the yard. "Yeah. I'm okay." The daisies on the windowsill were long gone, replaced by fresh ones. Every week, he brought new flowers. I thought of the girl who used to follow her sister. The one who always picked up the scraps. She never imagined she'd end up here. Held. Seen. Chosen. Not leftovers. First.

"Good." Then Silas shouted from farther up the shore. "Luna!" She turned. He was standing beside the ancient book. It had opened itself on the ice. Pages were turning rapidly, one after another: Memory. Severance. Fire. Cold. Life. Death. Every paired symbol appeared, then vanished. Finally, the book reached its last page. Blank. Luna approached. Writing appeared, only one sentence. She read it aloud. "Nothing remains inherited forever." Darius came beside her. "That sounds suspiciously like an ending."