The Last One Standing Book Novels & Stories

~Zion’s POV~ I didn’t fucking tell her offense numbers 2, 3, and 4. What is this? Why the fuck did that bitch kiss me? Now I’m in trouble. I hoped this cold water would cool me down, but suddenly the urge to ride solo rushed in like lightning. But then an idea flooded in, and right now I am going to ride solo right in front of her. Water was dripping off my body as I came out of the bathroom and headed to the room without a towel on. My cock swung from my right thigh to my left. I saw her heated face and smiled. It’s fucking working. I then stood not far from her, making sure she could see everything that was happening. She was currently reading a book. I could tell she was currently using t

It's unmoving and I know for a fact he won't stand again to fight. I look around and see the madness coming to a slow end. The rogues falling one by one. Howling sounds through the cold air as the last few rogues take off upon seeing their leader and fellow comrades fall. In an instant I'm picked up onto my feet by Pierson, but I wobble because my broken leg shoots pain when I put any pressure on it. Pierson's hands roam my hips, arms, and face. "Are you okay?" He asks breathlessly.

Taylor said, checking his watch and Lukas screamed. "What?! Oh no!! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!!!" He cursed out loudly in frustration. "That dickhead didn't deserve to win," Lukas uttered. "Stiles didn't win," Taylor uttered and Lukas eyes widened. "Huh, You and I both know I am the only person that can compete with Stiles in any sport game. If not Stiles, who then won?" Lukas asked. "You won," Taylor replied.

“Tonye, please don’t forget what I asked you to do with my body when I’m gone…if you don’t end this now, it will never stop…” “Please we have to allow her rest,” the nurse chipped. My mother ignored the fat nurse and beckoned me one last time. “My soul will rest in peace only when you…when you destroy the Ebie goddess, that bitch…just defeat her…destroy her…not for your father or for yourself, but for me…please.” Her breathing soon became laboured when I stood up and walked to the door. I knew the last time I’d set my eyes on that body, it would be lacking the breath of life. I was very sure of that.

she announced. Hearing that call Lesley waved her hand to me. She seems sad, maybe hoping that her partner is me. But sadly not. Most of the students are called and only a few was left including me... And Wayne. "Okay our last pair is" "...Sarah Johnson and Wayne Grayson"...Sh*t. Really?! I'm trying to avoid him but this?!?! "Are you coming or not?"...I heard him spoke. *sigh* I have no choice so I walked along with him and we took the backseat.

it raised one hand toward Adrian. "When the final page arrives..." "...do not search for the perfect ending." "Search for the honest one." Then... it disappeared. The Gate closed with a sound like the final heartbeat of an ancient world. The Archive returned to complete silence. Only Adrian, Elias, the First Reader, the little girl, and the blue book remained. On the cover of the blue book... a new title slowly appeared. THE BOOK OF POSSIBILITIES Far away... beyond every world... beyond every Door...

And to everyone's surprise, Daniel gave a last greedy look to me but went with her. The End. ***** Find more books by ktish7: More books: patreon.com/ktish7 F*: f*.com/ktish7 I*******m: i*******m.com/ktish7

That could be herioc, but possibly a mistake. "Isn't it fun?" Boss stated as he watches people killing each other on the huge TV screen. It's more likely a cinematic movie for him. "The last man standing game?" Kalixo is sitting behind him with distance. With his crossed legs, he is reading a magazine. "Wouldn't it be fun if I joined, too?" Boss grinned. "You're my last game." Kalixo closed his magazine and threw it on the table. "Last game? I didn't know you had that?"

The Turning Point The last man standing hesitated. Weapon still raised. But his confidence— Gone. “What are you?” he whispered. I tilted my head slightly. Not smiling. Not angry. Just… certain. “You already know.” The End of the Fight He pulled the trigger. Too slow. I moved before the shot even fired. Closed the distance. Disarmed him. And in one clean motion— He hit the ground. Still. Silent. The Aftermath The fire crackled again. The night settled. The chaos— Gone.

Still, I hope to keep weaving beautiful stories with all the people that I came to love in this world right up to the last page of life. THE END (book 1 of the trilogy)