Ultimate Showdown Novels & Stories

"'End of year?” Dave, who heard that, had a look of horror. He really didn't know what to say in this kind of situation, but he could feel his heart beating wildly. The end of the year is only a few months away, can he even do it? Not to mention Aini, who will soon be done with her apprenticeship. All he needs is time. Could he even increase his chances of winning? “Get out of here, or I will call campus security!” threatened Arjuna. He could feel Dave, whose breath was gasping with anger. However, before Leo could leave, Dave had already lunged at and choked Leo, still giving him a chance to breathe a little.

In today's world, among the younger generation, those who had such cultivation were all the members in martial leaderboard. There were three outstanding young people in the martial leaderboard this time, including Alfred, Simple Saber, and Justin, who had an unpredictable origin and had withstood the two strikes of Dragon ! Among the three, Justin was undoubtedly the most outstanding.

"Don't worry. I've already switched the eggs with yours. So, Candice will be carrying our child, and you won't have to suffer through a pregnancy. When the child grows up, all the Summers fortune will be his!" Then came my conversation with the doctor. "Ms. Summers, we caught Mr. Yeager on camera switching your eggs with Ms. Rogers'." My voice replied firmly, "Switch them back and replace Zayn's sperm with a premium donor's." The livestream chat exploded with comments. [Talk about karma! The gold digger tried to steal Ms. Summers' fortune, but she was ten steps ahead!] [Now, that's a boss lady!] [But who's Professor Summers' real father?]

I had just gotten home when my phone rang. It was Ethan Perry. The crumpled diagnosis paper was still in my hand. His voice was as cold as ice. "Where are you now?" Before I could answer, he barked another order. "Today is the launch event for Eternal Dawn. Get here on time. Don't be late." And with that, he hung up—curt as ever, not a single unnecessary word. The last rays of sunset filtered into the room. I sat at my desk and tore the diagnosis paper into shreds, watching them scatter across the table.

He was the one who knelt in front of my father and swore he would treat me well for the rest of his life. Only then did my father agree to invest. I let out a sigh and turned to leave. "Since you think this was leveraging favors for repayment, then let's call off the engagement." The moment the door closed, violent arguing erupted on the other side. The elevated roads of Alderidge were as congested as ever. I looked up at the giant screen displaying wedding photos of Adrian and me and felt nothing but irony.

But this is where their story needed to end. Off Limits was never about perfection. It was about crossing lines, paying the price, and choosing love anyway. It was about two people who weren’t supposed to want each other—and did. Who weren’t supposed to heal each other—and did. Who weren’t supposed to become home—and somehow became exactly that. Callie and Grayson don’t need more chapters to prove their love. They fought for it. They bled for it. They claimed it in the light, not the shadows. Letting them live quietly, fiercely, and fully after the final page is the greatest mercy I could give them.

Red turned toward him, flashing a grin—his side tooth ring glinting under the sunlight and in that moment, Jason knew. That wasn’t Trevor, It was Red. “You enjoyed that, right?” Red’s smirk sharpened. “Loser.” Then his expression dropped—cold. Dangerous Then he stepped closer, voice dropping to a whisper. “Thank your stars that knife didn’t touch my face…” A pause. “…or hell would’ve broken loose.” Jason’s fists clenched at his sides, rage simmering beneath his skin but he didn’t move. Not here and not now. “I hereby announce that the winner of the final year match goes to— THE DOMINANTERS!”

"I love her, Jeremy. And there is no software update on earth that can patch it." The final barrier was down. The system was completely override-executed. And as Jeremy’s face twisted into an expression of raw, terminal betrayal, I knew the physical explosion was no longer an option—it was an absolute certainty.

The man who had controlled every piece of this game was finally realizing the board had changed. Outside, gravel crunched under tires. A car door closed. Footsteps approached the front of the house—heavy, purposeful, and familiar. Roric Blackwood had returned. Varek’s eyes flicked toward the sound and then back to me. Something cold and final settled into his expression. “This is not over,” he said quietly. The front door opened downstairs. Roric’s voice called out, clear and carrying. “Varek. Lyra. I told you I would be back. We are going to settle this tonight.”

But still no sign of Eros. Towards the end of the movie I was already growing tired and decided to sleep on the couch so I will be aware when he enters. All for this fucker!