Fly Me To The Moon Ending Novels & Stories

“I’m really going to miss you.” Moon’s suddenly somber, dark gaze peered into the camera. “I’ll be back before you know it and we’ll have fun. I’ll miss you too. I never thought I’d ever be close to someone.” He suddenly grinned. “Now turn that off and let’s go play some ball. We’ll play two against five and show them how it’s done before I leave.” Harley chuckled and the video ended. Joy blinked back tears as she lifted her gaze to the man holding out his hand for her to return his phone.

"But that's sudden. We just got into a partnership. You're just going to throw it away?" I pulled her fingers off me and stepped away. "It's in its final phase. My partner can handle the rest. I have another project to handle." My stepping away hurt her heart. She stared at me, dazed. Lauren extended her trembling hand, and it hung in midair. Her instincts told her I was not coming back, but she asked, "When are you coming home?" I shook my head and put on a smile. "Never." Sorrow crept onto her face. She stared at me in disbelief. She kept trying to grab me, but I kept moving back, so she stopped. Like an abandoned puppy, she did not have the courage to move forward to someone who had just

My attention returns to the document where the patient’s results abruptly finish…a solid black line drawn across the line, the letter d at the end. Before a new set of data is recorded, the heartbreaking realisation that Dad was now marking down his own results. The last entry is unreadable, a squiggle…the date tallies with them going away suddenly…never returning to me. I never knew their cause of death; Anton’s father had reported that they had died in the field…victims of a calculated attack against the Moon River pack. But now I understand…they caught the virus and fled before they could spread it here…onto me. Their last attempt to protect me.

It was an ecstasy I couldn't put into words. In that fraction of a second, time seemed to freeze. The swirling dancers and the melodious music faded into the background, like a tune played far away. It was as if a magnetic force beyond our control had drawn us together. Our eyes locked, and in that intense gaze, it felt like we were the only two people in the world. My eyes was still locked with his dark ones, black as my hair was, so soulful, and beautiful, there was a line of silver there that swirled around his dilated pupils.

"We went back to the beginning," Flynn said in a hoarse and tired voice. The full moon that was displayed in the dark sky seemed to say that she was very satisfied with the adult movie she had just witnessed. And Flynn should be very exhausted by the way his voice seemed to have been lost somewhere. I had avoided talking until a cold wind got me involved again and I gradually returned to control of my body.

My brain had shut off the rational side of thinking, and all I wanted to do was make Leah stop breathing. I snarled, kicking and screaming, trying to escape the person who held me. They dragged me out of the dining hall out the back door, taking me outside to the cool night air. I figured they would have sat me on my feet after that, but instead, they brought me over to the treeline. I attempted to kick again, trying to get out of my captor's grasp, still to no avail. Then, I felt my eyes watering as if I was crying. I stopped moving as we stood there, looking at the forest, “Are you done?” A deep voice spoke, making me thrash for a few more seconds before slumping and nodding. “Is she alrig

I felt no satisfaction from revenge, only a quiet, hollow relief. 'Sebastian, you chose Sabrina over me again and again. You fed me poison with your own hands. You should have known this day would come.' Then, the Moon Goddess spoke in my mind, "Child, it's time." The light grew blinding as I flew toward the full moon, leaving this world behind forever. I took one last look at the man still frantically pressing on my dead body. 'Goodbye, Sebastian.' My soul dissolved into the moonlight, vanishing into the Moon Goddess' embrace.

Tiny diamonds formed a ring of stars, cradling a silver crescent in the center. My breathing stopped. I had sketched that design when I was fifteen, in the corner of my old sketchbook. The day Ryan confessed to me, he had pointed at that drawing, his voice shaking. “Jane, one day when I have money, I’ll make this for you. “Stars always stay beside the moon. “Just like I’ll never break my promise to you.” Now he had finally made it. He just put it on someone else. On screen, Wendy touched the pendant at her collarbone and smiled shyly.

We talked about the old days—turning over photographs, one by one. Each picture carried a memory, and the memories never seemed to run out. The moon slowly began to set, and my body started to turn transparent again. "Greyson," my voice was fading. "I have to leave now. The Moon Goddess is calling me." He frantically tried to grab my hand. "Don't go! Stay with me a little longer..." I smiled gently, my body beginning to drift upward, out of my control. "Millie, let me hold you one last time," he cried out.

“Trust me. I won’t let go.” She gripped my arms, nails digging into me, lips trembling, eyes wide with tears. “I trust you,” she whispered. “I am yours. Only yours.” The Moon Goddess’ final words rolled over us, echoing through the threads that now felt like liquid fire around our bodies. “Then be as one. Alpha. Luna. Heart and soul. Nothing shall remain separate.” The light consumed us...every fear, every heartbeat, every thought. The cliff, the wind, the night itself vanished.