End Off Life Novels & Stories

It was only at this moment—when she was completely isolated and helpless—that she finally realized just how incredibly good I had been to her. Bianca penned a long, rambling suicide note to me, filled with apologies and repentance. Then, she leaped off a bridge, bringing her life to an end.

The silver scar on his chest disappeared. The End appeared at the entrance. It looked at Cassian. You have chosen. Cassian stepped forward. I choose life. The End smiled. Then live. The darkness disappeared. Cassian fell into my arms. I held him tightly. Our daughter ran toward us. Papa! He lifted her. I'm staying. She hugged him. Good. I laughed through my tears. The Beginning watched us. Then it turned toward the horizon. But there is still one final problem.

Danison said. “Yeah?” Elen answered as Jean, who was so engrossed in the sight, finally faced him. “This world is ending,” Danison declared, taking in the shivering of Elen and the unbelieving look on Jean “But it's gonna be fine because it’ll restart, although you might not remember me or ever know me its next restart, and I might not exist even, you have to go on. I’m sorry but I guess… this is where it ends,” Danison said as tears rolled down his eyes.

he said and stayed in same position like breathing dead body, he didn't even moved or touched her body which was laying lifeless on him. Lautoonga yahaan , Tere paas main Haan..... Vaada hai mera, Mar bhi jaaun kahinn.... Song ended in the background as everything went silent just like his unwanted life..... ..........................THE END ............................. Let me know if you found any mistake. How was the end? (Story ends here but I will publish one epilogue. Please do read that too.) This is not the abrupt decision, I had already decided to end the story within 50 chapters Nd today it's ended. AND STORY WAS ALREADY PLANNED IN THIS WAY. ................ Aish ❣️..............

She replied, “ YEAH! YOU ARE.” Vihaan panicked and refused to accept it, “ NO! I CAN NOT. MY LIFE’S MAIN MOTIVE IS UNFINISHED. MY MOTHER! SHE IS WAITING FOR ME. WHEN HAVE I DIED?” “WELL! 10 MINUTES AGO. AND YOUR LIFE'S MOTIVE IS FINISHED. YOU ARRANGED THAT MONEY OF YOUR MOTHER FREEDOM BUT UNLUCKILY SEEING YOUR MOTHER FREEDOM DAY IS NOT WRITTEN IN YOUR LIFE JOURNEY. YOUR LIFE IS SHORT AND YOU ARE DEAD NOW. SO, PLEASE ANSWER THIS LAST QUESTION AND GOT YOUR EXIT FROM THE LIFE CYCLE.”

With the little sounds I could hear, there was a battle of bullet exchange not too far from us. I couldn’t stand for long on my two feet and Hunter noticed as he gripped me against his chest and began yelling. “ HELP! SHIT… HELP!!!” Slowly I was losing consciousness as I fought to stay awake. Before everything became black the last thing I heard was. “ Iris please don’t leave me” Or …. I’m not so sure. So I guess that’s how it ends?

I’m staring at Alistair in eternal space and he’s telling me he has to die permanently to fix negotiable death and I can’t breathe through the grief already crushing me. “No,” I say. “There has to be another way to close the exploit without killing you.” “There isn’t,” he replies with certainty. “I'm proof that absolute death can be negotiated. As long as I exist, the exploit exists. Every death refugee points to me as evidence that endings can be resisted. My death closes the loophole.”

a new voice said, "everyone dies. Not just the 'Management.' But every 'Asset' on the surface. The 'Life-Support' for the entire planet is tied to your father’s heartbeat." I turned. Vivian Vance was standing on the balcony above us. She wasn't wearing a business suit anymore. She was wearing a gown made of "Liquid Source," shimmering with a thousand different realities. "Welcome to the **End-Game**, daughter," she said, her voice full of a terrifying, divine pride. "You've brought the 'Source-Key' to the 'Lock.' Now, all you have to do is 'Sign' the final 'Settlement'." She held out a glowing, violet stylus.

The final broadcast was simply titled “Until the End.” Over 12 million viewers flooded in the moment it went live. The sanctuary was stripped back to basics — no elaborate set, just the large circular altar bathed in stark crimson light. Sophia and Aurora stood at the center with a smaller group of their closest family members. The air felt charged, almost electric with unspoken fear and desperate desire. Sophia addressed the camera without her usual sultry performance voice. “They want to end us tomorrow,” she said, her tone raw and steady. “So tonight we give you everything we have left.”

She, too, will eventually move on. Leaning back in the chair, I wiped my tears away and closed my eyes. I'd already accepted the fact that this would be the end of my life. I've worked my whole life but never imagined I'd die this way. Life really has a way to fuck me up. Goodbye Khali.