Uncharted 4: Chapter 11 Novels & Stories

. "With you currently or back home?" Ivan said kneeling to be eye level with Frank's child-like frame. "Well, both actually?" Frank asked bluntly. "You just experienced an episode of PTSD. You've been getting them on and off for the past few months. I don't know what is triggering it but we've been working through them. As for back home..." Ivan looked down to the dirt as if begging the ground to answer for him. "Ivan just says it, I can handle it." Frank said placing his hand on Ivan's shoulder. "We lost contact with them about 6 months ago. The last thing James was able to get to us was not to return until they came for us. So in short it is bad and due to protecting the girls we're stuck

And the key can only be found here. Caitlin’s hands shook as she turned the final page of the book, and saw on it nothing but a large diagram, a picture. It was a circle, and inside was what looked like petals of a flower, alternating scarlet and blue. In its center was another circle, with a crude drawing of a face. It was one of the most unusual drawings Caitlin had ever seen, looking like something out a surrealist painting. As Caitlin looked closely she recognized the symbol—and as she did, aghast, her breath caught in her throat, her hands shaking.

Unspoken Truths - Chapter 48 Gino I never drive myself anymore. I haven’t touched a steering wheel in years. Age and caution taught me it’s safer to let a driver take me where I need to go. But tonight, I didn’t wake him. I couldn’t sit in the backseat like a king on a throne while my insides crumbled. I needed to move. Feel the wheel in my hands. Remind myself I still had control over something, even if it was just a car.

Evan hissed at me, instantly snapping me out of my thoughts. He lunged toward me with his arms stretched out, ready to grab me. I dodged to the side just in time, and he fell onto the ground. He let out an agitated huff, then slammed his fists into the floor and pushed himself up. I backed up against the wall not really knowing what to do, I was chained up for Christ sake, this wasn't a fair fight. The chains! I suddenly thought as an idea popped into my head. I grabbed the chains that were secured to my arms and as Evan lunged at me again, I managed to spin him around then quickly wrapped the chains around his neck. The talons he now had as fingernails, sliced through my arms as he fought h

_____ **Chapter 13 (Continued): Echoes of Hope** The city below sprawled like a vast tapestry, each building and street bearing silent witness to the chapters of my existence. The bustling life outside seemed incongruent with the quiet turmoil that raged within. As I lingered at the window, the cityscape below became a metaphor for the labyrinthine emotions that entangled my heart—a complex network of hope, regret, and an unwavering determination to reunite with Evelyn.

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​Inside the cradle was a baby with silver hair and one amber eye, holding a tiny, wooden flute. ​"The 401st chapter," Kael whispered, his golden-text skin beginning to flake away like autumn leaves. "It’s not a story. It’s a Life." ​Suddenly, the Respiration’s engines died. The ship began to dissolve into white light. ​"THE END?" flashed across the sky. ​And then, a new line appeared, written in Nora’s own handwriting: "NO. THE PREFACE."

“Ouch!” “What are you doing!?” shouts Zviad’s father. Jeong’s father looks at me “She’s right. This is tradition and we will not break tradition.” With anger Zviad’s father objects “You can’t be serious! She can’t be trusted!” “I’m still the coordinator of The Hunt. Besides, I trust she understands her position.” he then looks at me “Now go.” as he motions towards the tree line. Getting up I take off running towards the trees. Once I pass the trees I duck down behind some bushes. I look at the shackle on my ankle, if I take this off they will know. I let out a sigh “No use in hiding I suppose.”

Lucia's POV Since Alpha Danes came back into the room after that brief meeting Austin called him for, he had been acting strange. While he was in the bathroom, I grabbed my phone and texted an unknown number. “Plan B.” “I've come too far to fail now.” My eyes fell out through the window, it was dark and perfect weather for the plan. I got out of bed and began to dress up, Alpha Danes sneaked behind me. I have to pretend like I never noticed him sneaking up on me.

The gesture was surprisingly tender for a man who had been so resolute in his coldness. He continued to watch her for a moment, as if studying the complexities of her character that had managed to elude him thus far. He was acutely aware that this night, with its events and unpredictable twists, was far from over. Dr. Ruiz's house lay in the near future, and the encounter that awaited him was uncertain. Finally, Mace Sinclair pulled away from Nysaa, unbuckled his seatbelt, and stepped out of the car, leaving the slumbering woman for a moment as he prepared to face the next chapter of this enigmatic night.