End Off Life Novels & Stories

I ask him as tears fill my eyes. "A life for a life," Faris moans painfully. "Take care of my child." Endora is frozen in shock as she looks at Faris’s lifeless body beside mine. Now is my chance, I think to myself, but once again, I am too late. A beam of light hits Endora in the chest, and she falls to the ground. I look over my shoulder and see my mother with her hands held in front of her and tears streaming down her face.

My vision was getting darker, and I could barely make out a silhouette. It was Wade. I couldn't see his face behind the mask, but his eyes were brimming with tears. I could tell what he was thinking. I was dying. Wade stopped the resuscitation, and the assistants quietly left the room. He bent down and cradled my head, tears falling onto my face. "Annie, why did we see each other again only for it to end like this? I spent my whole life studying medicine, but I still couldn't save you."

In that perfect moment, surrounded by the love of our friends and family, I knew that my past was truly behind me. From today onwards , it's the beginning of a new chapter – a chapter filled with love, laughter, and endless possibilities. I looked into Salvatore's eyes, as he spoke, "I love you Emilia." "I love you too Salvatore." I replied and then we both kissed again. THE END

God, I had no idea life could be so fun when I did not have to think about them. My partner called me and started an online meeting. Excited, they told me the project ended perfectly on their side. The path had been hard. Fortunately, the end was perfect. It did not get in the way of us making money. I had to ask, though. I wanted to know what happened after I dropped out of the project. My partner thought I was just being curious. "Nothing much. Claude Group's representative got fired because he made a big blunder. Ms. Claude treated him like he was the most important thing to her. I thought they had a fling. Guess not."

On the morning of the wedding, the bridesmaids decided to play a quick trivia game with Grayson Cross before our first look. He had to get three questions right before he could see me. I thought he would get them all easily. To my surprise, he got the very first one wrong. “What shoe size does the bride wear?” Without hesitation, he answered, “Size 6.” “What’s the bride’s favorite color?” “Blue.” Everyone exchanged glances, and the atmosphere grew awkward. So they asked him an absurdly easy question. “What year did the bride graduate from college?” Everyone thought there was no way he could get that one wrong. After all, we had been classmates in college. “2013. The year she gradua

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]

That idea somehow felt worse. The End wasn't motivated by hatred. Or revenge. Or conquest. It genuinely believed it was helping. The memory shifted again. Showing stars dying. Worlds collapsing. Civilizations fading naturally. Time claiming everything. Orion gestured toward the vision. "The End witnessed the first death." The stars dimmed. "It witnessed the second." Another dimming. "The thousandth." The vision grew darker. "The millionth." Silence. The forgotten Sovereign looked toward them. "Eventually it decided death was unacceptable."

They came for me with their number, ready to tear me into pieces, and I closed my eyes, waiting for the final blow. Perhaps this is how I am going to end my life. If I had known, I would have followed my dad's advice when he told me to kill all my emotions before they sent me to an earlier grave. Now take a look at me. I am about to be killed by a girl clone. I can feel their footsteps growing closer. Just when I am sure they are about to strike me, Lucifer's daughter's voice stops them. "That is enough for now."

he says while walking us back towards mama and the twins. “Honey it’s time to head home” mom says to dad “alright let’s pack up and head out” he responds. We get everything ready to go. Daddy’s caring the blankets and bags with the leftover food and toys , mama has Luca on her back and I have Nadia on mine. We stop at the barrier of the field and let daddy walk through it first to check out our surroundings and make sure it’s safe. This was our usual routine except this time we didn’t expect a ambush to be waiting on the other side. As soon as daddy stepped thru the shield our life came crumbling down. We see a arrow dipped in silver shot straight into his heart causing him to stumble back t

I led him to an old house and projected a grainy surveillance recording onto the blank wall. The footage played clearly on the wall. At the exact moment I turned my head, Grandma Eve released her grip on the wheelchair handles and hurled herself down the slope. My voice trembled as I finally unleashed years of pent-up frustration and injustice. "Open your eyes and watch closely! I didn't kill her! It wasn’t me!" Grandma had already decided to end her life long before that day. She no longer wanted to keep living, longing instead for a swift release. That afternoon, when we went out for a walk, she insisted on taking that exact route. It was a park she knew well, and every path and turn was f