Begging After The End Romane & Geschichten

Bitterly forever. THE END.

And what more could Guy Anderson ask for? THE END.

“Have you found the Yellow Sign?” THE END

" It doesn't have a body but I can imagine its dumbfounded face when I asked a completely out of nowhere question. I wasted no time waiting for it's the answer "Silence means yes." Then, I look blankly on the white space and think about an image of a glass table and sofa. Before the system can even ask what I'm doing, those things suddenly appear midair in front of us. "How can you do that?" It whispered, sounds kinda helpless to me. 'Yup, just like the novel.' I thought and a seat comfortably before starts seriously asking some necessary questions. "Okay? How can I redeem my world from that? Saving the world? That sounds bad for me." How can I prevent a world from ending if I can't even sav

“Sir, I was wrong. Please don’t do this. I’m begging you.” “I apologize because my mother was a mistress. I apologize because I am a woman unworthy of you.” “I apologize for everything, so please don’t do that.” “I swear I didn’t say anything. I have obeyed you, so please don’t hurt me.” “I’m begging you, Sir… I’m begging…” Elena wept, pleading for forgiveness—for herself, for everything about her that might not be worthy. She looked utterly miserable. She did not want to endure Alexander’s harsh intimacy and his cold, painful gaze each time he touched her.

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.]

Henry was taken aback. He couldn't believe Everly would actually say that. Even when she threw fits at the hospital previously, she never talked about ending things. Henry frowned slightly. "Say that one more time." Everly lowered her head and fiddled with her nails. "I said I'm tired of this. Let's end it." The arm around her waist suddenly pulled her closer into his embrace. Henry said through gritted teeth, "I'll give you one chance to take that back."

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."