John Dies At The End Novel Novels & Stories

Riffen tried to pull her up and comfort her at the same time. - It's okay, I'll save you. But since Doris was already heavy enough, that bastard John was clinging again, so Riffen tried his best. John smiled and said: - Five, four,... He was aware that he did not have much longer to live, so he focused all of his might on bringing Doris down with him. Doris was unable to retain her grip on Riffen's hand any longer after the terror and the additional pull. Doris makes the decision to let go of Riffen's body because she realizes that if she continues, they will all perish; thus, she opts to let Riffen live rather than take her own life as well.

On his end, deafening ceremonial fireworks exploded in the background, mixed with Claire's sweet, delicate laughter. "John, who are you talking to? Hurry up, everyone's waiting for us to say our vows." John hung up without the slightest hesitation. The hand clutching my phone slowly turned cold, and my breathing grew weaker and weaker. How ironic. The last thing I heard before dying was the sound of fireworks celebrating John marrying Claire. I was filled with resentment. But the dream did not end there. The scene suddenly shifted. The debt collectors on the mountain road were peering down into the cliff below.

She looked at John who's smile didn't leave his face as he slowly stood up from where he squatted. "Good bye my love, I end people who think they are too smart, bye once more, my love, don't worry about our kids, I will take care of them." John said to her then walked away. Daisy kept staring at him till her eyelids closed in darkness and she fell down in death.

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.

Giovanni had lost all hope as he lay on the ground and awaited his death. "Was this going to be the end?" I thought as I looked around. A generation was going to end because of revenge. "Finally," George announced when the timer hit ten minutes. "It's all going to end." He laughed. There was nothing to do as I also closed my eyes and awaits my death but then, in every story I've read, a villain never wins. The door burst opened and police officers swarmed in. Thank God. "You called the police?" George shouted in disbelief. "You've bought them to their death." He laughed.

He knew heart attacks happened to young people all the time so he wasn't too taken aback but it was still astonishing. So the nurse checked the time of death and called it out, closing Jenny's body up with a white cloth. Jenny could now go be at peace with her sister and maybe answer the question she wanted to answer so badly. But it all happened so fast… And now, there was peace…on both sides. Thank you for taking out your time to read my book. Please kindly check out my other works. The End. Written By Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella (Omaisabella)

“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—

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.

"I'm sorry. I was too weak. I couldn't admit that Mom died because of the revenge they took on me." Hearing that, I finally felt a sense of relief. It turned out that Zack wasn't perfect at all. And maybe, I didn't need him at all. As I came to this realization, my soul turned transparent and began to fade away. Zack panicked instantly. He desperately tried to hold onto me, but it was no use. Before my last trace of consciousness faded away, I said, "Let's not meet again in our next life, Zack."

"Thank God! I was getting worried something had happened to you!" “Again?” I raised an eyebrow, confused. Eileen looked around quickly, then lowered her voice. "Do you know about John? He's dead. And no one knows who killed him." I froze for a second. "How did he die?!" "I don't know... It's strange that his family hasn't caused trouble to anyone. But with what happened to you before, I'm worried they might come after you." As Eileen spoke, the unsettling feeling that had been lingering all morning seemed to grow stronger.