Witcher 3: Blood And Wine Endings Novels & Stories

The taste is fantastic, artificially enhanced by the plant to almost the former lusciousness of my fae prisoner. I lock my eyes with the witch, digging my teeth deeper into the feeder, and wide-eyed, she backs away. Greedily guzzling the life-giving dark wine, I wrap the feeder tighter in my arms as she slumps, her breathing growing rapid and shallow, her heart pounding to compensate for the blood loss in the moments before she dies.

They dried up greatly that they were returned to their very last stage of decomposition before the eyes of them all, it turned sand. Pete moaned slightly to catch the attention of Johna and the rest and he successfully did that. He pointed towards his mouth as it was filled by the sour taste of the wine which he just consumed. He spat it all out and it turned out to be thick dark red, this was no longer wine...this was blood. A sudden light catches the attention of each and everyone of them from the window to the right. They all stormed towards the location to catch a glimpse and as they saw, another realm had already fixed itself within the line which would cause the harmonic convergence.

With the little sounds I could hear, there was a battle of bullet exchange not too far from us. I couldn’t stand for long on my two feet and Hunter noticed as he gripped me against his chest and began yelling. “ HELP! SHIT… HELP!!!” Slowly I was losing consciousness as I fought to stay awake. Before everything became black the last thing I heard was. “ Iris please don’t leave me” Or …. I’m not so sure. So I guess that’s how it ends?

“ This wine is really good, I think that it's made from the potion created by a witch, aren’t I right?” Greta asked as she finished taking a sip of the wine and feeling a bit relaxed as her anger calmed down a lot. Alpha Erwin nodded and sighed helplessly before replying, “ My brother found three dark witches and he made them whip up a bunch of wine for our kind. You know that despite having our differences both the witches and the shifters have to rely on each other. But then something happened the witches were killed even my brother was taken away. Though I am not going to get involved with it as it had nothing to do with me.”

The silver scar on his chest disappeared. The End appeared at the entrance. It looked at Cassian. You have chosen. Cassian stepped forward. I choose life. The End smiled. Then live. The darkness disappeared. Cassian fell into my arms. I held him tightly. Our daughter ran toward us. Papa! He lifted her. I'm staying. She hugged him. Good. I laughed through my tears. The Beginning watched us. Then it turned toward the horizon. But there is still one final problem.

"And out of all people, you know damn well I never let shit like this slide just like that, but I had no fucking choice." Even though what I said was true, what made me walk out of that diner couldn't have been farther from the truth. Just when I convinced myself there was no possible way Zaire could inflict more pain on me than he already had, he somehow always managed to find a new way to twist that knife a little deeper. Seriously, it was almost impressive how he continuously got creative with this shit. I was sick of it.

I moaned, another peak ripping through, bodies devouring in sensual ruin till dawn's light, wolves rut-tangling mental savage, bond purring unbound ecstasy. Game ended—fate's edge claimed. Unity eternal—world rewritten, Hunger vanquished.

I had to get Alex. There were three left. I couldn't hear any footsteps anymore. Quick work with two but the last one held on for longer. At the end he raised a hand up in surrender. “Aiit man you win I ju… .” I didn't wait for the complete sentence. I drove a blade into his gut and watched him go down.

The Emperor raised a toast as they all lifted their wine glasses and clicked it together before they began to sip from it. Back at the Cougar quarters, the selected cougars for the auction were so happy, they could not wait to leave the Cougar Empire and belong to only one person. News has it that once a person steps into the Cougar Empire that person never makes it out again, until a miracle like the Cougar auction happens to you. That's the only way you will be able to stop serving different men in public and belong to one person.

“What decision? What breaking?” Eryx stepped forward. “Three what? Kingdoms? Bloodlines? Gods?” The High Seer didn’t answer. Her eyes had gone wide. “No,” she whispered. “Three versions. Three paths.” “Endings,” Eryx murmured. “She’s offering choices again.” The pendant flared one final time, sending a pulse through the floor. The blade lifted an inch, hovered, then returned to stillness. Outside, lightning fractured the sky. Inside, Marisella felt a fracture deep within her soul.