Jay In This Is The End Novels & Stories

THIS MAN! ************************EVE'S FORBIDDEN!!!!!! THE END

I loved Cassidy more than anything. Although she had been involved with countless men, and she had even cheated on me with Henry, the fake heir, I still couldn't bring myself to let her go. I worked out, took medication, and did everything I could because I wanted to have a child with her. When the doctor finally told me today that I met the required fertility criteria, I grabbed the test results and rushed straight to her office. "Cassidy, I–" My voice came to an abrupt halt. Cassidy was passionately kissing her new male secretary with her arms wrapped around him. She glanced at me impatiently. "Get out!" I suddenly came to my senses. I could accept having a wife like her, but coul

There was no turning back now. The End.

With Jay, life was never boring. THE END

My home. Forever. ----- **THE END**

“They are more.” The End.

all over again. The End.

But with Jay putting their daughter down for a goodnight sleep inside their home, the rest of his friends and their families gathered around, Iandor’s heart is full and he knows that this is exactly where he was meant to be. . . THE END . Dear Reader, Thank you for taking the time to read my story, for being the inspiration, Thank you for your encouragement and kind words<3. Hope to continue this journey another time.

Seraphina stood behind him and clenched her fists in anger. Aidan slowly turned around and walked toward somewhere. The video stopped there. However, I could already predict what he was going to do. Aidan would apologize to her, and then they would reconcile and continue their disgusting relationship. After I ended the video, I sent a text message to that colleague. I thanked her and wished her all the best in her future endeavors. After three days in this foreign country, I started familiarizing myself with my surroundings. Just when I was about to head out, I received a call from an unknown number.

Instead, I slid into the back seat without a word. Randall, likely relieved by my uncharacteristic silence, sighed and got into the driver’s seat. As we drove, his phone buzzed on the console. He glanced at it but didn’t answer, probably out of consideration for my presence. Still, his distracted demeanor didn’t escape me. “You should answer that,” I said flatly. “It could be important.” The phone rang again. This time, he pulled over to take the call. From the speaker came Macy’s voice. “Mr. Harris, I’m all alone at the hospital, and I’m scared. I don’t know anyone here. Can you come and be with me?”