Love's Epilogue Mga Nobela at Kwento

Looking at the heartache buried deep in Kyle's eyes, I cried and said, "I was wrong, Kyle!" Kyle was the first to object when he learned that I was going to marry Ian. He said Ian was not trustworthy, but I was blinded by love and still married him without hesitation. Now, I had ended up in agony. "It's okay, darling. You're still young. When we return to the prairie, I'll find you another good man!" Mom looked at me and said.

Zylus sighed again and glance at me that made my brows furrowed. “Hanz, Hanz Varstendum” He uttered that stop me from talking. I avoid his gaze and glance at Geraldine, my anger immediately turns into a fury again. My jaw moves aggressively and went near to Geraldine.I just found my tears started to fell on my cheeks. Hanz Lucas Varstendum…I can clearly remember your name and I will never forget that. Trust me, you will never forget my name also after this. You will pay for this

I glanced up at Jace who stared at us with a raised brow then I whispered to her. "I'm actually in love with Lee Dong Wook who played the role of Lee Yeon from the Kdrama series Tale of the Nine Tailed...but Jace will do" "I like her ", she said to Jace then returned to her bed. "How did you people....", I pointed at the both of them, my finger moving back and forth. She looked nothing like Jace so she couldn't be his kid...so was she? "He kidnapped me", Noel deadpanned earning a glare from Jace.

Applause, hoots, laughter, and joyful cries filled the air. I pulled back from the kiss, breathless, and saw everyone. Emily crying. Killian’s mum clapping like a child. My father nodding in pride. We were surrounded by love. We made our way down the aisle — this time, not as lovers, or exes, or broken mates. But as husband and wife. Again. Author Note: Dear Readers(besties), the epilogue was too long so I had to cut it into two parts so you guys can be able to afford it. Hope you understand:))

Vienna smiled inwardly while she lost herself in the kiss which went on and on. At last, the love story which was left alone on the road incompleted, restarted its journey as Richard decided to give his wild cat Vienna another chance in love. —————————— So here is the epilogue as per your wish, enjoy it. See you next month with new story. And Happy new year in advance, guys. ❤️❤️❤️May this year brings you happiness, good health and lot of loves. Stay safe!

After flipping it open, I only read the first line. "To my dearest beloved Sela Wheatley". I didn't read the rest. Instead, I let the letter be buried forever in that torrential summer downpour of this coastal city. From then on, our paths would never cross again. Whatever love and hate remained would drift away with the wind.

I felt a surge of love and happiness and I threw my arms around him, holding him tightly. We hugged, our hearts beating as one as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the beach. It was a perfect moment and I knew that I would never forget this day... ...THE END (Don't worry, you'll get an epilogue. Hehe☺️)

No one could ever compete with the memory of a first love who had passed away. But so what? If Hendrix was gone, Sabrina would be Rowan's alone. No one would stand in his way anymore. A smug smile tugged at his lips, but he knew now wasn't the time to gloat. He pinched his thigh hard. The pain made him almost gasp. He said in a muffled voice, "Hendrix! How could this happen? If there was something you couldn't solve, you could've come to me for help—"

The revelations were met with applause, signaling a collective acknowledgment that love, no matter how unconventional, had the power to transform. The closing chapter became a celebration of love's ability to endure, evolve, and inspire change. Sterling Manor, now a beacon of hope, hosted events that brought together individuals from all walks of life, echoing the inclusive vision Victoria and Alexander had embraced. As the story drew to a close, the epilogue unfolded against the backdrop of a sunlit garden. Victoria and Alexander, surrounded by the blossoms that had witnessed the twists of their journey, exchanged vows once again. This time, the promises were not dictated by obligation but