End Of Great Gatsby Novels & Stories

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

"Grandma, I wrote our story. Like you said. The next chapters." "Read it to me?" She did. All of it. The years after Louis. The growing family. The love that kept going. I listened, smiling, heart full. "Perfect," I whispered when she finished. "Absolutely perfect." Then I closed my eyes. And Louis was there. Reaching for me. "Ready?" he asked. "Ready." We walked away together. Into the light. Into whatever came next. Our story was complete. But it would keep going. Through Will. Through Lily. Through all of them. Love never ends. It just changes shape. --- **THE END**

To him, I would be nothing more than a stranger in a well-tailored dress. ​“One million dollars, going once,” the Mayor’s voice crackled through the monitors, sounding small compared to the gravity of Silas’s presence. I stared through the glass at the leather-bound book on the pedestal: The Great Gatsby. A first edition. It was my favorite book—the one I had read to Silas by the fireplace when the world was still quiet, the one whose ending we had debated until the sun came up. He wasn’t just bidding on a luxury item; he was bidding on a memory he thought was buried in ash. My heart didn’t break for him; it hardened. He was throwing money at a ghost, trying to buy back a piece of the soul h

except me. And the Goddess. And that was all that mattered. THE END. A GAMMA's KISS - Cassandra M / OCT 2022

Richard's expression shifted, panic flickering in his gaze. Cammy smiled. Then she vanished. I looked at Richard, a deep calm settling within me. "Richard, in the next life... let's not meet again." As my consciousness dissolved into nothingness, I heard a distant, broken sob. And a whisper carried away by the wind. "I'm sorry..." [The End]

The whole field was becoming a huge book, writing itself beneath their feet. “We have to find the real Gabe,” June said. She grabbed Dante’s hand. His grip was weak, but she squeezed harder. “If his name’s on the list of the dead, there’s got to be a way back. This book is alive. It listens to us—our blood, our work.” “You can’t change what’s already been eaten,” the shadow hissed, lunging. Smoky hands reached for June’s book. “Run!” June yelled. They tore across the field, but nothing felt solid. Each step crumpled the paper ground beneath them. Huge black letters appeared at their feet: THE END OF THE AVERY FAMILY.

Alessio carried him up the stairs slow, steady, secure each step echoing the same truth: The story was done. The war was over. The ending was good. And in the doorway of their bedroom, Noa whispered the last line of their entire journey: “Alessio… welcome home.” THE END.

I turned around and left, but Jeremy stopped me. I shut my eyes in defeat and waited for his punishment. No matter how much he loved me, he would always favor Bailey. He softened his voice, “Today is a special day, I’d like to bring you to a place.” I was a little surprised. I did not expect him to remember. Regardless, I wanted to give my long-term relationship a closure. After that, I would have no lingering regrets. He took me to the top floor of the grandest hotel in River State.

A werewolf only has one fated mate in their lifetime. But my Alpha husband Derek refused to acknowledge me. All because I was human. Six years ago, to be with him, I was forced to sign a humiliating breeding contract with the pack elders. Bear an heir within one year: receive ten million. Bear an heir within three years: receive three million. If no pregnancy occurred within six years, I could not interfere with my husband's affairs outside the marriage. Derek's eyes burned red as he roared at me: "Did you become my mate because of me, or because of the Thorn Pack's fortune?!" From that day on, to punish me, he deliberately brought his assistant Camilla to every event, doting on her ri

Her cheeks were flushed with satisfaction, and dark red marks covered the soft skin above her chest. Even the black lace dress I had bought for our anniversary had been stained with a few suggestive spots of blood. The room was filled with loud, crude men. Whistles and teasing laughter echoed through the air. “Ms. Jones finally ended her single life tonight.” “So? Was Eric good enough to make your legs give out?” Their eyes shifted toward me, followed by another round of whispers. “Shane is pathetic. He spent years acting like a loyal dog around her, and he still did not get her first time.”