Ultimate Showdown Novels & Stories

I said walking out of the room leaving Ashton to himself. I stood by the entrance to my side of the ring as the announcer called the break over and our match next. "For the main event of the match, for the past two hours you've watched claimed the ladder to the title of ultimate gym athletic. Here is your finalist." I walked up the stairs as did the other guy. "On my left with a whopping 245 pounds. The Butler!" A man without.m a shirt but a white collar and black bowtie and white hand chefs walked up and took a bow in front of the crowd.

Isimud would just come back to life, no matter how many times he was killed. The Tailor told Jimmy there were many ways to finish a story, but only one way to truly end it. Every other attempt was a misstep, a distraction and would not lead to the tale’s true ending. Killing Isimud was a misstep, and would not lead to this story’s proper ending.

Unknown: “You’ve taken two. But the ultimate won’t be so easy. We’re geared up for you.” I stared at the message, my clear up hardening. “Let them be geared up. So are we.” The combat towards The Council turned nearing its end, however the very last warfare promised to be the toughest yet.

Following his instincts, he had rushed over, only to witness this scene. Without a second thought, he lunged forward, grabbed at the urn, and struggled to wrest it from William’s grasp. Fists flew, and kicks landed as the two men quickly broke into a full-blown fight. I was anxious beyond words. "Mike, you don’t have to fight him over it. Smashing the urn won’t affect me." However, Mike couldn’t hear me. He kept fighting with everything he had. My vision blurred slightly. I had thought there was no one left in this world who cared about me. I never thought–

Jax doesn't even know she has a diary. "Finally! I saw him today, he was as handsome as ever! He was preparing for their basketball team's play, that's why I didn't see him earlier because he was just busy. I wish I can wipe away those sweats from his forehead and arms. My love is so tired" Jade reads it with so much disgust on her face while the others are laughing and mocking Jade. "So cringe!" Mae squealed. "Who is this special someone huh, tell us! Tell us!" Valerie said.

The Subordinate smile knowing no one is willing to take that risk “Let the bidding begin!” “Ten thousand pesos” “Fifteen Thousand pesos” “Thirty thousand pesos” “Fifty thousand pesos” While the bidding was going on. There was a man somewhere in the dark corner, blue eyes, dark hair, straight nose, dark aura, no emotions, straight face, tall and tanned skin, he sat confidently watching the scene “And the highest bidder is……200 thousand pesos!” The Subordinate announced, just as the highest bidder was about to stand up

Six hours to prove my legacy wasn't a mistake. Six hours to save everything. Or lose it all. THE END

Hers. Finally. Completely. Forever. THE END

And that smile only grew wider. “Cassie. Looks like the crocodiles are getting lucky tonight.” The next second— A cold gun barrel pressed directly against my temple. Slowly, I lifted my eyes and looked around the casino one last time. So many people. Yet not a single one…was my family. Don looked at me. His eyes were impossibly deep, unreadable. “Cassie Vaughn.” “You may say your last words now.” I closed my eyes. Then— I smiled.

"The game's tomorrow. I've got a car coming for you at noon—takes you straight to the stadium, drops you at the suite. Sasha and the girls are already confirmed, so you'll have company." "The suite?" "Yeah. Owner's box. Best seats in the house." He turns, spatula pointing at me. "You're gonna see your brother make plays. Try to look impressed." I laugh. "I'll try my best." "And you." Callum points at Caleb. "No distractions. We need this win." Caleb raises his coffee in a mock toast. "Would I ever distract you?" "Every damn day." I hide my smile behind my mug. Under the counter, Caleb's hand finds my knee, squeezes once, then disappears. A secret. A promise. A beginning.