Bittersweet Ending Novels & Stories

her feminine deep yet smooth voice bounced around the room filling up our attentive ears. "Someone here is the traitor and I'll be giving all of you just 48hours to surrender yourself. If I don't get a response from any of the seven of you then I'll advice you live the remaining hours of lives the way you wish and don't even think of acting smart cause I'll find you. You are all dismissed"

Frames shattered and glass fragments sprayed everywhere, just like how my heart shattered along with them. I did not know how long it took, but I only stopped when there was not a single intact smile left on the wall. Then, I collapsed on the floor with no more strength left in me. After a long time, I called my best friend Brenda Harris. "Brenda, I'm getting a divorce. You said you needed a partner in Floraland, right? I'm coming to see you." Brenda froze for a second, then she supported me without hesitation. "I'll go ahead and get your ticket. You can leave in three days."

“Liam you don’t understand, you have to think clearly. The man who killed your parents is almost dead and is counting on his last breaths. His two right hands were executed by you yourself. Don’t you think it’s enough?” “No it’s not enough!” he shouted and then buried his face in his palms. “Are you crying?” I asked in astonishment. Oh my God, he was actually crying. Liam Lautner was crying. “I should call Cassie” “No wait, don’t tell her that her Mafia husband is weeping like a kid demanding for an ice cream” he chuckled and wiped his tears. “Look Liam, you are one of the luckiest persons on earth. You’ve got Cassie beside you as your wife. You should be very thankful to God.” He held his h

Megan murmured. "Silly, that's no ordinary gift," Beatrice said. As Megan looked down at the bangle on her wrist, her gaze slowly darkened. Lawrence was truly a wonderful person. Any woman married to him would be incredibly fortunate. Too bad their marriage was all a sham. Once their contract ended, Lawrence would inevitably leave. Before they departed, Elyse pulled her aside. "Megan, your dream finally came true! Tell me. How did you manage to snag Lawrence?"

He wouldn’t give us any more information, only more riddles. I swung my sword and decapitated him in one swift move, his neck cutting like butter. No moment in my life had ever been so satisfying. As his head fell to the ground, I saw movement. At first I thought it was one of Sir Duggar’s men, but they were too small, too delicate. I ordered my men to start burning while I watched, my eyes scanning the shadows looking for her. I noticed her again a few tents away. She was making quick progress toward the exit and I couldn’t help but follow.

Sarah stood frozen, tears pouring down her face. Janice’s eyes locked onto hers. “I hate you,” she whispered weakly. “You ruined my life…” Her hand twitched. Her eyes slowly went empty. Janice was gone. James collapsed into a chair, shaking uncontrollably. Sarah ran to him and wrapped her arms around him tightly. “It’s over,” she sobbed. “It’s finally over.” Sirens echoed again. This time, not for destruction— But for closure.

“And we’ll see you all again in a few months.” The video ended with Baxter leaning toward her and kissing her lips. “Come on assholes, you have to clean our toilets now,” a bigger, more broader and scarier inmate appeared, pointing towards Graham and Elgin. “They got their happy endings, and we suffer everyday,” Graham whispered in tears as he watched the stilled screen. The End.

Translation, I will probably kill us both When I end up backin' into ya You ain't gonna be able to tell what the fuck's happenin' to ya When you're bit with the— Venom, adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-W-When they get bit with the—) Venom, (I got that) adrenaline momentum And I'm not knowin' when I'm Ever gonna slow up and I'm Ready to snap any moment I'm Thinkin' it's time to go get 'em They ain't gonna know what hit 'em (W-W-When they get bit with the—) I said knock knock, let the devil in Alien, E-E-Elliott phone home Ain't no telling when this cho

Her reaction came in seconds: Silver: Babe. If you ever want to switch places, blink twice. My laughter faded as I chewed slower. The flavors melted on my tongue, but my mind wasn’t on the food anymore. He said little. Yet he provided so much. And I couldn’t help but wonder… What is Josh really thinking? By the time I finished eating, it was past 10:30 p.m., and the city outside had settled into a quiet hum. I curled up on the armchair by the window, a plush throw draped over my shoulders, letting the glow of the night lights blur my thoughts. I should’ve felt satisfied. Grateful, even.

Even so, my heart felt warm and fuzzy inside. The next year, we got married, and his company took off. The first thing he did was buy the dying chocolate factory. After that, I had all the sweets I could ever want. Now, however, that sweetness was like poison, sealing off my breath. My chest felt suffocated. Before the tears could fall, I heard Ethan’s voice. “What are you looking at, babe?”