It Ends With Us Book Series Novels & Stories

Just as Wendy yanked the flower out of the ground, a violent shockwave roared from deep inside the hunting grounds. When the dust finally settled, an enormous beast stood towering in front of everyone. Wendy was so terrified she collapsed on the ground, trembling and stammering, "B-b-beast…" Blake's eyes went wide with rage as he stared down the beast. While Blake wrestled with the beast, I waited for an opening before I rushed in and dragged the shaking Wendy to safety. Once I got her out of the hunting grounds, I turned right back around and sprinted into the danger zone.

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He stuck his head out the window, enjoying the view. Outside, the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky with hues of gold and orange. What a beautiful evening. “Woof, woof!” The end.

THE END Hey guys, 👋 Author Rex here. Thank you so much for reading. Thank you for the gems and coins and support. 🥹 This is the end of this book, but anticipate a sequel later this year. ✨ If you enjoyed this book, please drop a review and let me know what you think and let others know you enjoyed it. I really need that review and stars. Thank you. 🥹 My new book is coming up soon 👉 Moonbound - Claimed By The Alpha Brothers. If you are a fan of reverse harem or werewolf, stay tuned, thanks! Love y'all. ♥️✨

They were sitting on the sofa, speaking in low voices. Seraphine laughed brightly, her smile blooming like a flower. Raelor noticed the wooden box in my hands and asked instinctively, "What are you carrying that box for?" "Just some discarded medical records," I replied casually. "I brought them back to burn." Raelor nodded. His gaze swept across the now-empty room, confusion flickering in his eyes. "I’ve only been gone a week. Why does it feel like so many things are missing?"

“Is this Ms. Sienna’s next of kin? “She’s confirmed to have miscarried. Due to emotional distress and physical exhaustion, her condition is unstable…” I listened in silence, my heart untouched by a single ripple. “Understood.” I cut her off. “Handle it by standard procedure. Charge everything to my account.” There was a pause on the other end. It was as though my coldness had caught her off guard. “Yes, Mr. Zach.” I hung up and told myself that this would be the last payment. Once it was settled, we owe each other nothing.

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.

“William, I feel a little dizzy.” William immediately lifted her into his arms and left. I watched silently. This time, I didn’t feel sadness or pain. I followed Mike back to the hospital. His phone suddenly rang on the desk. That was my phone. Since my family couldn’t be contacted, Mike had been holding onto it. I leaned in and saw that the message was from William. “Jennifer and I are getting married at the end of the month. You like money, don’t you? As long as you come, I’ll give you a million.”

Permanently. And our future—our beautiful, peaceful, Emily-free future—was just beginning. Together. Always together. With our son proving love conquered everything. Finally. **THE END OF BOOK 3** ---

On the day of my mother's funeral, I sat outside the chapel, crying so hard I could barely stand. Three days earlier, my father had told me she'd died in a car accident. He said her body was so badly damaged that I shouldn't see it. I wouldn't be able to handle it. I believed him. I put on a black dress and sat beside her casket all night. Ten minutes before the cremation, my phone buzzed. A notification popped up for a hotel livestream. I opened it and froze. My mother was on the screen in an evening gown, smiling as my younger sister, Nina Whitmore, handed her a glass of champagne. My father sat beside her, his eyes red. "From now on, Nina doesn't have to live in Evelyn's shadow or suffer