Snurched from suricattus and kradical — the last lines of my published (and a few upcoming) novels, and a few of my longer novellas. Obviously, these exclude “to be continued” and other such non-narrative crapola.
Hidden behind the cut to spare the f-listed.
He didn’t pull away.
She didn’t think about letting go.
That would be a good day’s work, indeed.
A Time to Kill:
My Imzadi is alive, she told herself, her grief burning away, consumed by a fiery anger that walked hand-in-hand with her renewed hope. And I’m not leaving this planet without him.
A Time to Heal:
Turning to face his Imzadi, he said, “It’s time I stopped being comfortable, and it’s time I stopped standing in Data’s way. … I’m taking command of the Titan.”
A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Here we come.
Hatred infused her voice as she added, “But it only has room for one Kira Nerys.”
Road of Bones:
It was a journey long overdue.
The Sorrows of Empire:
It was inevitable.
Reap the Whirlwind:
Then he had her answer.
Gods of Night:
“Welcome to New Erigol.”
“Take us home,” he said.
He regarded his own reflection with a smile.
“Hang on, honey, I’m on my way. … I’m comin’ home.”
There was fear in the scientist’s eyes as he replied, “Possibly everything, Tom. Everything.”
Precipice: (Major Spoiler Warning! Double-click on text below to read the last line of the next Vanguard book)
“Admiral … we’ve captured the Shedai intruder.”