The Last Thing She Ever Did Novels & Stories

She howls and howls until she collapses due to exhaustion. The last thought that crosses her mind before she slips into oblivion is: “Devilio, this bitch is coming for you!” You can trust me when I say that there is no stopping Kayola!

She shook her head in protest, but he continued anyway, "If- if this is my… last breath, then I… want to u- use to tell you… something I never… got the chance…" The trembling of her hands had grown, and she couldn't stop herself from shaking. Her eyes burned, and her chest heaved with rapid breaths. "I w-wish you were… never born. Y- you are the worst… mistake I- I ever… made." As the last word left his lips, he exhaled for the final time before his body stiffened, going limp, and his head fell to the side. Harley's hand flew to cover her mouth as the sting of his last words rattled her entire body. She fell backwards, so that she was sitting entirely on the ground, and her head began to spi

As if she could take it with her to the afterlife. He never deleted the last message she sent him, where she said she missed him so much and ended it with, “I love you.”

He couldn't rest until she did. Not this time. The last thing she had ever said to him still rang in his ears, shadows of the life before. It had been decades since then, when he had watched her waste away in that bed too large for her starved, sick frame. She hadn't been able to speak toward the end, not one word...except to push him away one last time, damning him forever. "Leave me alone," she had breathed, half-wheezing as her lungs gave out. And that was it. She had faded, growing cold in his arms as he begged her to stay, to come back, to let him make things right again.

I thought they said she does not remember things well, I can't even remember the exact book I was reading for her then. "No, I don't, do you? " I smile as I watch her lips curve into a wonderful smile. "Yeah, it's titled Help me escape. Have you forgotten?" "Oh, ma'am you still even remember the name of the book" I read that book for her all over again, she was so happy. By the time we were done, it was late in the Night. I had to call Leo to tell him where I was. Which he cared less about. When I was going, she gave me the book as her last gift on heart, then went to bed. I never knew that was the last time I would see her, she passed away overnight.

Her name stayed on my lips, repeated in quiet murmurs, in broken whispers, in every breath I took like a lifeline I refused to lose and when everything finally slowed, when exhaustion dragged me under completely, the last thing I held onto wasn’t reality. It was her. “I love you so much, Sienna!”

They’d never told anyone about it in case I ever needed a place to run and hide. “This is our last resort,” my mother had told me, a few months before she died. “If things ever get bad with Vincenzo, if you ever need to run away, come here. No one will ever find you here.” I’d thought she was being dramatic. I’d thought Vincenzo and I would be together forever. But then my parents died, and Lila came into our lives, and everything fell apart.

Yeah, it might be the last one as the possibility of seeing her again is slim. “ I will never forget you, Jen.” my arms around her tightened as I hated to let her go. My heart ache. My eyes sting from the burning sensation of my tears from trying to hold them back. “ You must live, Ava.” This is her last word before she is pulled away by Terrific and my tears flow freely down my cheeks as I watch her back disappear through the curtains. I restrain myself from screaming. Why does it hurt so much? “ Get rid of that mess. You are next.” One of Terrific's minions said and I immediately wiped my face with the hem of my dress.

She was mine and I would have her even though it was the last thing I ever did. I mindlinked my beta as I ran deeper into the first. I'm coming for you, Eva.

The fragrant aroma of the candles, mingling with the essence of shared laughter and tears, created an atmosphere where time seemed to stand still, honoring the memory of the woman they had loved so dearly. Margaret's voice trembled with emotion as she spoke of the last moments with her daughter. "She looked at me and said, 'Mom, I love you.' Those were the last words she spoke." The weight of those words hung in the air, a poignant reminder of the final exchange that had sealed their bond.