The Last Of Novels & Stories

At three in the morning, my husband, Houston Rodgers, who was away on a business trip, posted on social media. "Three sleepless nights, and I finally managed to snag a sleeper ticket to Daim." My heart softened. I never imagined he’d go to such lengths just to help me get home to visit my sick grandmother. The next day, a colleague looked at me enviously. "I wish I could find a husband as devoted to his wife as yours is." I smiled happily and had just typed out "Thanks for working so hard, honey" when a new post from Heather Conrad, my husband’s female apprentice, popped up. It was a screenshot of a sleeper ticket. The passenger’s name was Heather Conrad. Her caption read: "Thanks for s

Ricardo Tucci suffered from severe prosopagnosia, constantly mistaking me for my best friend, Ella Henderson. At an antique auction, he won the gem brooch I had coveted for years, only to hand the box to Ella. When I pointed out his mistake, he merely shrugged it off. "It's just a piece of jewelry. Since it suits her, she can keep it." At an exclusive gala, Ricardo walked down the red carpet with Ella on his arm, while I, his actual fiancée, was stopped at the doors, left to endure the humiliating stares of high society. Afterward, his excuse was as careless as ever. "My face blindness got in the way again. Sorry you had to deal with that." On my birthday, he promised to drive us to o

11:59 p.m. "Happy 10th anniversary, my girlfriend!" With Blake West's handsome face before me and our friends watching expectantly, I closed my eyes and made a wish over the candles. 12:00 a.m. Blake immediately reached over and carefully removed the tiara tangled in my hair without pulling a single strand. His charming eyes curved into a teasing smile. "Happy breakup, ex-girlfriend." The private room erupted in cheers. "It's that time of year again! Congrats, Blake. You're a free man!" "Bets are open! If you think they'll get back together, place your bets with me. If you think they won't, go see Brooks!" Amid the flashing lights and pounding music, I remained quietly in my seat as

He answered confidently. "Your answers are too long Enrique." I said. "Yah! I slowly learned how to answer long, how to answer in paragraph way and not only a phrases." He said. "The last question my dear, what's the last question?" I asked. "The last question is, 'If today is Valentines Day, who will you bring into a date?' Hmm. You. Katie. Because why do I need to find someone else. You are just infront me." He answered gladly.

I said while chuckling at her annoyed face. "Jerk!"...she blurted and then looked away. She really has to fight back huh? "Okay class, now listen to me, Since you're finishing your first semester of college, this activity qill be your last and final exam for this subject, that's why I paired you because this is a pairing activity which all of you need to focus on having teamwork and great companionship."...she explained so I looked at Sarah and smiled a little tiny bit and listened again.

Even though Arnold can't beat me. 'Arnold? So, you—' The woman laughed. The woman's eyes bulged, looking pleased with the change in Raymond's expression. 'Precisely. I killed him. Do you know what his last wish was?' 'I don't want to hear,' Raymond approached the woman, preparing to fire the bullet back at the woman. 'Don't touch Raymond Cooper,' the woman laughed again. 'But you innocently took your own death! I feel sorry for Arnold. His struggle was in vain—'

Perhaps, this is the last time we will ever see them. Drop me a couple gems and a comment to support me, please. Thank you.

I broke the device stepping on it without even thinking for a second and then I took Victor in my arms wrapped in the sheet. I would take him with me far away from there and I would make him tell me everything he remembered, I understood that wolves were extinct and there were none left, but in my arms was the last wolf in the world perhaps. I had to protect that child who had survived. He was weak, skinny, and perhaps in agony from exhaustion, he reminded me of me for some reason. "I'll keep you safe Victor," I said as I led him to a car not too far from the cabin, to go out on the dirt path to the main road.

Tears brim his eyes and the last question comes out in a shaky breath. My tears stream down my face for the millionth time today. The round diamond sparkles spectacularly like the stars in the night sky. It's absolutely stunning. All the pain and suffering have led us to this moment. This moment in time where we can finally accept that nothing will stand in our way and nothing will ever tear us apart. We are it for each other forever. "Yes," I whisper. The End

Angels appeared in a variety of guises and, when it came to a certain time, a descendant of angels and demons was born to people, who would sweep all people off the face of the earth . They called him the word Ultima, the last. I looked up at Scott, terrified. It was a good thing he didn't see it! On the very last page there was a list of all the Ultima. It turns out there were an awful lot of them. And there was also a list of angels and archangels approaching the end of the world! And the first were Rahiel and Raphael. I saw Raphael once in my life. And, it seems, he has the same monastery...