Fin Ending Novels & Stories

I pulled my hand from his grasp, my expression blank as I handed him the divorce papers. "Sign it." Zarrick collapsed onto the floor. "Please, I have nothing left. My parents are gone. You're my only family. I can't live without you." I laughed. It wasn't me he couldn't live without—it was money. "Actually, you're not completely broke." I pulled out the evidence of the money he had spent on Kelly—wire transfers, real estate, luxury cars, designer handbags, even their daily expenses. Every cent was accounted for.

In the end, no matter what they did for him, he still didn’t make it. “In his final moments, Yaron kept calling your name, apologizing over and over. “In the end… it just wasn’t meant to be.” As I listened to Mrs. Hayes, I found myself at a loss for words. Even in this second life, this was the ending Yaron chose for himself. … By the time I returned from my performance, golden leaves blanketed the ground. Adrian greeted me with a mysterious smile. “I have a surprise for you.” Curious, I got into his car, anticipation bubbling in my chest.

The same voice carried a hint of warmth as it greeted and standing there, in the middle of the room, countless eyes on me, I locked gazes with the source. It was a semi-familiar face. I had seen him in some high-end society gossip forums. He was a key figure in the capital, he was Fin Hurt, Bryce's elder brother. Unlike Bryce, Fin was not into business. He was in the military, defending the country with every fibre in his body. He had worn countless trophies for the same. He was the country's pride and joy. Some time back, I heard news of him getting married to a heiress from the same circle as himself, and true to the rumours, there was a rich blonde, sitting elegantly next to him with a sm

" I finished, feeling proud of myself for how maturely I handled it. The look on Mrs Ryan's face was priceless. I smiled again as I felt Dean's hand intertwine with mine. "I'll miss you guys." Was the last thing I said before Dean and I walked out of the living room. ________

he asks with his deep voice a smirk forming on his face. Okay, What the heck happened? Did he just call me 'pretty smile'? "I'm sorry to disturb you, but we're about to close the bar and I won't be able to serve any more drinks," I explain as my cheeks blush but I try to keep a straight face. "Can I just have one last glass, pretty simile?" he asks, looking at me with those lovely baby brown eyes. I chuckle as I pour his last glass. "The last one," I say as I smile at him, not knowing what else to say. He smiles back at me as he finishes his last glass of Scotch and stands up.

a number was attached to her text and immediately I was done reading the text I contacted the number. "Hello" the deep rough voice of an elderly spaniard rang into the line. "Maja Elzandre" I made him aware of who he was on the call with. "My my my. I've been waiting for your call cara mia" "Cut the chase old man, what do you want from me?" I went straight to the point. "Just like they say" I heard him murmur under his breath. "I have a job for you Maja, half a billion dollar, eliminate Giuseppe Fernandez" my interest piqued up at the call of the last name.

She picked up my phone as she spoke. “You are emotionally unstable right now, so I will keep your phone for a few days. Otherwise, you might call the police. If you frame Eric again, I will end up cleaning up another mess. Mom’s body has already been cremated and buried. Publicly, I will say she died from sudden illness. I am warning you for the sake of family harmony, stop causing trouble. Otherwise, next time I will not forgive you so easily.” After saying all that, she turned and walked out without hesitation.

he finishes and I nod my head. “No problem.” I respond before turning to my moms look alike “so can we get to the part of the conversation where you tell me who you are” I say with a raised eyebrow.

He was absolutely perfect. Shifting my body to face him fully, I leaned in and invaded his personal bubble just enough to make him lean back. "I have a proposition for you," I said. Finn shot back a look as if illegal drugs had just been offered to him. "I don't have any money, Bennett. And I don't do... whatever weird frat hazing thing this is." "It's not hazing. It's a deal. A business arrangement." "I'm leaving," Finn stated before scrambling up and clumsily gathering his books.

she said. “Just go ahead, Vera,” Finn said and hung up the call. Then he looked at Jojo. “Are you happy now?” Jojo's lips quivered. “Are you supposed to send Vera money?” She asked. Finn nodded his head. He didn't try to hide anything from her. “How much?” Jojo asked. “Fifty million,” Finn replied calmly. But Jojo choked on her saliva and coughed awkwardly. “What for?” “She wants me to pay her so that she can stay away from Nill,” Finn replied. “But I'm not going to do it.”