Begging After The End Novels & Stories

Blake's words left me speechless. I was actually amused by his shameless logic. How could he kneel there, blood still on his face from abandoning me, and demand I break my bond with Kane? The audacity was breathtaking. "You're unbelievable," I whispered, shaking my head. "Do you even hear yourself?" Blake's eyes flashed with desperation. "Aria, I'm begging you! I'll do anything!" Kane, who had been silently standing behind me, finally reached his limit. His entire body tensed, muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike.

It starts with us, and ends with us. And that is the finale of battle of the immortals. It ended tragically, but it was for a greater good of the world.

Noah shook his head. “You don’t understand.” He pointed toward the darkness. “Without a future…” The ground began shaking. ”something that has been waiting for the future can finally move.” Sophia stood. “What thing?” Noah whispered: “The End.” Death looked at him. “I am the End.” Noah shook his head. “Not you.” The sky turned completely black. A single white line appeared. Then a voice spoke from beyond every universe: “You have given everyone freedom.” Sophia looked upward.

I screamed his name, but the sound was trapped in my throat. Uncle Kingsley stood behind me. The legendary billionaire, the man who could buy entire countries and crash the stock market with a single phone call, looked helpless. His billions of dollars, his royal connections, his endless power, none of it mattered. Death didn't care about money. Death didn't take bribes. Kingsley kicked a metal trash can. It crashed loudly against the white wall. "Dammit!" Kingsley cursed, rubbing his jaw harshly. He let out a dark, frustrated breath. "Looks like we only have that piece of garbage left."

Reggie said, standing up from the bank and threw his duffle bag over his shoulder. "Yeah, let's bounce." I said in agreement, grabbing my own duffle bag. Everyone had already left. It was only the three of us left in the locker room. The fluorescent lights hummed above us, too bright, too sharp for the headache pounding behind my eyes. Reggie let out a low groan as he stretched his back. "Bro, Coach was on crack today. Why the hell did he make us run suicides again?" "Because you suck," Jasper shot back, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

Watching his dramatic, heartfelt confession, I almost laughed. I tilted my head, a ghost of a smile on my face, and slowly raised my right hand, beckoning him closer with a single finger. "Come here," I said softly. Edmund's eyes lit up. He saw a lifeline in the darkness. Thinking his apology had finally moved me, he rushed forward, his face a mask of hope and elation. I looked at that greedy, pathetic face, leaned in close, and whispered in his ear, my voice gentle, yet colder than steel.

"Did I give you permission to leave? Do you really believe that you can just slip away after dragging my name through the mud? "I'm willing to be the bigger person and let you go, but you have to grovel for my forgiveness first. You can forget about leaving if you don't." Bianca's admirers immediately surrounded me upon hearing her words. "Didn't you hear Bianca? Hurry and beg for her forgiveness!" "You should get on your knees right now if you know what's good for you. Don't blame us for being rough with you if you don't." The corners of my lips twitched up into a smile as I swept my gaze over them. I pulled out a can of pepper spray from my bag and sprayed it at one of the male students wh

Tears roll down her cheeks. “Why are you crying?” “I was thinking about bald eagles.” “Bald eagles?” I raise an eyebrow. “Bald eagles make you cry?” “They used to be endangered. But they’re not anymore. They’re so majestic and beautiful and I’m just so happy they’re not endangered anymore.” I don’t mean to laugh, but dammit, she’s so fucking adorable. “Remember how you said it wasn’t fair that I didn’t get to experience drunk-Quinn?”

A husky chuckle escaped his plump lips. " you deserved it fatty now get to sleep" GUYS THIS IS THE END........... Ok I may give an epilogue 👍👍👍👍

I ran out of patience in the end and pushed the door open, stepping in to be met with the intense scene going on inside the room. Zane lay in the middle of the enormous king-sized bed, surrounded by six women. I could close the door and turn back, but my reason for coming here was more significant than whatever was happening in the room. The music stopped. The women backed away, scrambling for their clothes. I walked inside, ignoring their presence, and stood over the bed, staring down at the guy who seemed too drunk and out of his mind. “Where is my promise?” Zane groaned, looking irritated. “What promise again? Can't you see I'm in the middle of an activity? You could have waited, Buddy. T