Bittersweet Ending Novels & Stories

He said that to me, and I sighed. "I know." "I will miss you, Jasmine." He whispered as he interlocked our fingers; the spark that was blossoming between us was now bittersweet. My head was bent, my eyes blurry from the tears that had gathered, and I was trying to focus on the intertwined hands. Why does this feel like the end?

And then, she looks into my eyes with an intense gaze, tilts her head to her right, and says, “To you.” To stretch my imagination a little further, I am even tempted to end the story with a tight hug and a french-kiss. It’s the kiss I desperately missed in the evening I had met her for the last time, before the chance-meet in Kolkata airport. Dear Reader, you may not like this kind of a made-up ending, even though Biswa might like it for his screenplay. He can, in fact, show the kissing scene at the end in slo-mo, covering half the screen with it, while showing the credits in the other half. The credits should, of course have this:

This was not the ending I had wanted and I didn't know what to feel about it As a kid, I read many novels and always thought if only my life could be like one of those. Now that it had become such, I feel I would have been better off having a simple normal life. However, unlike all those novels which had a beautiful and grand ending with everything tied up in a bow, I didn't get to have that. My ending could best be described as 'Bittersweet'

I loved Cassidy more than anything. Although she had been involved with countless men, and she had even cheated on me with Henry, the fake heir, I still couldn't bring myself to let her go. I worked out, took medication, and did everything I could because I wanted to have a child with her. When the doctor finally told me today that I met the required fertility criteria, I grabbed the test results and rushed straight to her office. "Cassidy, I–" My voice came to an abrupt halt. Cassidy was passionately kissing her new male secretary with her arms wrapped around him. She glanced at me impatiently. "Get out!" I suddenly came to my senses. I could accept having a wife like her, but coul

~The Present Day~ "Is it okay to put that as an ending? Isn't that quite heartbreaking? I mean that time is the most painful moment of my life." I said to Lucas while wiping my tears. "Yep." replied Lucas while writing. "No, you will break your reader's heart...I think you should end it on the wedding." "No can do." "Just let him Junior, that will draw the attention of his readers." Dad interrupts. "Sometimes, ending doesn't have to end happily, but sometimes ending should end in unique way, not sad but satisfactory." said Lucas

“Sometimes I remember watching *you* do it.” My stomach twisted. “So either way,” I said, “the Game got a nice tragic ending out of it.” “TRAGIC ENDINGS INCREASE AUDIENCE SATISFACTION,” the Admin supplied blandly. “Shut up,” I said automatically. The images kept cycling. In none of them did, I saw a version where we both walked away. My fingers clenched so hard around the pen that my knuckles hurt. “This is the part where you pick which of you gets to die beautifully,” the Game implied, without saying it.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

“I'm sorry.” “I'm back now.” He muttered. I pulled back and aggressively kissed him on the lips. “Oh, I definitely wouldn't die when you kiss like this.” Franklin whispered as we hugged again. I chuckled, and the other ladies joined in the hug. There were whispers and clamours all around as to what had happened. Maybe the world wouldn't end so badly after all. A bittersweet ending? Maybe that's good enough. And whatever happens from here, we'll figure it out along the line. We have each other, the world should be kind and easy. THE END.

I replied, exasperated. "And then one of them dies, leaving the other one completely alone," he added, a sad smile touching his lips. “It’s still not a happy ending because someone is left behind to mourn. Okay, let’s rephrase it: what if they die together? Then they just leave behind a grieving family.” He paused for a moment, letting his words sink in before continuing. “There is only an ending, Mia, but no one is truly happy. That is reality. The only comfort is if they pass away together, but even then, it ends in loss.” Tsh! So that was what he was fighting for. He really was bitter, wrapping the whole world in his grief.

--- Aria’s breath hitched. “…what?” --- Jay’s voice dropped. “You think this ends differently just because you feel different?” A pause. “They showed me.” --- Liam’s eyes narrowed sharply. “Showed you what?” --- Jay’s gaze flicked briefly toward the Alpha. Standing at the edge. Watching. Waiting. --- “The end,” Jay said. --- The word lingered. Heavy. Unavoidable. --- Aria’s voice trembled now. “…what end?” --- Jay smiled faintly.