The Last Of Left Behind Novels & Stories

"Then you're alone in a world of eight billion humans who will hunt you until the end of time. You can't be our shield forever." POV: General Silas Thorne "She’s the last one, boys. If she dies, the magic is gone for good." Silas looked back at his men, a grim, triumphant smile on his face. He pointed a gloved finger at Rhea, who stood silhouetted against the black sun.

I also don't wanna get in trouble and get my name in any record before I leave this campus. Even inside the classroom the bullies still followed me, throwing crumbled paper on the back of my head, kicking my chair, would stick bubblegum on my table and so much more and the only thing I can do is ignore them. I sighed in relief when finally the class dismissed, I stood up and was about to keep my things when suddenly Jade snatched a notebook from my bag, my eyes widen when I saw Aria's diary. I'm the only person she trusts not to read her diary so she made me keep it because she fears her brother Jax finds out about her secrets.

Their jobs were to protect their Alpha and Luna and to also help with cake duties. As time went on, the humans started to hunt and kill werewolves for sport. The ones whowere able to get away found frfuge in the deep parts of the forest. The last known sighting was well over a hundred years ago {END OF STORY} Ash has gotten older since then and there have been many changes in her life now. Unfortunately, her grandfather had passed away a few years ago, then this past year she lost her mother to cancer. It's been very hard for her nut she is very lucky to have her life long best friends, Kime and Toni by her side.

I smiled sincerely and turned away from the prison. After seeing Vivian for the last time, I would never need to see her again in this life. She would disappear from my world forever. And my world would finally see the warmth of spring.

The opening sealed shut behind them both. Silence swallowed the facility whole. Then every screen flared to life one last time, displaying a single final message: DAY SEVEN HAS BEGUN. THE ORIGINAL IS COMING. AND IT KNOWS HER NAME.

The chamber shook as the dark energy dissipated, and the crystal shattered, its light fading away. Breathless and exhausted, the group stood victorious. They had overcome the trials of the final realm and prevented the emergence of the God Giant Statue of Destroyers. But as they looked around, they realized that their journey was far from over. Cliffhanger: As they prepared to leave the final realm, the ground beneath them began to crumble, and they were plunged into darkness. They found themselves in an unfamiliar place, and a new, more formidable enemy awaited them, setting the stage for the next phase of their journey.

And the last words from the child echo: “The girl who disappeared… is the world’s end.”

I have bruises on my bruises. "We've fucked our way around the world," I whisper, staring at the ceiling fan. "Destroying her empire one orgasm at a time." "It's effective," Alex mumbles into the pillow. "It's insane," I say. "But... eleven down." "Where is the last one?" Alex asks, sitting up. "Echo?" "Triangulation complete," Echo says. "The final server. The master node." A map projects onto the wall. It’s in Baja.

"Victor Blackwood finished the final chapter. You are the epilogue. Now, step into the briefcase." "I don't belong to the Syndicate." Lyra’s blood hit the dirt. It didn't soak in. It turned into letters. "The stats are against you, child." The man opened the case. "Total wipeout of 99% of sentient anomalies is standard procedure for a series finale. You're the last 1%." "Then I'm the one who decides how it ends." Lyra looked at Kael. "Jump." "What?" "The black line! Jump into the tear!"

Back on the plane, Tamsin ran diagnostics on the chip while the jet sliced through the clouds. “It’s real,” she confirmed. “We’re in.” “What’s the location of the final Lazarus site?” Isabella asked. Tamsin blinked at the screen. “Oh my god…” Alexander leaned over. “Where is it?” Tamsin turned to them, pale. “New York City.” — The war was heading to its final battlefield. Blackwood wasn’t hiding anymore. He was standing in the open, daring them to stop him. And this time, he wouldn’t leave survivors.