Blasphemous Endings Novels & Stories

Then, he finally gave me the recognition I deserved in our project, Eternal Dawn. Moreover, he uncovered that it was Hannah and her family who had caused our parents' death. They sabotaged the car in the hope of claiming our family's fortune. Ethan was devastated by the truth. Only now did he realize he had blamed the wrong person for all these years. He retaliated against them out of sheer rage, even selling off the company and donating every last penny of it. When it was all over, he held my teddy bear and jumped into the ocean. I heard him saying, "Emilia, let's go home."

"Finis appropinquat. Venimus. Communitas supernaturarum transgressorum." 'The end is near. We are coming. Community of the rogue supernaturals'. Fuck me!

The true horror. The heart of the nightmare. The source of ten thousand years of suffering. Then Thomas smiled. Not because he was winning. Because it was finally ending. Then he remembered. Ava. Rowan. Cassian. Valen. Eryx. Every friend. Every sacrifice. Every step that had brought him here. Then he raised the sword. The silver blade shone brighter than the stars. Then Thomas roared. Then: "THIS ENDS NOW!" And struck. BOOOOOOOOOOM!

“But you forced my hand. I gave you time for repentance, but you chose not to. Then you gathered traitors, but get this: on this day, you will all burn to the ground in this room, and your ashes will remind every single person to fall in line.” My breath caught. “Your reign ends now.” The blade settles at my throat light as dawn on skin and I see the world behind her eyes: grief… justice… finality and then everything goes dark.

I lift my gaze to the sky and let my power stretch, tasting the distant panic of cities realizing their wards are gone, their gods silent, their prayers unanswered. “No more anchors,” I whisper. “No more bonds.” Only endings. The game is almost over. And this time— Everyone dies.

Metal screaming apart. And then… nothing. THE END

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"

Earth lasted nineteen more years and then went silent under a smaller formatting event no one had learned to resist. Jack threw the scene into the Tail's ledger. "Your saved ending loses value after downstream collapse." Ben made a sound of pure religious delight. "Boss, that is impairment." The chain cracked. Haley grabbed another ending. "What about this one?" She watched herself become a perfect influencer, rich and empty, no wolves, no cosmic baby, no bad decisions heroic enough to count. She gagged. "Zero value. Terrible lighting." She threw it into the ledger. Another chain broke.

When the segment ended, the spectators lost it completely. "Jesus… How can people be this evil?" "Damn! They planned to have Quin killed in a car crash. When that didn't work, they pretended to be the good guys and expected her to thank them?! What a darn joke!" "Darn it! Now I finally get why Quin did what she did. If it were me, I'd tear those two pieces of work to shreds!" "Honestly, Quin went too easy on them! Just seeing those two snakes makes my blood boil!"

She was savouring what his howl had broken. Her voice faded, but the echo clung to our throats. --- POV: Alpha Blackthorn I forced myself to stand. Ash clung to me, to my wolves, to Blackthorn’s stones. I looked at the priestesses, at Kaelith’s steady flame, at wolves bowed in grief, and I felt the scar of my son’s last choice burn into all of us. “This is not an ending,” I said, voice raw. “This is inheritance.”