Endlessly By Muse Novels & Stories

Absolutely perfect. ~The End~

This is the end of us both. ******

For the rest of their lives. - The End -

Wonders shall never end. THE END

A few men blocked Lawrence's path and dragged him into a private room. Lawrence struggled for a moment, but it was futile. He couldn't win against four people. In his struggle, he hopelessly called out to Julia's retreating figure. His last hope shattered as he saw her remain indifferent. "Turn on the music! Don't let anyone outside hear. Guys, beat him hard!" Brandon ordered. They charged at Lawrence, throwing punches and kicks. The lights blurred before his eyes. He glanced around and spotted a beer bottle on the table. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

With the last bit of my strength, I lifted my head, desperate to see William one more time. But in the end, I couldn’t. Darkness swallowed me whole. I died alone on a night no one would remember. Later, an ambulance took my body to the hospital. I hovered above as a ghost, watching Mike desperately try to save me, only to collapse in defeat, sobbing on the ground. "Thank you, Mike," I whispered, but he couldn't hear me. Then, he reached into my pocket, pulled out my phone, and glanced at it before dialing a number from his own.

Still, the destiny and our future are forged by us. And ours and my family's has been wonderful. ......... E N D *************************************************************** THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART This is the end of my werewolf trilogy. -I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER BOOK 1 -ENDLESSLY MINE BOOK 2 -INFINITELY OURS BOOK 3 Thank you very much for reading my books, these are my first werewolf stories, and I had fallen in love with them; when I wrote them, it was not to sell or make money.

For the first time, the eyes that always held possessiveness were filled with panic. "Evelyn!" he shouted, lunging forward and scooping me up from the floor. Damien shielded me with his own body, while his hands desperately beat out the flames licking the hem of my dress. As he held me in his arms, I felt my consciousness slipping. So this was what it felt like to die from the fumes of burning charcoal. It was unbearably painful. The suffocating weight pressed in, my lungs burning with searing pain. Perhaps it was fitting since only pain like this could cleanse the misery of the past three years.

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Always us. THE END