Finding Dory The End Novels & Stories

"The papers were notarized a month ago. I trust there's no more paperwork I have to go through?" "That is all," said the lawyer. A moment of calm later, he added, "Congratulations, Mr. Dyson." I smiled and hung up. Then in silence, I waited until nightfall. … T-minus, three hours. I packed up all my stuff and booked a flight ticket for the next day. … T-minus, two hours. I cut up all the photos that had me and her in it, leaving only me in the picture. T-minus, one hour. I placed the papers on the table, neat and tidy.

If Zaire was happy. Then maybe letting him go had been the right thing to do after all. Even if it meant Sebastian had to carry the pain alone. It was worth it. ♧♧♧ ZAIRE'S POV I picked up two packs of sour gummy worms and tossed them into the trolley before pushing it to the next aisle for a bottle of apple juice. Leaning against the handle, I looked down at the shopping list in my hand, making sure I hadn't forgotten anything. When I looked up, I noticed two girls standing at the end of the aisle. They kept stealing glances at me, whispering to each other before one of them smiled and gave me a small wave.

Barclay's laughter filled the air, while his gaze was focused on the witches. "It's your funeral," he said before collapsing to the ground. Slowly he turned on his back, breathing labored and eyes focused on the sky. Doreon raised his head to the red clouds and the dark sky, everyone around him was motionless, as he caught his breath. The pain had stopped abruptly and his body ached so much that he could see the stars, but he did not look away. He knew what was coming, or rather who was coming. He never thought to say it, but he couldn't wait to see a Deorgh: his body was filled with relief when the huge black dragon emerged from the clouds.

With the little sounds I could hear, there was a battle of bullet exchange not too far from us. I couldn’t stand for long on my two feet and Hunter noticed as he gripped me against his chest and began yelling. “ HELP! SHIT… HELP!!!” Slowly I was losing consciousness as I fought to stay awake. Before everything became black the last thing I heard was. “ Iris please don’t leave me” Or …. I’m not so sure. So I guess that’s how it ends?

"Guess you have a new one to counter, Caster." The others commented through their laughter. "I don't want to see you anywhere near that trophy shelf, alright?" he pointed at the others who threw up their hands in a surrender. With a final glance at Casper who was now gathering himself, he walked away and went deeper into the room where Kira and Dory waited with a smile. "You done with today's episode?" "Don't get me started, it's like they only come down here to mess with me." "Haha, tell me about it," Dory chuckled then she pointed, "Heyy! You have your hair down today, what's the occasion?"

-------------- I'm gonna be strong no matter what I am facing right now, the future is bright and I know it. -Naomi. ------------- The ghost's fingers on Dolores's neck tightened and loosened rapidly, "So interesting, your so brave, little girl hehe.." Dolores's sucked in a deep breath-stopping her shivering for a while and replied, "People are afraid of the unknown, but I know you're a ghost, I don't need to be afraid anymore.."

"Mr. Wayne, this is the repaired dashcam footage." Wayne took it and pressed play. Arden's broken voice came through the speaker. "Wayne… I've known for a long time that you could walk, but still, congratulations. And thank you for risking your life to save me five years ago. But this marriage you built out of lies, letting me live in fake happiness—it has to end. I don't blame you for deceiving me, but I'll never forgive you either. Goodbye, Wayne…" Her words were cut short by a deafening explosion.

' Biting my tongue to stay conscious, I frantically searched the riverbed for the lost ring. Eventually, exhaustion took over. My body went numb. Someone pulled me out and threw a blanket over me. I barely had the strength to hold it up. Shivering, I dragged myself toward William. He was kissing Jennifer on the couch. It was a slow, lingering kiss filled with warmth and tenderness. Even the onlookers seemed moved by it. I sat there quietly. It felt like an eternity passed before they finally parted. With what little strength I had left, I held up the ring and whispered, "William, I did it."