Until My Last Breath Movie Novelas e Histórias

I could put up with everything else, but that watch was different. It was a birthday gift from my late older brother, Norman, who had spent almost six months saving up for it. Two years ago, he was killed during an undercover mission. They never even found his remains. That watch was all I had left to remember him by. Samson was already so unfair. Meanwhile, I was exhausted, and I didn't even want to fight about this anymore. When I thought about my decision to leave soon, I felt strangely at peace.

If no one finds her as soon as possible in the middle of a blizzard, she would be dead before they could rescue her. “No,” she whimpered. “I can’t… I can’t die yet… Max… I haven’t told him I love him so much. We haven’t gotten married yet. We… We are supposed to have a family…” Gathering her remaining strength, she shouted at the top of her lungs. “GRAYSON!” At that very moment, her knees buckled. Her body fell forward and her hope started to immediately fade just as how the darkness started to claim the night. The cold started gnawing at her as if it was some kind of predator slowly enjoying her torment.

They sacrificed everything to give them a chance at life and at happiness and at futures they themselves would never see. The Moonstone pulsed one final time and drained the last drops of my life force. My vision darkened and I felt myself falling even though I was already on the ground. Everything grew distant and quiet except for Skylar's sobbing. "Tell your mother I kept my promise," I managed to say with my final breath. "I protected you." Then I was gone and the world faded to nothing. My last thought was of my mate waiting for me and of the daughter I had saved even though it cost me everything.

The ghost leaned over both coffins with glowing red eyes, his whisper sharp like a knife: “You should care, fox. Because this time when the soil closes in…there will be no way to dig back out.” The coffins slammed shut with a loud bang. The last thing Vincent saw was Camela's face—half ash, half alive—staring at him as the coffin lid came close. Her voice cut through the silence one last time. “Vincent…if you love me…let me go.” Then, darkness enveloped them both. And the soil shrieked.

That I’d loved him until my last breath. But all that remained was silence. And he—my husband, my mafia prince, the man who once swore to protect me—was left kneeling over a corpse, too late.

I followed him. He went back to the crematorium. My body was about to be cremated, and Marcus, like a man possessed, pushed everyone aside and held my body in his arms. His sudden action shocked everyone. “Sir, this young girl is about to be cremated. Please don’t disturb her peace.” “No! She’s not dead! She can’t be… she’s not!” Marcus kept shouting, his tears falling onto my face. His complexion was just as pale as mine. “Sir, we’re running out of time! Please, let her go!”

" He doesn't reply, watching me take my last breath. I try not to feel disappointment as black spots fill my vision and my life begins to fade. “ Asger.“ That is the last thing I hear as I breathe my last. ~P-Lia~

the man whispered in my ear, before opening the door, and closing it behind him. I collapsed on the floor, with my back against the wall. I tried to make a sound, but nothing was coming out of me. It was getting harder to breath by the second. Ok, I fought till my last breath, just like I was commanded to do. There was nothing left to save anymore. The knife was embedded deep in my chest, puncturing my lungs and probably piercing my heart. My vision was getting darker and darker. I could feel my last breath coming out of me, as my right hand automatically reached the door handle and opened it. My hand fell down, and I extended it out into the dark corridor. That was my last move along with m

she yells right before her gun goes off and I see stars. Niki really shot me on my heart, yet it’s not hatred I feel as I take my last breath. “I love you with every fibre in my body,” those are the last words I want her to hear~~~~~

I turned to them, smiling and waving and when I heard my mate take his first revival breath I let go of the force on them and I fell flat on the floor. Even if I was asked to do it again and again I would, because he is supposed to live why I go, so over and over again I will give you my soul so you could live for me Kaiser. “Bye everyone” I smiled taking my last breath.