Word Of Honor Novel Ending Novels & Stories

If I stayed to fix the air, we would be sealed inside a tomb. Then I saw the password hint on the screen: The name of the first hero. I knew that name. I had written it a thousand times. But as I reached for the keyboard, a hand slammed down on mine. I looked up. It was the man in the black suit. He had his mask back on, and he was holding the gun. "The story ends here, Hazel," he said. "For everyone." He pulled the trigger.

“We want to go to the carnival, Alpha Verya. Please accompany us.” Verya turned her gaze to me, her smile widening, eyes sparkling with amusement. “Of course,” she said smoothly, voice low and teasing. “It would be my honor. Something tells me… today is going to be really fun.” ••• Author's Note: Good morning everyone, I just want to say a heartfelt thank you for all your support and understanding, it truly means so much to me. I also wanted to let you know that the story will be coming to an end soon. We’re entering the final arc, where all the tension will unfold, secrets will be revealed, and you’ll finally find out whether the Alphas survived and if this story gets its happy ending.

We gave it our best and when we look back, we can proudly say, ‘Hell yeah, at least I tried. ~~~ THE END! That is it! The last chapter. We have Epilogue next. But ADWTD has officially come to an end. Colton and Racheal thank you for your company and reading their love story filled with mystery, killings, suspense, kisses and tons of drama. Thank you! And lots of love! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“The Rouges were outnumbered and they knew it. The only shot they had was to attack the council head on, if they were to have any hope for a future. The plan was half-cocked and ignorant, with loose knowledge and misplaced bravery. Our fearless leader, Hanon, wanted it to end. he was younger then and stocked full of pride. The battle was over before it began. Our people split in all directions, hoping to salvage whatever was left of the rebellion. Hanon was no different. He found refuge in the small town of Mystic, hoping to lie low until the search for stragglers died down, but he was badly injured. He came here, to this very place, where he would have taken his final breaths. Then she appe

"You think just because your parents are dead, the rest of us have to treat you like a princess? I've put up with it, fine. But Brianna is not your punching bag." Everything went still. I stared at him like I was looking at a stranger. My parents died because they were heroes. They stepped in to save someone and were killed for it. I didn't even find out until sophomore year, when the man who did it was finally caught. The day I went to the cemetery, both Dexter and Brianna stood at my mother's grave and swore they'd take care of me, that they'd never let me be hurt. Now one of them was crying like I was the one who'd wronged her, and the other had his arms locked around her, looking at me l

Maya alone and helpless, left alone to her self. And now they'd kill her. Then hunt down Dominic and the others. She'd sacrificed herself for nothing. "Any last words?" Ghost's finger moved to the trigger. Maya opened her mouth, and closed it. What was there to say? She'd lost, and they'd won, that is how the story Ends. Except. The window beside Maya opened with force inward and the glass shattered to the ground, metal hit the ground and smoke stared coming out of it. Smoke filled the room in minutes, and was entering eyes, more like pepper spray.

Kaelen strikes, sword piercing his chest; Ardyn’s magic burns through, emerald flames consuming him; Zane’s final dagger hits his throat. The lord collapses, blood pooling, shadows dissipating. Lightning cracks as he gasps, “The story... wanted...” and falls silent, dead. The novel’s pull snaps, a weight lifting from my chest. We did it, combined strength, no betrayal. The elites are down, the ravine quiet but for our panting breaths. Kaelen staggers, thigh bleeding, but pulls me into a desperate kiss. “Never again,” he vows, eyes fierce. Ardyn and Zane join, hands on my shoulders, their warmth grounding. My wounds ache, thigh, arm, shoulder, but they’re minor, already clotting.

And the fact that he sacrificed his life for me changed everything for me. “I should be dead now, he took the bullet for me.” I said to his mom while we stood at the door and watched him from the window. “He loves you so much, I’m glad you two were together till the end.” She replied. “No, this isn’t the end. He’s coming back to us. I’m sure of it. Asher is a fighter, and he will win this.” I assured her before pulling her into a hug… Author’s note: We have finally come to the end of the story. I’m so grateful to everyone of you for sticking around and with me throughout. I love you all so much🥰 I’ll be adding one last bonus chapter and that will be the end.

no problem can stand in our way. ……… The End Thank you so much for reading the book. Love to all my readers. Alaheeza…..

If this contract was broken, the price would be paid in blood. She felt no relief when the deal was done. Only more well concealed fear and anxiety. Amberleigh couldn’t help but think the enemy of my enemy was not a friend. It was rather another fucking enemy! And they seemed to be closing in indeed because Grayson had just laid out the fucking welcome mat. Chapter 45