It Ends With Us Novel Novels & Stories

Everyone was so happy …. This is the end of Max and Asia story… If you will like to pick up with Jae and how things will turn out… read my other novel… I appreciate everyone that took the time to read this book. My First novel completed 🩷🩷🩷

he said and smiled. I just slightly nooded at him. "There's no use of covering it. Just order something for me. I'm hungry. I haven't had breakfast yet. Also, get Colleen Hoover's 'It ends with us' book for me, please. " Many people say that the book is a sad story, so I will try it. I really like novels with a sad theme. Maybe because I've experienced sadness and pain in my life, that's why I have the same taste when it comes to books.

Just Jordan and how I am the luckiest woman in the world to be loved by him. The End Thank you all and I hope that you enjoyed this novel Please look for my many others and leave comments and reviews Thank you again.

Ivanna Striding between the rows of shelves, I scan through all the books. It's been a long time since I got new ones. Honestly, I don't find the time for reading anymore. "What about this one?" Christian grabs a copy of 'IT ENDS WITH US "Do you think I haven't read it yet?" I chuckle. "It's my favourite one. I told you already" Twitching his lips, he puts it back on the shelf. "You have so many favourites''

This is a paradise with my loved one, I can't wish for more! ..The END... IF you want an book 2 just comment and vote gems to continue. ( ◜‿◝ )♡

LITTLE NOTE TO MY READERS ❤️ I know I said Chapter 50 was the end of FRAGMENTS OF US, and technically, it still is. Their story reached the ending I always wanted for them—their happily ever after. 🥹❤️ But while writing the ending, I realized I wasn't quite ready to let them go. There are still little pieces of their life that deserve to be told. The moments after the “happily ever after.” The love, the laughter, the intimacy, the challenges, the dreams, and everything that comes with building a life together.

I wrote, "Wyatt. I spent three months tracking the 17 times you forgot me. I used those 17 times to completely kill my love for you." Ding. Sophia sent a secretly taken photo. The untouchable, terrifying Don of Chicago was slumped on the rug. Zero dignity. His face was stark white. He gripped the letter like a lifeline. At his feet was the crushed invitation to the arms summit. I calmly locked my screen. I tossed the phone to the foot of the bed, closed my eyes, and fell into a deep sleep. The next morning, sunlight poured through the stained glass of the Sicilian castle.

In our seven years of marriage, Lindsay Zane had always used the same method to punish me for being jealous. First, she would embarrass me in public. Then she would leave me alone in the middle of nowhere. This time, it was because I refused to give up the wristwatch that my father had left me. "Liam just returned to the country with nothing. Why can't you lend him your watch for a few days? Don't be so stingy." She drove off, leaving me alone in the first snowfall of the year, at a temperature of 14°F. I froze there for four hours, not able to feel my limbs. I made 20 calls and sent 50 desperate texts for help, but all of them went unanswered. I was typing my 51st message, my fingers so

Food, clothes, secrets—we had shared everything. Aside from Luke, she was the second person I was closest to. During our freshman year, I introduced Luke to her. Never did I expect myself to bring a snake into my life. I forced myself to calm down, logged out, then logged back in with an alternate account no one knew about. Then, I searched her username again. This time, her profile opened. Countless feeds flooded me as if they had been anticipating me. One photo showed a man's hand resting on a swollen belly. The caption read, 'The baby is kicking! He put his hand on my belly, and his eyes turned red when he said this was the fruit of our love.'

“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.”