The Last One Standing Book Novels & Stories

“I know exactly.” Joe pulled her closer. “Sleep, baby. Have sweet, happy dreams.” And there in the circle of his arms, his heart beating strong and steady against her cheek, she did. **** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed following the individual and group stories of the ‘Fighting For Love’ series characters. ‘Fighting Back’ (Fighting For Love #5), is the last book in the series. It will be mainly Nick and Mia’s story, as they adjust to some pretty major changes in their relationship – with love and courage and hope.

Would they ever be free? Or was this their life now? A never-ending war. The Last Stand The ground jolted as the first explosion detonated outside. Victor’s voice was tight over the comms. “They’re here.” And I will make sure you pay, Maya thought angrily, clenching her fingers tightly around the gun in her grip. Zane stepped next to her, his presence solid, grounding. His silver eyes shifted to meet hers. “Are you ready?”

Which was exactly what we were doing. One last hurrah, one last time facing those that tried to kill us. Facing Six’s own brother. Brother versus brother, and by the end of the night, only one would walk away. It would be Six. It had to be Six. If it wasn’t, we were both dead and they won. They’d find Five and Seven and hunt them down next. However it went, that night was the end of the Cleaners. Quite possibly my last night on earth. I’d been living on borrowed time, anyway, and was actually, strangely, thankful for it. The things I’d experienced left scars and nightmares, but others were magical.

--- But some things— --- Had to. --- Elena’s hand pressed forward— --- Closer— --- Closer— --- And just before contact— --- The system surged one final time. --- A violent burst of energy tearing through everything. --- Blinding. --- Overwhelming. --- Absolute. --- And in that final moment— As everything balanced on the edge of destruction— As one choice threatened to end it all— One final truth emerged: --- A last stand is not about winning— --- It’s about deciding… --- What is worth losing everything for.

Yummy this was good as hell. "no that is each book but this last one is a cliff hanger and the last book. It ends with the death of a main character and I may lose money from this but if it does well I will probably make over two million",I look embarrassed as they all stared at me but holy shit were they impressed by the news. I held in a giggle as I kept eating while we talked. "why did you end it?", Dean asked wanting to know I guess he looked intrigued.

"It was someone who loved you, Elara. Someone the world forgot so we could live." The Last-Stand Valor had won the day, but at the cost of the family’s foundation. The sky was still cracked, and the Exterminator Fleet was still out there, but the Internal-Invasion had failed. The Haven was quiet, save for the sound of the waterfall and the soft, grieving hum of an Anchor who had lost a part of her soul she couldn't even name.

Hello, my lovely readers Finally! Another season is done and we are entering the finale season of The Last Alpha Standing! Things have been a rollercoaster even for me. I could not believe that time flies so fast that this novel is already at its climax and down to its ending. I thank you all for your support and for reading my story.

I lean up and kiss him once more, quick and sure, a final period on a story that used to be all questions. “And together,” I add, as the muffled roar of the crowd swells one last time behind us, “we owned the world.” End of Book 1

The battlefield was a mess. It was so loud that it should have been impossible to think I did not hear any of it at first. Steel was clashing and bone was cracking. The rain was pounding the earth making it soft and muddy. Men were shouting orders. Their voices were filled with panic as the ground started shaking beneath their feet. I did not hear any of it. Because I saw Elias. He was standing across the battlefield untouched by all the chaos around him. His sword was hanging low at his side, steady and controlled.

But she knew that if she admitted it now, all her efforts would be wasted. She bit her lip. "You saw it yourself, didn't you?" A calm, cold female voice broke the standoff. "Celia, you really are hopeless." Celia finally realized that her superior, Mr. Samson, was also present, along with several other women from the station. The woman who had just spoken was May, a senior broadcaster and a close friend of Jessica. As far as Celia knew, May was the one who had taken Jess in during her standoff with Sam.