Beyond The End (my Landlady Noona) Novels & Stories

"Babe, please, I can't keep going anymore. Can you take care of it yourself? Please, babe. I feel like I'm going to pass out!" A petite woman was pleading with the muscular man, her voice trembling as she lay sprawled on the floor, her eyes fluttering shut. "No way. I'm not done yet." "Ahh… No, please..." In the bedroom next door, the shadows of two figures moved together in a rhythm that hinted at their intensity.

At the Liddells' residence, Bowen rushed to Kathleen's bedside, reaching for her forehead. He shouted, "Kathleen! Why is she so cold? Annie, call the doctor!" Yvonne followed him in, pretending to be concerned. "Is she okay? Maybe she just got too tired after last night?" Annie stood in the doorway, her voice calm. "Late-stage cancer. Mrs. Liddell has passed away." "What?" Bowen frowned. "Don't joke around like that. She was fine last night."

Naomi and Wayne stood at the center, each holding a child, looking every bit the picture of a perfect family of four. I stood silently in the crowd, watching that scene. Taking a bite of matcha cake, the sweetness on my tongue turned bitter. Without sparing them another glance, I walked out of the hotel. Sliding into the car Wayne had once given me with matching license plates, the cold voice of the system filled my head, and dizziness overtook me. "Host, your departure time has arrived. Countdown: three, two, one…" I closed my eyes. From that moment on, Arden Sharpe no longer existed in this world.

the system said. A sharp sense of weightlessness surged through me. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on my own soft bed. Outside the window, the familiar neon lights of the city glowed quietly. Downstairs, the sound of traffic drifted in steady waves. There was no mission, no tasks, and certainly no obsessive man like Caspian. The system's voice echoed in my mind, carrying a rare hint of relief. "As per our agreement, 50 million dollars has been transferred to your account through legal channels. Now, initiating the final step—Restoration of Emotions."

"The dead are gone, Your Highness. You must take care of yourself. Though the prince consort and the young lord have passed, this great residence still needs you to hold it together." Mother's eyes lost focus. She smiled bitterly. "What residence? Gideon and Eli are gone. What use do I have for such a large estate alone?" Her face turned ashen. She clutched her head, drowning in guilt and collapse. Only when the physician began packing his things did Mother's gaze land on the bloodstains on the floor. Her voice came out hoarse. "Doctor Harlow, your skill is known throughout the army. Why have you returned to the capital?"

“Greg, we’re still in the middle of a war. Someone’s watching us, threatening us. This isn’t just glitter and music anymore.” “I know,” he said. “But maybe… we deserve one night to feel normal.” She didn’t answer right away. But deep down… she wanted that. Even if it might be a mistake. Even if it might burn everything down. Finally, she nodded. “Okay.” Greg smiled—and for once, it reached his eyes. Cliffhanger Ending Across the school quad, Bianca leaned against the fountain, her red nails tapping at her phone screen. She’d heard everything. Seen everything.

He continued to drive as her apartment came near. Nadia sighed, realising that she needed to clarify her vision further. Her eyes softened as she looked at Sonu, realising he did not understand. "You're wrong, my love. Just take me home; I'll explain. You and I are no longer ordinary." Sonu's eyes widened in surprise as he pulled up in front of Nadia's apartment, his curiosity piqued by her mysterious words. As they entered her apartment, he felt a sense of anticipation, eagerly awaiting her explanation. The room was filled with a warm and cosy atmosphere, reflecting Nadia's vibrant personality. Sonu noticed the photographs adorning the walls, capturing moments of adventure and success. His

Noor, I beg you to let me go," Mandy said, Noor looked at her. "Did you know you are very beautiful?" Noor asked as he stared at her cleavage, that is a bit exposed, Mandy traced his eyes to her cleavage, and she grabbed the quilt and covered herself. "Why?" "Noor stop looking at me like that, I am not your wife," Mandy yelled at him, and he smiled. "Here eat." Mandy has no choice but to eat since no one is coming for her, Noor watches her finish eating, and he takes the dishes away since Mandy arrives, she hasn't left the room, he doesn't let her out and she hasn't heard anyone's voice apart from Noor but this day, she is hearing voices outside, she decided to peel through the keyhole, she

"So, you see, what had happened was—" "You little tramp!" Noelle smacked my butt with her rolled-up paper, and my thoughts went to the less-than-plutonic places of last night. The look wasn't lost on her if the smirk was anything to go by. "Is this about the centaur that works at the bodega on 8th?" Nana Bet side-eyed me, shoveling hearty heaps of grits into Styrofoam bowls, listening. Judging.

she said with a very low voice but angry look. She begged her telling her why she had not paid the money. The money was diverted towards her grandmother health when she was very sick and they had no money with them except from the rent fee. She begged but all she wanted is the money. She wept bitterly but she's not ready to listen to her. She's moving her out of the room already when she cried more for more time "I will pay double of the money this month" she shouted kneeling down. The land lady like money. All wanted is money.