Dead End Courtney Novels & Stories

Maybe it would have ended better if I focused on her as a love interest. I understood that love was cruel but she went far. "Sir, are you alright, we…" Pedro and Martin rushed inside probably to deliver the news but when they saw Courtney's lifeless body, they stood at loss of words. I dropped the gun on the floor then I stood up. "Get my wife, and Lola home," I said, and then I left..

"Being able to meet you in this life is already enough for me. I hope you and Russ can live well. I'm willing to die to make that happen." Courtney's actions terrified Joey. He rushed forward and wrapped her tightly in his arms, snatching the vial from her hand. Russ cried and clung to Courtney's leg, begging her not to die. I let out a cold laugh. Who knew what was actually in that bottle? After two lifetimes, I had seen this kind of fake suicide act from Courtney more times than I could count. I grabbed the silver sword hanging on the wall and tossed it at Courtney's feet. "If you really want to die, use this. It's quick and clean. Just make sure you do it farther away so you don't dirty m

But by the time daylight broke and the streets outside grew bustling with traffic, they still hadn't uncovered any leads on Courtney. It was either she had vanished into thin air or gone to great lengths to cover her tracks. Jesse's eyes were bloodshot from staying up all night, but he showed no intention of leaving the station. It wasn't until he answered a call from an unfamiliar number that he finally rushed out. The call was from a lawyer who introduced himself as Ethan Moore. He explained that he was acting on Courtney's behalf and had an important matter to discuss in person. Jesse practically flew to the address Ethan had provided. He sped through red lights and ignored the honking of

Some middle-aged guy broke into a woman's apartment in the middle of the night, tortured her to death, and then dove off the thirteenth-floor balcony. It was nasty enough to have the whole office buzzing. By dinner time, the police released the names: Julian and Lily. I raised an eyebrow. Nice. Supposed they finally got their 'happily ever after.'

“Done with us.” There was silence. A deep, suffocating one. I stayed hidden in the shadowed corner, pressing my back against the wall, unable to move or breathe. I wasn’t supposed to listen. I knew that. But my feet wouldn’t take me away. Courtney finally spoke, voice cracking. “You’re… breaking up with me?” “Yes.” “Ace, that’s not funny.” “I’m not joking.” Her breath hitched audibly. “Why? Why would you even—? What did I do wrong?”

“You said you’d stand by me—please! Don’t let them do this!” But she didn’t answer. Because Courtney had already stood by him—too long, too blindly. And this was where it ended. Rafael’s voice echoed down the corridor until the heavy courtroom doors slammed shut behind him. Outside, the crowd swelled. Headlines were already being written. Inside, the judge gathered her papers. One more case. One more fallen man. Miles away from the courthouse, Amaliah and Caesar sat side by side on the quiet terrace of his home, watching the sun sink below the horizon. No television. No news. No courtroom. Only the stillness of the moment… and the gentle stirrings of a new beginning.

Brennan’s feet flailed helplessly. Noah was so terrifyingly violent. If he didn’t give his former benefactor something, then he might die right there and then. His face was smashed against the wall so hard that he had to strain to speak. “Ms. Courtney is going to be playing poker at the club at eight tomorrow.” Noah shoved him to the floor and flung the flash drive at him. Lying on the floor, he fell into deep thought. In the past, he had always thought he was a nobody before Noah. Now, however, it didn’t seem anything had changed. He was still a nobody!

Zade with another woman, at the furthest corner of the crowd whispering things to a certain redhead while they drank together like a couple of. "I don't think I know her" Even if my memories had failed me surely I would remember someone that...that...pretty and classy with Rag and bone boots, a little designer purse-who even carried designer bags to these things anyway—and a fur coat. A rather expensive looking fur coat. "That's Courtney Neal. As in your neighbors Neal" The Neals? The family next door whose house was collecting dust for years now? I mean their house was pretty and from what I had gathered they were a rich lot but no one mentioned a Courtney. Much less a Courtney that was pre

They couldn't have been more than fifteen years of age and were both intelligent looking. "We are the new fates, brothers Jackson and Nowell and you two are Rai, the Grim Reaper and Sebastian, a Death & Life soul cultivator, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," Jackson stated and presented his open hand to us as he stepped closer. Rai shook it first and said we needed to clean up the mess. "We will deal with it, you both enjoy your newly engaged selves," Jackson grinned. We both thanked them profusely and stood back as they waved their hands over the corpses and the bodies and blood all vanished.

And weirdly, everyone there looked like they were dressed for something big. It wasn't until Edmond and Philip followed the van—our bodies inside, heading to the crematorium—that it hit me. Keyla had paid. Our story was over. I watched as my body, once alive and full of dreams, slid into the cremation chamber. Minutes later, it was just ash. Edmond scooped it into a small bottle and took me home. Philip did the same for Ariel. When Edmond knelt and bowed in front of me, I finally felt peace.