End Of The Great Gatsby Novels & Stories

Heidi lay on the ground, her eyes red as she called out, "Noah..." But Noah left without even looking at her. He strode to the front desk and asked if Erin had left anything else behind. He held onto a sliver of hope, but the doctor shook her head. "Mr. Levine, Ms. Miller only left a letter for her parents. There's nothing for you." Noah froze in place. After a long moment, he murmured a quiet "Okay." The day he left, heavy rain poured outside. In the past, a young woman with an umbrella would come rushing through the rain at times like this.

I never knew the name was my executioner. "You’ve reached the end of the page, Hazel," a voice boomed. It wasn't a sound in the air. It was a thought placed directly into my brain. "Every story needs a finale. And yours is a tragedy." The giant fountain pen descended. The nib was as sharp as a spear, dripping with ink that looked like melted stars. It touched the ground a mile away, and a massive wave of white emptiness started to erase the city. People weren't dying; they were just vanishing. They were being un-drawn.

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

He just opened the door. We drove through the North End, passing the site of the fire. I looked at the memorial park, the grass green and dew-covered in the morning light. The ghost of Marian Vane was sitting in the car behind us, but the ghost of my mother was finally at peace. We reached the estate, the gates swinging open for the final time in this story. We walked into the solarium, the three of us standing together as the city glowed in the distance. I took the gold-nibbed fountain pen from my pocket and opened the ledger. I turned to the very last page, beneath Leo's entry about the reinvestment of debt. I wrote three words, the ink dark and permanent.

A husky chuckle escaped his plump lips. " you deserved it fatty now get to sleep" GUYS THIS IS THE END........... Ok I may give an epilogue 👍👍👍👍

That was when my phone buzzed with an email. I opened it to find a photo of the endless ocean, its blues merging with the sky. There it was, Wynnie's goodbye note. [Kelvin, if you're reading this, I'm probably gone. I've often pondered the cruel jokes of fate. You gave me your whole heart, but I was blind to my own. Now that I've hurt you enough to drive you away, I realize I can't bear a life without you. You might laugh at my words now.

she whispered, shaking her head. Alex’s gaze didn’t waver. “After that,” he said coldly, “we shall determine your fate.” Eva’s legs buckled beneath her as the men forced her into the vehicle. The doors slammed shut, and the cars sped off, leaving Alex standing still, his heart heavy but his face expressionless. Moments later, he typed a short message and sent it, then tossed his phone onto the passenger seat. He got into his car and drove off slowly. Back at the Spencer mansion, the estate was unnervingly quiet. The long driveway felt colder than usual.

Knowing what is about to happen, I look away as he lights the match. Heat brushes against my back, whispering that the deed is done. It is over. I have my chance. THE END

The kind that doesn't ask where you've been, only shows you how far you can see. The story ends here. Not with a reunion. Not with forgiveness. Not with a man on his knees, finally saying the right words at the right time. It ends with a woman and her daughter, standing at a window that belongs to them, in a building that belongs to them, in a life they built with no one's permission and no one's help. Behind them — nothing. Ahead of them — everything. --- **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.