Book End Of The Line Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jayce whispered, “And we burned.” BOOK ONE COMES TO AN END

And when it’s my turn? It won’t be about chasing. It’ll be about ending. Clean. Final. Permanent. So when I finally leave her behind—used, broken, forgotten—there’ll be nothing left of the girl who thought she was untouchable. Only a story. One no one will believe. I sink deeper into the shadows of my booth, the city’s elite groveling beneath us. Champagne sparkles. The bass keeps pulsing. Another night. Another sacrifice waiting to be made. And this time?

The part that still believed we weren’t done. ••••••••• We're nearing the end of this book 🥺

He stuck his head out the window, enjoying the view. Outside, the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky with hues of gold and orange. What a beautiful evening. “Woof, woof!” The end.

They organized a farewell gathering at a karaoke bar. At 8:00 pm, Lawrence arrived at Echo Chamber. As soon as he walked into the private room, his eyes immediately spotted Julia and Patrick sitting beside each other.

◆:*:◇:*:◆:*:◇:*:◆ 【ＴＨＥ ＥＮＤ】 Should I post a bonus chapter?

The problem is I started to feel headache when I looked at it “Do you need these books in nursing?” I asked but he remained silent for a second “I am just fascinated on how our mind works so I started reading this kind of books” he answered After he scanned almost all of the books he didn’t buy any because he has already copy of all of those “Then why you scanned those when you have already a copy of them?” I asked “To test if you will let go off my hand” he said My brows furrowed because of confusion “what?”

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... The bookstore manager seized Thomas Morrow's arm, his voice low but firm. "Sir, please keep it down. You're disturbing the other readers." Thomas's eyebrows twisted into knots of rage. He jerked his arm free with a violent shake, growling, "Didn't you hear me? I'm your boss's boyfriend, and you want me to whisper? I can get you fired in a minute!" He smoothed the wrinkles from his silk cuffs, then cast a disdainful glance at my simply short-sleeved shirt. "That kid and his father are clearly contagious. Clear the store and sanitize every surface."

Life couldn't be any better. THE END