The Last Word A Novel Novels & Stories

She opened to a fresh page and wrote: Amara Nwosu — bride. Innocent. Joyful. She is everything Chioma used to be. She paused. Her hand trembled. Dante Nwosu — enemy? Ally? Something else? He says he wants justice. But he looks at me like he wants more. She closed the notebook. She did not write the last thought. I think I want more too.

They crossed two more streets in silence before finally slowing to a halt near an abandoned warehouse. ​"You can stop," he said, scanning the perimeter. ​Elena took a long, steadying breath, rubbing her reddened skin. "You've been giving me orders since last night." ​"And you've been ignoring most of them." ​"Maybe because you refuse to answer a single, solitary question." ​He said nothing, turning his back to her to watch the street. ​She folded her arms against the damp chill. "Who was the man in my apartment?"

The last fragment of hope inside me vanished. I was finally, completely done.

It was just that this time, I was leaving their world for good. Jason looked like he was about to ask where I was going, but Kat eagerly pulled him into the cab before he could speak. The cab then sped away, leaving a trail of smoke behind as it slowly disappeared from my sight. I looked in the direction it had gone and said to myself quietly, "This time, you're the one who left me. You're forever gone from my world from this point forward."

“Why are your hands so cold? Have you been too tired lately? I will reduce the interest on that debt by another two points for you. How does that sound?” My body stiffened before I forced out a polite smile. “Thank you, Mr. Cardea.” Daniel smiled and patted the top of my head. “Good girl. Come home tonight. I want that pot roast you make. Do not keep me waiting.” Home. That villa on the hillside was not home. It was a beautiful place that felt like a prison. I returned to my desk and opened the memo app on my phone. The numbers on the screen represented my mother’s life.

It was the last piece of Grandmama we still had. His fingers stopped. “I found it.” He looked down at the page for several seconds before quietly reading aloud. “When the Last White Wolf carries twins, the balance that has stood for generations will break. Those who have slept will awaken. To protect what is coming, a sacrifice will be demanded. And one shall never stand without the other.” The breeze seemed to disappear. The words settled over us with a weight I couldn’t explain. Finally, I looked away from the journal and back toward the lake. “What do you think it means?”

I fought back, I'm not naive I just don't want to assume things and I also don't want to make things complicated so it's better to keep silent for things like that. "Fine, fine whatever you said. But don't ignore this one. You'll get a jackpot if he finds the unique in you" Aria insisted. "Who, Enzo? Come on Aria, let's not think about it. I just hope they'll forget about what they read in your diary" I said and sat beside her again. I wished they did forget about that, but I got it all wrong. Because they spread that news to everyone so fast, spreading like wildfire!

cried Alice who turned her attention to Logan who was still lying on his bed. Logan looked at Alice then shook his head "I still want to rest for a while!" Logan said, making Alice go back into her reading again. Alice read the book, it felt like it was written with a deep feeling. Alice was intrigued by the last page of the book. There is written about a real foreign world. Alice furrowed her brows, reading the book more and more. He felt more and more like he came from there. He was about to turn the book over again, but—Brak—a crashing sound from their rear glass startled Alice. Not only him but Xander and Logan were also shocked. Even Tristan knocked on their bedroom door and just walked

At my wife's birthday party, my daughter and son accidentally knocked over a bowl of soup and splashed it on their uncle. My wife grabbed his completely unharmed hand and tore into both children. But that still wasn't enough for her, so she locked the two of them inside the sauna. I called and begged her, again and again, to spare our kids. Her voice was ice cold. "Stop bothering me! This is your fault for raising them so badly! "Since they burned someone, they can sit in there and think hard about what they did!" The thermometer kept climbing. Blisters had already risen on my children's skin, and they wailed without stopping. I begged her to forgive them like a man gone mad. "They're

Wyatt’s POV Patience was a lesson most people never learned. They wanted immediate results. Immediate victories. Immediate satisfaction. Nature had never worked that way. Nature rewarded those willing to wait. The chamber beneath the palace had grown quieter over the past day. It wasn’t because there were fewer spiders. Quite the opposite. The hatchlings had begun leaving the nest exactly as they were supposed to. Every tiny set of legs that disappeared into the maze of cracks and hidden passages brought my plan one step closer to completion.