Fin Meaning End Novels & Stories

"As long as it’s you." The End.

No. It is THE BEGINNING OF THE END!

“P-I-T-I-F-U-L...” One corner of my mouth lifted, realizing my answer was wrong. “This is upsetting. L-E-X-I…Pitiful!” I sneered, clucking my tongue and shaking my head. “Starts with a P… eight letters.” My eyes squinted as I racked my brain for a possible answer. “Ends with C.” “Pathetic,” Finn answered, startling me. My eyes widened, sure that he was not in the office when I arrived, but I pressed my lips, deciding not to ask how he came in when I remembered his flat because instead of his usual business suit, he was wearing pajamas.

The end. Or is it?

I can’t even read any books because my mind is occupied to what my father said to me. If I don’t marry that man that they were talking about, then it will be the end of my career. Because if I can’t continue my studies because my father told me, I won’t be able to graduate. If I don’t graduate, I won’t achieve my dream job. If I don’t achieve my dream job, then all my efforts to study hard will be worthless. Ah! It’s driving me crazy! I can’t think properly right now. I really don’t want to get married, especially since I don’t even know the man that I need to marry.

“Farewell, Xavier.” END

I mean a whole lot. End!!!.

"Good." The End

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.

No, definitely not. The end