Novel & Cerita The Last Of Us Final Chapter

We gave it our best and when we look back, we can proudly say, ‘Hell yeah, at least I tried. ~~~ THE END! That is it! The last chapter. We have Epilogue next. But ADWTD has officially come to an end. Colton and Racheal thank you for your company and reading their love story filled with mystery, killings, suspense, kisses and tons of drama. Thank you! And lots of love! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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.

THE END. This bonus chapter ends here, and I will not be answering questions about Luther. The answer will come at the right time. ❤ xoxo, Cassandra M

“He as it were has ten minutes to fix up between battles. There is another challenger holding up straight after this one, and divine beings know how numerous more after that.” Cassie felt unhinged, but she was solidified with fear at the same time. She was having inconvenience retaining the brutal rules of this bizarre shifter world. The as it were overwhelming thought in her intellect was that she couldn’t stand to see Claw get hurt. “When does it stop?” Cassie inquired delicately. She was perplexed that she knew the answer. “There are as it were three ways this can end,” Amy replied bleakly. “Either he routs each final one of them, or he surrenders and readily loses the position, or …”

"But that's sudden. We just got into a partnership. You're just going to throw it away?" I pulled her fingers off me and stepped away. "It's in its final phase. My partner can handle the rest. I have another project to handle." My stepping away hurt her heart. She stared at me, dazed. Lauren extended her trembling hand, and it hung in midair. Her instincts told her I was not coming back, but she asked, "When are you coming home?" I shook my head and put on a smile. "Never." Sorrow crept onto her face. She stared at me in disbelief. She kept trying to grab me, but I kept moving back, so she stopped. Like an abandoned puppy, she did not have the courage to move forward to someone who had just

⸻ Soft. ⸻ Lonely. ⸻ Hopeful. ⸻ And terrifyingly familiar. ⸻ “Has someone finally come for me?” ⸻ 🌌❤️💀 ⸻ End of Chapter 73 🖤 To Be Continued…

Hello everyone, how are you? The last chapter 'London not L.A' is the last official chapter of this book, however, I will be posting a few chapters of different events that happened after the end of the book. I'm expecting to post around two to four chapters over the coming week, once per week is my aim. I will also be editing my chapters, not to worry I won't change the story. Thank you for your support and I hope you enjoy it. Remember to share, like and comment so that I will be motivated to post the additional chapters faster.

"You're finally offline." ​"I'm exactly where I need to be," Liam replied, pulling her close. ​The chapter ends with the three of them standing under the vast, unmonitored sky. The "White Coat Contract" was a ghost. The only thing left was the woodsmoke, the stars, and the steady, human warmth of a family that had finally learned how to just be.

I whisper to myself, voice trembling but determined: I’m late… late to prove that love is still possible. I take one last look at the house as the taxi guy loads the boxes into the booth, wondering if I’ll ever get a chance to prove my mother wrong, even though she isn’t alive. I shake my head, wiping my tears with the back of my hands, muttering, "I don’t know anymore." *** ~>Hello Readers, Author here. The last chapter of the day will be uploaded before the end of the day (UTC +8) I'm sorry for the delay and to compensate that — Tomorrow I'll drop 4 chapters ~

Because my older sister, Zara Gomez, dreamed of becoming a psychologist, I became her favorite test subject simply because I had been highly sensitive since birth. She said children should not be given too much security, so my parents missed every important moment in my life for years. She said people at their lowest should not be coddled, so when I was critically injured in a car accident, they turned around and went on vacation to Coral Isle. Only Aaron Shaw ever stood up to them. He would tell me gently, "Cry if you need to. I'm here." Then came the wedding by the beach. I waited and waited, but he never showed. Holding up the hem of my wedding dress, I searched the beach anxiou