Novel & Cerita Beyond The End (my Landlady Noona)

"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.

Leonidas rumbles, halting the massive carriage at the gates of the Silverclaw Healing Hall. I bolt from the passenger cabin, sprinting toward the stone fortress, my instincts screaming that we are already too late. "Look at her! The crazy omega is broadcasting her final rites to the entire Moonhaven Alpha Circle!" a young wolf in the crowd mutters, holding up a scrying mirror. I push past the gathering pack travelers, my eyes darting to the stone parapet fifty flights above the courtyard. Nyra is standing on the very edge of the stone ledge, her dark hair whipped wild by the high-altitude winds, her face pale as death itself. Her phone crystal is tied to the iron railing, casting her despera

Nona said, her head still facing down at her book. “Well, it’s like opening a new book, and a new story begins. Better?” Rabel said. Nona raised her head and slammed her book cover as she threw her face towards the window, ignoring Rabel. She desperately didn’t want to leave her friends behind. “Damn it, Nona! Now we’ll be the main characters of our own lives.” “Your life. Mine is 1,000 km away. Now I’m all by myself just for a fucking whim,” Nona said shakily, tears streaming down her eyes.

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.]

My landlord's name was Leah Burke. She was in her early 20s and had a smoking hot body with delightfully smooth skin. Leah often donned dresses of various designs. Whenever she passed by, I could vaguely see the lacey texture of her underwear. It had been almost a month since I moved in, but she never greeted me whenever we saw each other. She was quite a standoffish beauty. This afternoon, I signed a big business deal. It delighted my boss so much that he had me get off work early as a reward. Little did I expect to see my gorgeous landlord outside my apartment door.

After the long day, it was easy to see why the landlady might misunderstand. "You've got it all wrong, ma'am. We didn't break up. Things are just a bit inconvenient right now, so I'm moving back for a while." "Oh, I see," the landlady said, though it was clear she was not fully convinced. She nodded and decided to humor Noelle. "Alright then, but you've got so many heavy things. Let me help you carry them." "Oh, there's no need!" Noelle politely declined. "I can manage on my own. It's getting late, so I don't want to disturb your rest."

She was beaming, her eyes full of dreams for the future. "Let's have a destination wedding, alright? We'll get married in Southpoint, then have another ceremony in Eastwind. I heard the Lumians are very romantic, too… What about having another ceremony in the Lumian capital of Lumiere? I want to wear lots and lots of beautiful wedding dresses and take all kinds of wedding photos, fill up a whole wall with them…" Zach just looked at her, his eyes emotionless. "Annie's dead."

I thought it was over. I really did. However, Sienna always had a way of turning things into something far more insane. It was Sebastian who slid a phone across the table to me. “You need to see this.” The screen showed Sienna’s live stream. She stood on the hospital rooftop, dressed in an oversized patient gown. The wind whipped her hair into a tangled mess. She was gaunt. Her face was as pale as paper. She was crying so hard her voice cracked and tore.

A message from an unknown number: “The property transfer is complete. The Vance Estate is now debt-free. All liens have been removed. The gardens are yours to save. Consider it a gift from someone who understood too late that extraction was the wrong strategy. - Anonymous” Attached was a wire transfer confirmation. Enough money to restore the gardens to their former glory. Enough to ensure they would survive. “Silas,” Elara whispered. “Even after everything, even right before the end, he tried to save us.” “No,” Julian said. “The consciousness tried to save us. It was learning what love actually meant, right up until the end. It was using Silas’s final moments to give us what we needed to su