Love Game In Eastern Fantasy Ending Novels & Stories

Love. END

Just then, a new post popped up on my feed. I did not even need to zoom in. I could tell the blurred figure in the photo was Kyle. The two of them were strolling through a street food market like a couple. Kyle was looking at Anya like she was the only person in the world. The caption underneath read, "In the quiet moments of ordinary life, love means you are never alone." I stared at Kyle's happy smile, and at the fried food he was holding in his hands. I blinked. He had always hated street food.

" As he spoke, Bryson pulled a sparkling diamond ring from his pocket and dropped to one knee. He continued, "I know words may not be enough to convince you, and that's okay. I'll prove it with my actions. All I'm asking for is a chance to love you out in the open." I stared at him, a lump forming in my throat. I once gave everything to Declan, only to be left scarred and heartbroken. Now, Bryson was willing to love me unconditionally. Wouldn't I be a fool to let that go? As the thought settled in, I looked up. My parents were walking toward us with red roses in hand, grinning from ear to ear.

They encountered ethereal landscapes where emotions shaped reality, and the threads of connection wove tales of unity across the cosmos. As they traversed these realms of emotion and connection, the mountain ash remained a steadfast companion. Its leaves, now infused with the energies of love and unity, radiated a warmth that transcended the boundaries of the mystical and the cosmic. In the heart of one such realm, surrounded by the glow of intertwining threads, Morekish and Elara discovered a timeless sanctuary—a place where the essence of love and cosmic harmony converged. It became a haven for those seeking solace in the embrace of interconnected destinies.

Holding the tie, I closed my eyes and tiptoed. Either the fate played wicked keeping them apart or played virtuous bringing them together. It played until their souls chased each other. The End. ••••••••••••• TADAN! Ok, my book ends here. Thank you, my readers, for all your support :) I hope you people enjoyed it. H.LOCKHART.

"Shikanya's soul said while Agnidev stood dumb founded His eyes filled with tears, tears of helplessness, tears of losing his loved one. " it's time to leave maharaja. I just wanted to meet you and tell you what I feel I can't tell you anything else that's against the rules of my world. My time has finished. I love you." Shikanya said and vanished in thin air With that Agnidev also lost his consciousness and once he opened his eyes he wouldn't remember anything that happened.

"We love you more." ***THE END***

Death looked around and started to move Eastward. "What are you doing? We're supposed to be heading north" I pointed out. "If it's an illusion, I'm certain it won't hold if we're moving in the wrong direction" "Are you certain that it's going to work?" I asked, watching him as he continued to move in the opposite direction. Suddenly, the illusion vanished from sight and we found ourselves in the center of the mountain with the crescent sword hanging in mid air, surrounded by a fluorescent blue glow. "You see, Hera isn't so smart" Death said and I exhaled slowly. Then, I started to make my way towards the glowing sword.

with his puppets. The story started out really great and interesting, I loved it! Then it ended in a really bad way. One of the lovers died, the female had to sacrifice herself for the man to live. Leaving him all alone in this world. I hate sad endings. "Such a beautiful love story. Maybe in another world, they would have the happy ending they deserve." Anastasia let's out sadly. What is beautiful about a love that ends with one dying. "We should go drop some money." Freya said getting up. There was big stainless bowl right next to the grandma Lilian, and people kept dropping money as they exit the temple.