Alyssa It Ends With Us Novels & Stories

But the next day, he was found dead in his living room. He had finally given up. He left behind a letter and ended his life with the same dangerous combination that nearly killed me—cephalexin and alcohol. When I returned home, the police gave me the envelope. Inside it was a brief note filled with apologies and well wishes. "I'm sorry, Grace. I was wrong. I hope you find happiness. Congratulations on your marriage. If there's a next life, I hope I'll be the one to chase after you." But if there was indeed a next life, I never wanted to meet him again.

" You wanna know ? Huh ? Alyssa spat like a boss lady . She walked over to the center table, grabbing the file which laid there,and when she opened it ,she brought out the document, grabbed a pen on the table and signed of in immediately without reading it ,, it was so obvious it wasn't of any good anyways. She's gonna die in some months time anyways,so what's the use of keeping it anyway,and besides,she isn't in control of her damn mind . "You want my company? You are fucking** obsessed with my money? Then here, you can have it all, I don't care anymore, eat it all till you f****** die " she forcefully threw the document on their shocked faces and walked out immediately heading towards the

Alyssa twirled happily in front of her dressing mirror. She couldn't be more happy since today was the last day of her examination. She hurriedly grabbed her backpack and put on her glasses. She made sure to lock her door after leaving. “ Hey!” She heard a voice as she walked out of the females dormitory. She smiled and ran over to Bianca. “ You look happy today. Could it be because of today is the last day?” Alyssa nodded. “ Yeah. ”

With the last bit of my strength, I lifted my head, desperate to see William one more time. But in the end, I couldn’t. Darkness swallowed me whole. I died alone on a night no one would remember. Later, an ambulance took my body to the hospital. I hovered above as a ghost, watching Mike desperately try to save me, only to collapse in defeat, sobbing on the ground. "Thank you, Mike," I whispered, but he couldn't hear me. Then, he reached into my pocket, pulled out my phone, and glanced at it before dialing a number from his own.

Alyssa called from the bed, "Just leave my best friends here, please." And the fact that Alyssa used the plural best friends made my heart pump a little faster. "Oh, right, I forgot," she said. "Sorry honey, I'll see you later." Then Mrs. Schell went to grab her Luis Vuitton purse and gave Alyssa a kiss on her cheek before leaving the room. "Ah, you're still alive and kicking," Cammie said, walking up to Alyssa's bed and hugged her. I wanted to do the same, but I was still nervous. As I watched the two of them exchanged pleasantries, Alyssa turned to me.

Monica answered. "Elizabeth?! Shit!" Ashely quickly picked up her phone. Dialling Alex's number, she ran out of them room. "Please, stay safe. Please" She prayed silently as she ran. Sorry for the late upload guys. My phone had issues but it has been resolved so I'll be uploading every weekend. Love y'all.

I ran through the living room, and out of the house towards the gate. When I got there, the gateman looked at me in curiosity. "See my boy! What happened?" I ignored his praises, "Where am I?" I asked with my voice breaking and his smile switched off. "Banana Island, take this paper, this is the code." I hurriedly brought out my phone, and thanked him, speeding out of the modernized manor with my legs. As I got to the gate and offered the code, my hired car was already outside.

He had an intense gaze fixed on my face, his mysterious eyes trying its best to pry into my head to decode my thoughts. "Where's Evita and Alicia?" I questioned and he exhaled loudly and positioned himself properly on the bed. "Jail" his reply caused my brows to quirk up in confusion. "Jail, wouldn't..... "Alicia's in jail and evita is restrained in an asylum"

But another part, the part that thrived on power plays and unexpected turns, found himself strangely intrigued. "Ridiculous, perhaps," he conceded, leaning back in his chair with a playful smile, "but intriguing nonetheless." He met her gaze, his voice a low rumble. "Tell me, Allysa, what exactly is your endgame in this hasty union?" Her eyes narrowed, a flicker of suspicion replacing the bravado. "The deal, of course," she countered, her voice regaining its edge. "Marriage is merely a means to an end, a way to solidify our partnership and expedite our goals."

I admitted as I smiled, thinking of Millie. “You mean like a servant or?” Alyssa asked as I smirked. “No, the target in question, Lady-Luna Millie herself.” I said as Alyssa went quiet for the first time. A few minutes passed, and I was about to be sure I had not caused Hell to freeze over when I heard Alyssa shriek through the phone. “OH, MY LILITH SHE IS SO PRETTY!! AND MOMMA IS GONNA LOVE HER BABY AND-” Alyssa shouted as I let her carry on.