Beginning And Beyond Novels & Stories

Everything looks so boring now that Bella has gone to her parents, and I can't wait for her to come back. I went to the bathroom, filled the bathtub with warm water, and threw in a coconut bath bomb. I walked to the kitchen, got a glass of white wine, went to the bathroom, put on some music, removed my clothes, and got into the bathtub, feeling my muscles relax while listening to music and just enjoying the peace.

I give the word to set out, and we step forward into the beyond. *** That is the end of this book. It is only the beginning for Sarah, Aiden and their Pack

Seven years ago, we married in the heat of our passion, only to separate in the same fervor. Chandler held me then, promising he'd always wait for me. We had so much time ahead of us, or so we thought. Everything had changed when I got back. We could've been together forever, but there was no longer a future for us now. I whispered softly, "Chandler, it's over between us."

The chat was too lovely to be destroyed by a sad memories. He left early this morning to get some things in order. Some things he refused to mention but I don't have any doubt about him. He also said we will move into our home when he gets back. And I'm so excited. It's like unlocking a new chapter of my life. The days of darkness, trauma and lack of love are all over. And now I'm stepping into days of light, peace of mind, unconditional love, sparks and fireworks in my belly. I can never get enough of these.

Pop was the first to bite, which was all but expected; he's so damn easy. "Calculus, dad, we're taking it for the first time in our advance classes, and it's a beast." "So what do you need? Like a tutor?" "Yes, and we found the perfect one. She goes to our school, so it's all been set up, it's just that…" Anna let her words trail off and went back to picking at her food. "Just that what? What's going on?" He looked from Anna to Rosa, who picked up the conversation.

Despite my initial resistance, the prospect of training and the benefits it might bring made me more determined to embrace the challenge. Bell arrived to escort me to the Gym, and together, we walked through the corridors. The excitement of exploring a new space and the prospect of improving my skills were beginning to outweigh my irritation. Maybe this training, despite its origin, would offer me more than just a chance to defend myself—it could be an opportunity for growth. With a deep breath and a renewed sense of purpose, I followed Bell toward the Gym, ready to face whatever lay ahead.

Hey readers I know I'm not giving proper updates to this book. I am extremely sorry about it. I have been quite busy because of my studies, and I have to wrap up my other story, "Love Me Again." The story has few chapters left, and then I'll continue another book in it with the story of next generation. So, I am focusing more on it as it's about to end. Soon, I'll come up with new chapters for Beyond The Time.

Before we begin the story, I would like to extend my heartfelt welcome to you. If you are a sucker for dark desires and romance, then you are in the right place. Thank you for choosing us. You won't be disappointed a bit ❤️ Beyond the Guilty Pleasure © 2023 by Fantasia Swan ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ...

The facilitator’s voice wrapped around them again, “May this celebration be the seed of new beginnings—of love, forgiveness, and hope.” The four stayed close together as the music softened into a gentle hum, savoring the warmth of the afternoon and the promise of tomorrow.

This time, I would be happier. A week later, I walked into the event hall with Anthony. The moment I stepped inside, however, I saw Cyrus. My feet were instantly frozen to the ground, unable to move. Anthony held my arm and pulled me forward, whispering into my ear, “If you don’t cast away the shadows of your past completely, they’ll just come back to haunt you later.” I turned and met his gaze. His eyes were firm and warm, giving me strength. I took a deep breath and squeezed his arm with a smile. “Do I look good like this? Can you tell I’ve started over with a fresh slate?”