Ever After High Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You’re scaring me, Avery. But you’ve never looked more 'Certain'." He walked to the shredder and fed the Ares-Contract into the blades. As Chapter 141 closes, the "High-Gate" in the future "Collapses" forever. The "Amethyst-Children" never happen. The "Detroit-Archive" is never built. Avery is standing in 2024, a "Sovereign" without a kingdom, watching the rain fall on a world that has no idea it was just "Saved" from a "Perfect-Future."

There would be no blood moon again, there would be no Rose again and my father would never be the same again. In a few days that April will be executed, she’d be history too. And lastly, there was no longer any abuse. Perhaps in an alternate universe, this will be my happily ever after but how could I be happy when Veronica was still lurking around, when I’d hurt Lucien. It was as though with every problem that diminished, another seemed to come up, leaving me with one striking thought—would it ever truly be a happily ever after for me? And then it hit me, what I usually saw whenever I looked into the future—my laying across the bright yellow grasses of the field with a child in my arms and

Eva came running towards them and hugged Eddy, "Oh! Ed, I missed you so much." "I missed you too, Ev," he said hugging her back. [*****] So, there they were… loving each other unconditionally and promising not to let go of each other even in the worst part of their life. I guess this is what happy ends look like but it didn't end here. Wanna know what happened next? Do wait for its final chapter, it's epilogue ... And yeah, there is it's another part, "Rise of Vampire Era..." do read it as well.

We had sleepovers and trained together until we started school and went our separate ways for the first time. It was my fault we grew apart. One day, I didn’t want to play in the woods anymore. My interests shifted from climbing trees to playing with dolls, then shifted further to my piano and the romance novels that cover every surface of my room. Evander fell to the wayside, and it was natural. He is a boy, and I’m a girl. I’m a witch, and he’s a shifter. I’m a princess, and he’s… a lethal machine trained to inflict quiet, swift death. I find it hard to swallow as I turn from Dad and pretend to be invested in his bookshelves. My mind races to our last encounter. Evander, having been gone

You always want what you can't have. My voice echoed through the venue, carried to every corner by the speakers. Terrence's face turned pale. He opened his mouth to explain, but I didn't give him the chance. "To you, the unattainable is always the most desirable. But once you have something, you never cherish it. Someone like you doesn't deserve to talk about love at all." In the end, Terrence walked away, looking utterly lost and broken. I thought that would be the last time our paths ever crossed in this lifetime.

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

Aria’s POV: Every teenage girl has a fantasy man, the one they fantasize a world with every night they place their head on a pillow and try to sleep. They want a world where they are treated like a queen, a world where that man will kill demons and break walls just to be with them. And Ava said, This man before me looks exactly like that man teenage girls fantasize about. He was so close, his blue eyes burrowing into me; he craned his neck and snapped a finger at my face. “Are you listening to me?” Liam asked, and I cleared my throat embarrassedly and took a step backward.

She just HAD to be! As he watched Faidh sleep, Heath thought about how different things would be for the world, now that he had found Eve. Humanity wouldn't die out. Heath was beginning work on his PHD in Biophysics in Nineteen Eighty-Five, when he met May-Ellen Reardon. She was a Math Major who believed the world would end through a new world war. She watched every newscast she could find. She subscribed to numerous newspapers. She spent hours at the grocery store magazine racks. Any hint of conflict anywhere in the world reaffirmed her suspicions. Heath would patiently listen to her daily comments of, "see, I told you it was coming," or, "This is going to be so so bad. They're just gonna w

Everleigh’s Point of View "Are you listening, Everleigh?" I looked at Cassy in surprise. I could see the surprise and annoyance in his eyes. "Y-Yes..." I immediately answered even though I didn't really understand what he was saying. Two weeks have passed since Cassy and I went to the bar in town. The mark in my neck disappeared but the scar is still there. I can still see that it is a mark from the wolf.

This was our happily ever after, and it was more perfect than I could have ever imagined. ***