Completed Novel 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! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He shove his things and I heard a glass shatter. "Cut." Stuart said and I entered "Nice anger you throw that." "We already take this scene 13 times and you've been saying that." Sky rolled his eyes "Such a weird guy." "Okay rest time." Yey, today Yasmine will picked me up and we will try this new restaurant. "Guyss~ before take a rest I want to tell you guys something." He looked at us and smiling "We got 24% ratings for the 10th eps and in 1 week we will done. Thankyou for all your work and you guys two and I think we need to make the extra eps." He chuckled and we all clapped our hands.

Adele's POV This was the first time Lucius Martin had ever accompanied me out to dinner. From time to time, he lifted his head to glance at the clock across from him, his fingers tapping impatiently against the tabletop. It wasn't until I slid a house purchase contract toward him that he finally stopped. He didn't even finish reading it. He signed his name at lightning speed, stood up, and prepared to leave. "It's already midnight," he said coolly. "Our wedding anniversary is over. I should go."

She said, walking away. "I will." As she disappeared down the staircase, I walked back into the room and closed the door behind me. Zaire had still not moved an inch. I smiled as I looked at him. He was completely knocked out. I climbed back onto the bed and carefully pulled the blanket over myself. It was still early, and after everything that had happened, I was exhausted. So I closed my eyes and went back to sleep. The next time I woke up, sunlight was completely filling the room.

Unlike her. She never left till it was 5. His eyes lingered on the door she'd disappeared through. He found himself wondering what might have been the problem. She never left in a hurry. She'd always leave quietly without saying a word to anyone... But as the day progressed and they were ready to close...he found her sketch book. She'd left it in a hurry. _So cliché_ He scoffed and picked it up! For something she'd been always engrossed in...she seemed eager to leave it behind. Definitely wanting him to find it.

He wasn't the Author, or the Ghost-Writer, or Julian. ​He was a man with grey hair, wearing a worn-out "Davis Global" security shirt. He was drinking a cup of real, steaming coffee. ​"Sit down, Nora," the man said, his voice sounding like the very first page of Chapter 1. "We need to talk about the 'Completion Bonus'." ​Nora looked at the table. On it lay a single, physical Exit Key. But beside the key was a New Manuscript. ​The title on the cover read: "VOLUME 2: THE REVENGE OF THE AUTHOR’S WIFE."

I promise she is in there. I found mine in the fire. You will find yours too. She typed the last word at eleven forty-seven at night. She did not read it back. She knew, without reading it back, that it was done. There was a particular quality to a finished thing that was different from an unfinished one — a completeness that sat in the room differently, that the air around it held differently. She had reached it. The manuscript was complete. She sat in the study in the late night quiet of her empty house.

Because my older sister, Zara Gomez, dreamed of becoming a psychologist, I became her favorite test subject simply because I had been highly sensitive since birth. She said children should not be given too much security, so my parents missed every important moment in my life for years. She said people at their lowest should not be coddled, so when I was critically injured in a car accident, they turned around and went on vacation to Coral Isle. Only Aaron Shaw ever stood up to them. He would tell me gently, "Cry if you need to. I'm here." Then came the wedding by the beach. I waited and waited, but he never showed. Holding up the hem of my wedding dress, I searched the beach anxiou

I got a second chance, mate, and a second chance at love. It was finally complete and perfect. Whole. Complete. Finally, fully, ours. **THE END OF BOOK 4: A SECOND CHANCE**

He felt oddly complete, fulfilled, and the promise of having this forever was as comforting as it was frightening. He resolved that he would fight for this Forever, with tooth and nail if he had to. . THE END . Dear Reader, Thank you for taking the time to read my story, for being the inspiration, Thank you for your encouragement and kind words<3. Hope to continue this journey another time. Although I’m still planning on a sequel that’s going to document how Clyde and Lance managed to defeat those werewolves and build up their own pack... please support me if the book comes out... thank you once again for all your support and for being my dearest inspiration.... I appreciate you all very muc