The Last Of Novels & Stories

Reading through all of them, she saw that the last one was a bit different. It read: Here's to love, laughter, and happily ever after. Signed: Eli (Chief Planner!)

tells me sadly, “But the good news is, Dan is safe. I can promise you that. He was the last of his kind.” I am worried about my friend. This would seem to be excellent news, but Hope looks terrible. And what sort of ghost is she referring to? “He was the last? Are you serious,” Dan asks with joy, ‘Oh Hope, I don’t know how to thank you!” He spontaneously jumps from the couch and hugs her, prompting a faint smile from my friend. Faint, but present. “Yes, he was the last,” she tells him seriously, “You are safe now.” “How do you know,” Dan asks, and I don’t blame him, as I too want to know, “What happened? Were you able to question him?”

After killing the sixth prince, I never imagined it would cost me my life. It no longer matters, as the world has finally come to an end. I am free. I, Zarah, am the last human in the area. There's no point in fighting if I'm going to be alone in the end, regardless of whether I liberate the world from the demons.

Ava was the last person to join. " Quadruplet in action; "Operation gets rid of the ugly face"! " They all exclaimed in unison...

She couldn't call anyone at the moment,she didn't want to trouble anyone in the first place,she knew her time is near after all. It's all over now,she give her last breath. T.B.C

she yells right before her gun goes off and I see stars. Niki really shot me on my heart, yet it’s not hatred I feel as I take my last breath. “I love you with every fibre in my body,” those are the last words I want her to hear~~~~~

But for Lilia, none of that mattered. Her eyes were fixed on the painting—the last item of the night. "Horizon’s Lament," a masterpiece by Elian Devereux, the last work from the renowned artist before his untimely death. She had spent months studying it—memorizing every brushstroke, tracing the artist's intentions in catalog prints, and immersing herself in its history. This was more than just a painting. It was her last connection to something pure, something untouchable. And tonight, she was determined to win it.

[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.

" ᴵ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᵇʳⁱᵈᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ˡⁱᶠᵉ "

He never got the time nor the chance to do so,he thought that he could as well spend the last moments of his life fulfilling his dream. Lucia didn't question why he wanted to watch a movie when he couldn't see. She walked towards him and prepared the movie he requested. It was a movie called my last wish. She could feel her tears brimming but she stopped herself from letting them down. She could only smile bitterly as she switched off all the lights and settled next to him while the movie played. They watched the movie in silence, enjoying the presence of each other. Lucia undoubtedly knew that this was their last night together but she still pulled herself together.