Final Space Fanfic Novels & Stories

He had reopened her heart, giving her a second chance at happiness—a second chance at forever. The End. ****Special Chapter will be posted tomorrow****

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

He took steps towards him , Raised him up by the collar and pinned him on the wall making is phone fall on the carpet cause of his now sweaty palms. For how long would this go on? """" Hello Everyone I write this yesterday and unfortunately I ran out of mobile data. I hope you're aware that the next chapter will be the last one. Then I'll tell you about my nextworks . Please tell me how you feel and what you think about the whole book since were inching closer to the end. Would you like a sequel? Or a spinoff of Eliz and her boyfriend. Don't forget to vote and join my Discord. Link is on my description. Thanks for your support.

Because my older sister, Zara Gomez, dreamed of becoming a psychologist, I became her favorite test subject simply because I had been highly sensitive since birth. She said children should not be given too much security, so my parents missed every important moment in my life for years. She said people at their lowest should not be coddled, so when I was critically injured in a car accident, they turned around and went on vacation to Coral Isle. Only Aaron Shaw ever stood up to them. He would tell me gently, "Cry if you need to. I'm here." Then came the wedding by the beach. I waited and waited, but he never showed. Holding up the hem of my wedding dress, I searched the beach anxiou

Yashvir said softly, closing his eyes as well. "I love you too," Ahankara replied. At that exact moment, Rudra cooed, making both of them smile, before they dozed off into a peaceful slumber. - - - - - - The End. A/N: Thank you to anyone who made it to the end. Love you all. This was officially the last chapter of this book. There will be no Epilogue, as I feel this ending is already too perfect and beautiful for something else to follow. Once again, thank you for sticking till the end! <3

He groaned before we both reached our climax, our bodies collapsed on the rooftops as our eyes went up. I know that I am where I ought to be, in the Beta's arms not in anyone else not even an alpha or being a Luna. THE END #Brake&StacySignedoff. Chasing his rejected mate~ Sylvia sly

Chapter 110: Empty Bed The final night had been everything and nothing at the same time. We had spent it wrapped in each other, no cameras, no orders, no syndicate watching. Just us. Callan’s hands on my skin. His voice in my ear. The fading link carrying the last echoes of his love and fear. We had made love slowly, desperately, like it might be the last time. We had talked about the future we wanted after the war. A life without the syndicate. A life where we could just be Brooks and Callan.

"Okay, what I have here is actually this stalker of yours is willing to kill all of the girls who will be close to you, willing to terrorized a town just to eliminate those girls, willing to kidnapped you just to make you be exclusively by that stalker alone." "Well, your arrangements were fine." Sandstorm says. "But, is that all?" he asks. I smiled. "I can't disclose everything but I need your help and cooperation." I said. "Cyclone, can I asked?" Avalanche started to talk. I looked at him and nodded. "What will happen to this super fan of mine in the end?" "That is the ultimate question on my mind." I replied. "Can I suggest? Then, you can be the one to decide what will be the best to end

That love was stronger than extremist hate. We were home. Finally. Permanently. Together. And that—that was everything. **THE END - BOOK 2** ---

“What makes you think this is happening again? In fact, I could walk out those doors and never see you again. It’s the last day. No more goofy remarks, secret missions, or silent contracts. We said it was the end of an era and, as it would, this is the finale. The end of the great war.” I stood on my toes, brushing my lips against his. “We always come back. It's pointless fighting it.” He tugs at my hair, and I yelp into his mouth. “Aiden. If your father didn’t hate me, he does now. That doesn’t cover half of the reasons why…” “Fuck, shut up about my father.” He kissed me. Hungrily. Like a starved man, even after the last half hour. Then he pulls away and retreats.