End Of Eyes Wide Shut Novels & Stories

Our mate bond had already been dissolved, with the Elders' Council overseeing the process, and all the remaining matters were handled by them. Meanwhile, the footage from the cemetery kept looping on my communication device. In it, Lylia lay on the ground, crying hysterically, "Don't touch my grandmother's ashes. Stop!" But no one listened to her. It was just like before, when no one had listened to me. No one had heard my cries, and no one had stepped forward to help. I had been left sitting there in the dirt, watching helplessly as my pup's ashes were scattered into the wind.

His fingers twitch against the floor, scrabbling for something—control, power, anything. His eyes roll toward them, dark and fading, but still filled with venom. His lips move, sputtering blood with each word. “This… isn’t… the end…” But his voice falters, his breath catching, and slowly—finally—his eyes drift shut. His chest falls and doesn’t rise again. The rooftop falls into silence. The fire in the sky rains down in blackened ash, snowing over the survivors. The sirens below echo upward, mingling with the shouts of police flooding the building.

My vision swam, the ceiling above me spinning wildly. The pain was unbearable at first—burning, tearing through my body—until even that began to fade. My fingers trembled as they pressed weakly against my stomach. Warmth soaked my hands. My baby… My chest tightened violently, each breath harder than the last. Air burned in my lungs, refusing to stay. So this is how it ends, I thought hazily. My eyelids grew unbearably heavy. I’m sorry… With that final thought, I slowly closed my eyes.

He grabbed Kelly and threw himself off the yacht, dragging her down into the ocean with him. They disappeared beneath the waves. … When the news reached me, I felt nothing. No anger, no sadness. Just an eerie sense of finality. It was, in the end, the perfect ending for Zarrick. I turned back to my assistant, unfazed. "Make sure everything is ready for our family vacation." My life was mine to live, and I intended to live it well. My parents—I would take care of them with everything I had. And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

My mate’s shoulders shake and he rolls his head back until he’s looking up at the sky. He closes his eyes and a tear breaks free and rolls down his cheek. He laughs hysterically before his head drops forward. The muscles in his jaw twitched before he lifts his chin and he looks at me with haunted eyes. “Now I know I’m dreaming, but I pray I never wake,” Shane murmured.

Another tightened his grip on his weapon. Nobody laughed. Nobody dismissed it. Because everyone could feel it. The world was changing. Then the fracture widened. Only slightly. But enough. Something moved behind it. The entire wall fell silent. My heart stopped. Because for a brief moment I saw an eye. Massive. Golden. Watching. Not through the crack. Behind it. The eye blinked once. The fracture immediately sealed. Gone. Vanished. As though it had never existed. The storm remained. The rain remained.

It was overwhelming, and her eyes slowly fluttered close. From a distance, her ears caught the sound of the powerful, guttural cry that made her heart lurch. A soft, weak smile touched her face, and she finally let herself fully succumb to the darkness swallowing her, knowing she was now in safe hands.

Staring ahead with glazed eyes, he smiled through the pain. This is just perfect, Thomas thought to himself. What a perfect way to end it. You finally got rid of me. He could bear the pain longer. It felt like his lungs were on fire and a hammer was hitting his head at the same time. His fingers were numb and it was impossible to move. The room finally closed up on him and closing his eyes, he watched it all fade to black. A tear crept out from his lightly closed eyes, trailing down his face before splattering on the floor. The room echoed the sound before going quiet.

It belonged entirely to the Witness—raw, ancient, and deeply terrified. "What is it?" Ava whispered, her voice barely cracking the silence of the valley. The colossal eye slowly turned toward her. For the first time since its arrival in their skies, its cosmic voice lacked any semblance of certainty. *“The End.”* The words struck harder than any physical threat ever could. *The End.* It was not a creature. It was not a weapon, nor was it an invading empire. It was simply an ending.

Hearing that, my mom’s vision went black, and she collapsed onto the floor. Meanwhile, Elijah had searched every single terminal at the airport. He had checked the passenger manifests of all outbound flights for the day and didn’t even spare the cargo channels. Yet, as reports came back from every location, I was nowhere to be found, and the overwhelming fear growing in his heart almost swallowed him whole. Just as he kicked open the door to another lounge, his eyes bloodshot, a familiar figure suddenly caught the corner of his eye, and he froze on the spot. “Why is she here?”