End Of Great Gatsby Novels & Stories

" Behind us, Jody's heart-wrenching sobs filled the air. I pushed down the last bit of pain in my chest and walked into the sunset. Chloe, from now on... Daddy is going to live a good life for you in this world. The End

Morgan copied the grown-ups and said with sarcasm, "She's finally figured it out and knows to buy what I like. It must be the limited-edition race car model I have wanted forever!" He ran and tore the present's wrappings open. However, there was no race car model. Instead, there was a massive photograph inside. It was the photo of Samuel, Rachel, and Morgan under the snowy peaks of Wintercrown, with a card sitting beside it with one line. "Congratulations on getting a new mom, Morgan."

He simply smiled with a look of relief. The apple rolled to the ground, picking up dirt. From the start, Zach had been provoking Jessica on purpose. I looked at the blood spreading on the ground and at Zach's collapsed body, then at the frail and blind Jessica. I understood it all. This was Zach seeking redemption using Jessica. At the very end, Zach seemed to see me. His eyes were pleading. "Annie, now that I did this, will this make you feel any better?" As my own body faded, I realized this might be the last thing I would ever say. I looked right at him and gave a cold, cruel smile.

Who'd put up with that? Only then did Dexter realize that his last message to me was from two days ago. It was just a single "Sure". But scrolling up, page after page, it was all just me. "Dexter, I'm going to be part of a huge concert this time. You'll never guess who the headliner is." "There are so many flower arrangements backstage. Where do you think they all end up afterward? Think I could take one home?" "Dexter, are you still working? It's past noon."

It was a jarring sight, and I had to turn away at some point, Natalie copying me. The casket was lifted up, and carried towards the grave site. It was a silent procession, the only sound was the crunch of the gravel underfoot. The casket was lowered into the ground, and I could feel the finality of it all. This was the end. The end of Cassidy. She’s gone. I know Jordan is present, but I didn’t look back. For now. I don’t want him fleeing out of the funeral. Since it seems I’m a disaster now.

I knew in that moment I was about to lose my dad. “Anastasia My love, keep our babies safe. I love you so much” Daddy says before he looks at me . “Sweetheart come here” I take the twins hands and we walk to our dad. “My beautiful babies, I love y’all so much. I’m so sorry I’m leaving you , remember I will always be with you here” he says and points to each of our hearts. “Sweetheart protect your mom and siblings, you are so strong and brave, they will need you” he says before he looks at mama again. He takes one more deep breath as his eyes start to flutter shut “I love you so-” he manages to get out before he stops breathing.

Ethan looked toward the window. "Marcus Kane." "He escaped." "And he's heading to the old Carter estate." Liam's expression hardened. "Then that's where this ends." He reached for Emma's hand. "No more running." Emma squeezed his hand tightly. "No more secrets." Together, they walked toward the door, ready to face the final battle that would uncover the last truth about their families.

"Marcus is right. If I forgive you this easily, who knows whether you will make an even bigger scene next time." "Consider today a lesson. Reflect on yourself." After that, Ines stepped past me and went down the hill. I watched her figure grow farther away, my heart desolate. A self-mocking smile pulled at my lips until the tears fell. Was this the woman I had abandoned everything to marry? Arthur Weber, you really were blind. An hour later, the ambulance arrived. By then, I was almost unconscious from pain. The blood I vomited had stained a large patch of my shirt red.

Mitch was a pain in the ass and I'd prayed so much for him to get a girlfriend or a damn wife. First, it was Eddie running back to me. Now, my asshole of a boss. Could my life get any worse? ************ After grabbing the files from the office, I quickly hopped into the latest brand of Lexus Jeep he sent his driver to get me with. New York was definitely the most beautiful city to me. The streets were always mesmerizing and I didn't think I'd ever leave it for anywhere. The car halted and the driver pulled out the key from the ignition. "We're here ma'am." He locked gazes with me from the rear view mirror and I nodded, tipping him with what I could find in my purse.

The ember burned on its own and slowly crawled down to his fingertips. Only when the sting of the burn pierced his skin did Jason finally rise to his feet. He seemed to have made a decision. He flicked the cigarette away and walked off, step by heavy step. He hired a cab and went straight to the cemetery on the outskirts of town. Each step up the staircase was like dragging chains. He finally stopped in front of a tombstone. Hannah’s bright and radiant smile beamed at him from the photograph, untouched by anything in the world. Jason collapsed to his knees before her grave.