Begging After The End Novels & Stories

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Rio announces, approaching us with some damn cookies in a tray. I'm ready for this to be my forever. ✨ T H E E N D ✨

Eternities, perhaps. "I am thinking about how strange this is," I admitted. "We fought so hard for freedom. And now that we have it, I keep waiting for the next crisis. The next impossible entity. The next test." "There is no next test," Other Lyra said, manifesting with the others. All seven of us together in the quiet moment between maintaining reality. "We passed the final one. This is—aftermath. The part of the story that comes after the ending." "Is it, though?" Marcus asked. "An ending? Feels more like—beginning."

Hugh had taken a bullet to the heart, and all his lies had finally caught up with him. It all seemed like it was meant to be. This was where it ended. No matter what came next, no matter who came for me, I was still Tasmin Sheargold. [The End.]

"Meds? I don't want any meds. I'm not sick!" For some reason, Deborah became very agitated and swung her arms frantically at Leia. "Ms. Johnson, calm down. It's me. I'm Begonia!" Deborah's eyes refocused, and she regained her composure. "That's right. You're Begonia. I raised you. Why would you hurt me?" She swallowed the meds and drank a glass of water. "How's the Fordham family faring?"

Nathaniel, growing irritated, added, “Sylvia, even if you’re doing this just to provoke me, bringing in a beggar as your stand-in is ridiculous. Do you really think this is funny?” Bennett’s brows furrowed as he glanced down at himself. He had been in a car accident on the way and had crawled under a vehicle to rescue an elderly woman, which explained his disheveled clothes and dirt-covered appearance. But to be mistaken for a beggar? That was pushing it. He didn’t bother to explain. Instead, he raised his eyes to his bride. She was elegant and graceful, with a beauty that needed no embellishment. As for her character? That remained to be seen.

Luke called me countless times, but I never answered. Finally, he sent me a message. 'Bianca, Ramona has gone crazy. Please come back to me. I swear I'll listen to anything you say.' I replied with only one sentence. 'I'll see you in court.'

Then, I continued, "As for Morgan, you can have full custody. I won't fight you for it. I'll pay for the child support until he's an adult. This is the last responsibility I will fulfill as his mother." He stared at the papers with shaking hands, tears hitting the table. The man who used to be at the top of the business world was now sobbing like a young boy. But I wouldn't feel anything for him anymore. In the end, Samuel signed the divorce papers. "Why... Why can't you forgive me?" He choked on the words. I picked up my cup of coffee and took a small sip as I looked out at the bright sunlight outside the window. "Because I don't love you anymore."

One of the pack elders—a gray-haired man with a permanent scowl—looked up from his papers and curled his lip in disgust. "We've expedited your application as requested," he said coldly. "Once the Alpha confirms approval, you'll be free to leave our pack." He leaned forward, voice dripping with contempt. "If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to stay here another day." I said nothing, turning to exit the council hall with my head held high despite the burning shame. The sun was setting as I stepped outside. The Blood Moon Festival had just ended, and festive decorations still adorned the streets. Everywhere I looked, pack members walked together—mates holding hands, families laughing. Their