Bittersweet Ending Novels & Stories

We gave it our best and when we look back, we can proudly say, ‘Hell yeah, at least I tried. ~~~ THE END! That is it! The last chapter. We have Epilogue next. But ADWTD has officially come to an end. Colton and Racheal thank you for your company and reading their love story filled with mystery, killings, suspense, kisses and tons of drama. Thank you! And lots of love! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I am deadly serious.” “Then the answer is hell yes,” he answered and this time, his grin mimicked hers. He dropped his gaze to his watch and then looked up to meet her eyes. “Also, I think we better go to that restaurant before we missed their last order.” * * * Dear Gentle Readers, will these two be okay? There are only a few chapters left and this author could not help but feel sad :( The author has two scenarios for the ending with one being a happy ending and the other one being a sad ending. Which ending would you choose for these two?

When the credits rolled, we just sat there for a while, not moving. “That was unfair,” Ariana said, wiping her nose. “They didn’t have to kill him.” “Love stories always end badly,” I murmured. She looked at me sideways. “Not all of them.” I didn’t answer. I just watched the screen fade to black and felt that familiar ache stir in my chest again. Xander’s voice, his cold gaze, Kyle’s silence. But before it could settle, Ariana grabbed my hand. “Come on. One last stop.”

The sharp and attractive square jawline moved slightly, he answered the other's question: "Old Fashioned" The bartender responded with a nod and then started his bartender, leaving him to wait by slamming the phone furiously. The wine glass was pushed in front of him, taking a sip. Bitter taste of Angostura Bitter is light of orange peel, a little sweetness of cane sugar is full of sweetness of Bourbon Whiskey. Those were the things he tasted, like the memories with the lover that became old a few minutes ago came back. The sweet taste like when she said she loved him with sweet words, the bitter taste when she said she loved him, but the feelings were slowly being shared with others. It all

The next morning, she heard from Lucas’s assistant that Vanessa had suffered a miscarriage. … Vanessa sat weakly atop the horse, her voice hoarse as she pleaded for mercy. From the raised platform, Lucas idly toyed with a lighter, his expression unreadable. Only after a long pause did he finally light his cigarette as he decided to let her go. Desperate, Vanessa reached for him, unwilling to accept her fate. But all she received in return was a cold, mocking sneer.

as a tribute to new beginnings, to unity, and to the love that had endured every storm. As the weeks turned into months, the home grew warmer, fuller. Late-night feedings turned into lullabies sung in harmony. Their story, once marked by heartbreak and betrayal, had become a testament to forgiveness and resilience. And so, surrounded by love, laughter, and the tiny hands of their future... They lived happily ever after. THE END. . . . A huge thank you to all my amazing readers for sticking with me until the very end of this story! I'm overwhelmed with gratitude for the love and support you've shown, and I'm so glad you've enjoyed the journey.

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

The world around us fades into oblivion leaving just the two of us under the moonlit sky cocooned in our own happy bubble. The End ==================================================== Bonus chapters coming soon. Thanks for reading! Kellisa Kelly

They might have taken my freedom, my revenge, but they couldn't take my defiance. With a trembling hand, I uncorked the vial. The scent of bitter almonds filled my nostrils, a familiar, comforting scent. This wasn't a swift poison, no. It would be a slow, agonizing descent into oblivion, a fitting end for a life filled with such bitter disappointment.

Let go of the what-ifs, the delusions of a second chance. What we had burned—bright and fierce, but far too short. Like a flame that lit up the dark for a moment… then vanished. And that… was the end of us. (The End)