End Game In Someone's Story Novels & Stories

She whispered, “They think the game is over. But they haven’t seen my endgame yet” And with a swipe of her finger, the screen went black.

Whether he would stay to the end or give up, he had no way of knowing. - "Interesting" the brunette commented. As the game went on, the beats of the dancing music continued to drive the dancers forward. The second round came to an end, and some of the participants began to realize that they couldn't win. Evans and Lora looked at each other, then at the cards in their hands, selling and buying challenges. - "I give up" the brunette threw her cards on the table, waving the white flag. She liked the game, the challenges it held, but she was more interested in what the end of the night would bring.

So it has come to this, the end, the end of the game, the end of my life. They say that at the end of a game there has to be a winner and a loser. And that every story has to come to an end. Is this my end? Is my game up? Has my life come to an end? But then there is that cliché saying that with every end there is a new beginning. Whichever way you look at it, whether you live or eventually die things will always come to an end.

“ how many more minutes till y’all are done playing this little hide and seek game? Its getting boring” “ Are you aware that you’re actually kidnapped” the guy said, just to be sure. “ well now I am” “ Then why did you call it hide and seek?” “ Oh sorry, tic tac toe sounds more appropriate” she said with a scoff and lowkey, it pissed her guard off. “ at this pace, you might as well get killed before we find a use of you” “ excuse you, I am a living breathing human… if you can be used like an object, I interject on my behalf”

Then I commented underneath it. "Thanks for the concern, everyone. We've broken up. Please don't bother me about this."

END. Couldn't think of a perfect way to end this, anyway __ all in all, we have come to the end of our story , if you haven't said anything since we started , come on, this is your chance, please say something, anything, whatever , just anything you think about it... thanks for reading, don't forget to vote and thanks in advance for your feedback❤

Ways to make them disappear, remind them they didn't belong in this world. I smiled to myself. A slow, wicked grin oozed across my face. This wasn't the end of the story— it was only the beginning. And by the time I was through, Ella would wish she'd never taken that first step into Xavier's life. The game was anything but over. As a matter of fact, it was just getting started.

Who knows what we'll run into? The End

"Then why didn't you tell me? You let me lose millions for nothing!" I gave him a sidelong glance. "Kyle, what is wrong with you? We already broke up. I already resigned. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. What I do is none of your business." I turned and walked away. "I never agreed to break up! You don't get to decide that on your own! Besides, we're engaged!" Kyle shouted after me, loud enough to make people on the street stop and stare. What a joke. The engagement had been between him and Anya. It had nothing to do with me.

⸻ “The Dreamer wakes.” A shelf collapsed. 📖💥 ⸻ “Reality ends.” ⸻ The stars dimmed. ⸻ “The story is complete.” ⸻ 💔 ⸻ Nobody spoke. ⸻ Because deep down… The ending sounded natural. ⸻ Painful. ⸻ But natural. ⸻ Every story ends. ⸻ 🌙 Why She Stole It Tears rolled down Nyra’s face. ❤️ ⸻