It Ends With Us A Novel Novels & Stories

Will King William ever be brought down? This Is the End of book 1**

"You asked her to deal with me?" I did not dignify that question with an answer. Lauren only smiled. "I don't mind. As long as you're happy, you can do anything to me." Wow, she was a masochist? Never knew that. "Just look ahead, Lauren. We're done. There's no going back." That put a bitter smile on her face. She gave me a small nod and walked away. After that, she never bothered me again. Thanks to the lady's Spartan education, my partner and I moved out of the building and started our own company. We celebrated in her shop and filled the air not with cream, but the smell of barbecue.

Addison: [Henley, why aren't you answering my calls? Addison: [Are you tired of me? How could you treat me like this?] Addison: [If you don't call me back, we're done!] And so, Henley caved. The moment the call connected, his voice softened to a "Babe, I'll come see you today, okay?" Joanna stood just a few steps away from the balcony, hearing every word with unsettling calm. Her heart felt nothing but numbness. After clearing out the house, Joanna took one last look around.

“Then today is a good start. She glanced at the book in his hands. “Are you actually reading, or are you just holding it for dramatic effect?” Atlas flipped the book closed, revealing the title. The Art of Letting Go. Lily snorted. “Did you pick that on purpose?” “Fate,” Atlas said with a grin. Lily shook her head, but she couldn’t deny the irony. Maybe it was fate. Maybe she was meant to be here, right now, learning how to let go. A comfortable silence settled between them as she sipped her coffee. She wasn’t sure how long they sat there, lost in the quiet, but for the first time in a long time, she wasn’t in a rush to be anywhere else.

It was covered in grease stains. I let out a dry laugh and went to the bedroom to grab my suitcase. At least there was one upside to traveling all the time. I'd never unpacked, so there was nothing to pack anyway. But I was so exhausted that I ended up falling asleep sitting on the floor of the closet. My phone woke me up. It was Diana. "Ivy, check the trending page right now. Dexter got caught cheating." I opened the link, still half-asleep, and then shot upright.

"Dad, Mom, I regret it. "You were right. Ines Sutherland was never the right person for me. I want to come home."

The world around us fades into oblivion leaving just the two of us under the moonlit sky cocooned in our own happy bubble. The End ==================================================== Bonus chapters coming soon. Thanks for reading! Kellisa Kelly

She got locked up in a psych ward for public endangerment. Then it was the Thompson Group's bankruptcy. After Alex lost the partnership with the Hines Group, other firms followed up and cut ties with him. He vanished under massive debt. Days later, a body was fished from the river. It was Alex. I read the news, not feeling much, and shut off my phone. Then I opened a letter left at my door that morning. The envelope had no sender. In it was a rose. I hesitated briefly before throwing it into the fireplace.

I was enjoying our final embrace with a bitter feeling in my heart. … One random morning, I quietly packed my bags. I opened the door to the bedroom and glanced at Zeke, who was still sound asleep. I softly bid him goodbye before glancing at my home, feeling nostalgic. If everything went as planned, this was probably the last time I'd ever see this place again. After leaving my home country, I planned on staying abroad for the rest of my life. I took a taxi to the airport alone. Afterward, I sat on a chair and waited for my turn to board the plane.

He burrowed into my lap as if trying to comfort me. I needed to go far, far away from here. I’d take Lucky to Athens, Milan, and the places closest to heaven, where we could watch the northern lights together. As the night deepened, I eventually drifted off, curled up on the couch. Sometime later, I was awakened by a sudden warmth beside me. Randall wrapped his arms around me and whispered, “Nara, why didn’t you save me dinner tonight?” Dinner? Why would I? How many times had I waited for him late into the night, setting out meals made with love, only for them to end up in the trash?