The Last Of Us Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

After he went back to the bedroom, I opened Serena's social feed. The latest post popped up instantly, "Saw a new star last night. I've got a feeling that it's going to be named after me this time." Underneath the post, her friends left playful comments. "Haha! Dream on! You think you have a romantic boyfriend like Professor Thorne?" "Who is it? Sounds impressive!" She replied vaguely, "You'll see soon enough." The next day, the observatory's official social account announced that Lucas had discovered a new star, and he had named it "S".

Linda was confused. She had never told Zach about stealing the kidney meant for Sophie. How could he have known, and how much did he know? Even as Linda pondered, another text came from Zach. [I know you've had a change of heart, and I won't ask for you to come back to me. All I want is Rory.] [Give me money, and once I leave Jadelight with Rory, I promise that you and Henry won't ever see me again.]

It’s my last link to Aiden. The paramedics tell me to hold on a little longer and I hear one of the nurses snap at Lilith telling her that now is not the time for this behavior. That’s the last thing I heard before my world went black.

"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

There were shelves with bottles on them. He kicked them over. The bottles scattered. The liquor spilled out. The old fire caught the liquor. It started burning. The flames spread fast. The hunters had to go back. Smoke filled the room. "Move, " Cassian said. We went through a passage behind the wall. Cassian was supporting me and Elias was yelling for the hunters to follow us. My shoulder hurts a lot and every step hurts. I thought I would be weak. I thought I would die. But something worse happened.

Lukas was so hell bent on finding out what his plans are and the only way was to visit Sofia and ask her if she knows anything about the strange guy. "Dude.... Don't get me killed, the vehicle is moving too fast " Taylor cautioned and chuckled. "I need to find out what's wrong with me. This is not just a coincidence, there's no hell in a way I can just torn into a mind reader overnight " Lukas stated with his gaze his gaze fixed on the road and his hands on the steering wheel. "But don't you think that's a good idea? I mean, you can finally get to create a fake ID for my mystery and we can do wonderful things with your newly discovered powers" Taylor said and Lukas chuckled.

Cassie, in turn, took a few nibbles of hers to guarantee that her energized tummy was going to be able to process anything fair yet. Talon gulped the monster nibble he had taken out of the sandwich, swallowed a few coffee, and at that point looked at her with those dazzling blues. Cassie needed to swim in them, to have all the cares in the world dissipate as she showered profound interior him. “So, final night was,” he started, holding the glass of coffee in front of his lips, “pretty fucking amazing.” Cassie’s confront went hot once more. She had nourishment in her mouth, but she gave him a sweet grin, constraining herself to see absent from his charming gaze.

Before I could say another word, the line disconnected, leaving behind nothing but the hollow beeping tone. The cold grew sharper and sharper, carving straight into my bones. Gritting my teeth, I pulled the blanket tighter around myself. Suddenly, my phone lit up with a notification. I turned my head slightly and saw that Morgan had just updated his social media. In the photo, he wore nothing but a thin short-sleeved shirt with a popsicle hanging from his mouth. 'So lucky Ms. Sheffield brought me a generator, or I would have frozen tonight too.' I stared at the picture for a long time.

He chuckled, “So let’s not break the last rule.” I nodded, “Friends. Always.” I muttered. I wish that it was true, but I know Finn. After this day or maybe after the reunion, he won’t reach out to me again. He wasn’t okay, I just hope that he’ll get past it. I loved you Finn, that’s true. But this is the end of our chapter.