Today's last line: Derek impishly tugged the covers off Troy and down off the end of the bed. (from WIP "Giving Thanks")

"Dixon knew whatever it was would have to wait until morning." Done and done. End of novella.

Ha! I have something to contribute! " lumps dug into my hipbone and ribs, while its blankets were scratchy, and its head-cushion barely softened the hardness of the belt and dagger beneath. I fell asleep at once."

Why Do I feel like the odd man out here as I am not published yet, but anyway, I'll contribute a line from a story I have just finished. Still need to edit the Grammar before I put it up on site.. .but here is the last line. "She was indeed Home" Ungood

No need to feel odd. Lots of us arrived here unpublished, or nearly so.

Not published either, but here's the last line I wrote: "She couldn't recall inviting him."