John Dies At The End Novel Novels & Stories

The secrets, the lies, the betrayals—they all seemed so small now in the face of what really mattered. John stayed with her that night, watching as she drifted in and out of sleep. The doctors had told him there wasn’t much time left, and he wasn’t going to waste a single second more. In the distance, the mansion they had left behind simmered with its own Diana woke up in the morning and she asked John to call everyone in, Diana has a lot of secrets with her and its important she opens up to them before she dies.

"That was Ash's thing." "Who is Ash?" Steven asked. Jane felt she needed to honor Ash and teach for her? What else was she doing besides starving herself and living someone else's dream? "Jane's best friend, she died in the crash, too," Mrs. Johns said when I didn't answer. I turned and leaned against the table, feeling around for my cigarette and lighter. I needed a damn smoke, because obviously booze wasn't getting me anywhere other than passed out in my truck. "Take that outside," Mrs. Johns said. "I'll see you tomorrow at work."

Dustin proved till his last breath that he is still a puzzle unsolved. He watched the light abandon his father’s eyes, his arms fell limb on either side. And his lungs stopped fighting for every breath. Dustin went as still as a statue, his blood pooling around was creeping through the debris with the rain. Dead. Noah let out a shaky breath, unable to lift his eyes off his father’s wet corpse. Something throbbed inside him. Perhaps it was the blood they shared that called out for him. Noah still had questions with no answers. But he knew it was questions he could live with. The world was silent except for the sound of falling rain.

“Everything is done, Sir.” “Good. Now choose. Either kill yourself with that gun or I will kill you with your family watching…” His voice was so gentle and soothing yet he was speaking the words that only devils would say. “I choose the former, Sir.” Despair flashed into Jhon’s eyes. Slowly, he pressed the muzzle of the gun without silencer next to his right temple. With his left hand, he formatted his phone as soon as the call ended. “I’m sorry.” Bang—

“Good. I want you to hate me with every breath. Plot my murder every time I touch you. It just makes the eventual surrender sweeter.” The last thing I saw before the door closed: Daddy on the floor. Blood pooling beneath him like a dark halo. And Jillian crumpled beside him. Lying next to my Daddy. Taking something from me even in death. Daniel dragged me through the mansion and out into daylight. The cold air hit my naked body like a slap, biting into every wound and bruise, but I barely felt it. I didn’t feel anything except the numb horror spreading through me, freezing me from the inside out.

“The black words in the air all said the same thing. But I don’t believe them in the slightest. I’m Silas’ childhood sweetheart. He picked me to be his wife. How could he like you?! As long as you’re gone, Silas will only be mine!” She lowered her head and looked hideous. Suddenly, she laughed eeriely. The plane ran into more severe turbulence. Everyone panicked. I finally realized that she wanted everyone to die with me just to get me killed. “Goodbye for good, Jane.” Clara sneered and put on the only parachute before she jumped off the plane. In the next second, a looming sense of weightlessness came. My body kept falling in the midst of chaotic screams. Half a month passed by. The Jordan

“The abusive pricks died?” Cain said. “On the same day?” “Damn right they did,” Holt said. “Then you know what happened?” “What?” Eli asked, clearly not relishing the answer. “What happened?” “Well, when Eli got the news that both of his worthless piece-of-shit sons had died because of his failure to do the right thing, he fell from his seat, broke his neck, and died instantly.” “Really?” Holt said. “That’s a pretty satisfying ending. I mean, not for Eli, but you know… on the whole it is. Which book is that all in?”

His sobs grew louder, but I’d already turned my back on him. Behind me, I heard the clatter of the glass hitting the floor as he fumbled to stand. He swayed, his body betraying him now, just as he had betrayed me. The poison was working faster than I expected. I didn’t stop walking. “Goodbye, John,” I said over my shoulder, my tone light, almost cheerful. “Enjoy your last moments. Think about how much that two million was really worth.” His cries grew fainter as I strode away, leaving him to collapse onto the cold floor, alone with the weight of his choices and the silence of his death.

I felt alone but was not alone, Justin was there with his funny and annoying self so did Allison. Finite was not seen after that day, as he disappeared from the face of the earth. I'm sure he mourns the death of Tracy. Star's body was taken downstairs to the basement, we laid her body in the middle of the house all dressed in white. She didn't decay one bit but remained as beautiful and breathed as she was with the knife still in her heart. THE END. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Below is a totally different story, title, "THE MONSTER'S HEWRT, HER DESIRE". Please skip if you've read it before. I love you all....

The sky was torn apart. The earth, water, wind, and fire were mixed with space turbulence and were swept out from the dark cracks. These spatial turbulences instantly swallowed up John's broken body, until his last breath completely dissipated in the sky. After confirming that John was finally dead, Severin couldn't help but gasp for air, and his tense body gradually relaxed. Under his Oculus Blade, John, the supreme paragon who had just made a breakthrough, ended up bleeding to death.