Farewell Books Novels & Stories

It is sad that all words that will be spoken when referred to my beloved shall now be that of the past tense. Trying to hide the tears that threaten to burst its banks, I look at Elloise, where she is still seated, with clear shock on her face. "Elloise, I bid you farewell," and just as we are about to make our leave, I turn to Edward. "Edward, please collect the pieces of that book and make sure that every last page is burned."

I noticed all the different categories and different sections the books were placed in. With ease, Agatha found each book and I held out my arms as she gathered the books into them. Some of the titles were written in languages I couldn’t read, and some were just… absurd. ‘Werebear physiology’, ‘Werebear magic rituals’, ‘Werebear sexua’-nope not reading it. Just shuffle forward behind the nice kind lady. She stacked a few books labeled ‘Werebear history’ and ‘Werebear proper stamina management’, into my arms, before leading me somewhere else.

Or so he told himself, because her body was something else that he really, really wanted to touch, to taste, and to savor. The meeting closed with final remarks from Kole and Crandon because they each had to have the last word, as usual. The family, friends, siblings, and coworkers filtered out of the room, papers in hand, plans forming. And the legacy kept moving just like clockwork, one tick at a time.

"Just friends? Lucas, do friends get that close? Remember, you were the one who pulled me close that night!" Lucas looked like he was about to pass out, his face a sickly shade of white. "I swear, it's not what you think. I was wasted and thought she was you, but nothing happened..." Yvonne was not having any of it. "Oh, now you're backtracking? Then why do you ditch Harriet every time I call you out? And what about before I left for overseas? You confessed to me, Lucas. You said you'd wait." 'Geez, talk about drama,' I mused silently.

Saturday morning, after breakfast, Don gave Caroline the three books together. Not the individual copies, which she had received over the years of their publication—The Inside Account in the fifteenth year, The Ground Keeps in the sixteenth, The Emergent World in the eighteenth. She had read each one when it was published, had written to them about each one, and had discussed them with Ernest and Don on subsequent visits. But Don had had a set bound together: The Inside Account and The Ground Keeps and The Emergent World in a single volume, the three books bound in dark green leather with a title stamped in gold on the spine: THE INSIDE ACCOUNT / THE GROUND KEEPS / THE EMERGENT WORLD.

the author of this wonderful book Goodbye for now. Till we meet again in book two. Thank you so much, and "I LOVE YOU ALL."

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.

I guessed I would never see him again. … A few months passed, and before I knew it, deep autumn had settled. I was out of town for a performance when I received the news of Yaron’s death. Mrs. Hayes told me his kidney failure had worsened. Despite the Hayes family exhausting every possible resource, they failed to find a suitable donor. He had also given up on himself, refusing proper treatment. In the end, no matter what they did for him, he still didn’t make it.

and didn't give it another thought. Only when his taillights disappeared from view did Yuliana pull her shawl tight. She returned to her room, grabbed her suitcase, and walked out the door for the last time. The snow fell harder now, a white shroud trying to bury the wreckage of her youth. As her plane lifted off, Yuliana took one last look at the city that had held 20 years of her life. Softly, she repeated the words he hadn't stayed to hear, "Goodbye for good, Charlie."

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