Ultimate Showdown Novels & Stories

"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.

I had a tendency to leave my opponents teetering on the cusp of life and death, but how else would I show them that killing me was a feat they’d never ever accomplish? The void inside of me swallowed all pain, devoured it, and used it as strength to push back. “Don’t look so worried, Cole. I’ll be alright.” I said dryly. Cole snorted, wiping away the sweat and blood from his forehead with a small towel. “Yeah, it’s you I’m worried about.” He said, “Who are you going up against, anyway?” I shrugged, “No one important.” “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE FINAL SHOW OF THE NIGHT. The Scarred Prince, heir to wealthiest pack in the world vs. the Prince of the deep South. Let’s give it up for Hael Ashford

★ †THE END†★ _______________________ Some will fight me for ending it in suspense. This was one hell of a rollercoaster. Drop a word for me, the book, and everything.

Who knows what we'll run into? The End

--- The Breaking Edge The Shadow’s form flickered. Just once. But enough. Ethan saw it. Not weakness. Limit. “You’re not infinite,” Ethan said. The Shadow’s voice hardened. “I am inevitable.” Ethan shook his head. “No.” He stepped forward one final time. “You’re just the last thing standing in my way.” --- The Final Clash Begins The realm trembled. Silver and darkness surged simultaneously—no restraint, no hesitation. Two forces. Equal. Opposite. Colliding at their purest form.

It was finally over. XXX

“What’s going to happen?” “He’ll probably be here for a few days, and then my parents will take him home and try to get him into rehab again. This is another reason why I didn’t bring him up, Quinn,” Archer says, and the emotion in his voice kills me. “This happens over and over, and this won’t be the last time.” The microwave beeps in the background. “Anyway, I looked up robot fights while I was waiting and I have to say it’s pretty fucking cool.” “It is! Careful you don’t get sucked in. You’ll start watching a fight or two here and there and then it becomes your life and you’re under-the-table funding lasers to go on your team’s robot.”

“This is the end George” *****

Time to end this one way or another. ***

James stared at Wyot as well. Wyot stopped before him and said, “We must settle this matter, James. Even though the Endlos is in peace, the Dooms and humans have been in conflict for countless years. Let’s resolve it today, once and for all.” “How are we going to resolve it?” James looked at Wyot. Wyot replied, “It’s either you live or I live.”