The Last Of Novels & Stories

Nolan’s POV It’s been four months since we arrived at the last pack, deep in the northern forests, far from other settlements. The world outside changed, but here we’re rebuilding. The last pack—once the last surviving group after the attacks and poisoned water—now rests under a council’s rule. Around the old wooden table, Emily squeezed my hand under it. I smiled. She clings to me lately, and I don’t mind. I don’t get her insecurity. The last pack is now led by a council: me, Emily, Hunter, Salem, Domus, Kaden, and Liam.

Elias didn’t pull back. Their faces were close now. Close enough that I could see the storm in Elias’s eyes. Close enough to see something colder in Cassian’s. Neither of them looked at me. They looked at each other. Hunter. Vampire. History burned in that space. And I was the fault line splitting it open. Elias spoke. Not louder than the storm. Sharper. “By authority of the Order… Selene Virell is declared irredeemable.” The words hit harder than the blade ever could.

The day Martin Lovell is crowned king, I'm made his queen. During the kingdom's founding ceremony, assassins attack Martin and me, and I step in to stop them. But as I'm shielding Martin, he grabs me and pulls me into a blade's path so that I take the hit meant for my half-sister. As the blade sinks into my flesh, the blood filling my mouth stifles my cries of pain. Martin holds the trembling Rosie Franklin in his arms, gently wiping away her tears as he says to me, "Helena Franklin, you know how it is. You're a skilled fighter, and you even have supernatural powers. But your sister has none of that." I die in despair. As my consciousness fades, I hear the system's voice. [Helena, you

but one last wish was killing me. i wanted to see Albert for last time..

I chuckled and looked at him, “I am guilty.” “I can understand but your wolf is powerful among any of them. You need special training to control him.” the Alpha stated. “What do you mean?” “Onyx! In clear words, I saw your wolf. A black wolf!” “What is so clear about it, I mean I know I am a black werewolf. What is so special about it?” I asked him. Alraic looked at me with a stern gaze and replied in a serious tone, “you are the last of your kind, Onyx! The black werewolves were extinct twenty years ago but now you showed up.”

�𝗲𝘀, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀. 𝗜 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 �

His eyes landed on the red marks he left on my pale neck "This was the last straw Aleka with this I get my last evidence and you loose your last chance........." He left the area and other's followed Not before giving his last command "Throw her into the dungeons "

"One last time, I need you to make love to me. Please, let me know the feeling of having you for one last time" To be continued...!

FILM SHOW May 26, 2021 ZACK "This will be the last," I murmured firmly as I gritted my teeth into him, my gaze fixed on his. I blinked before returning my focus to the fragments of his photograph. "And these? And all of these?" I paused. "If you think you can trick me for the second time, you've failed," I sneered. As I watched the rage cross his face again, I narrowed my eyes at him. He looks like he's about to erupt at any minute.

This was the last time she was going to touch him. The last time she was going to hold him. The last time she was going see him. This was finally their last goodbye.