Novel Ringan The Beginning After The End Novels & Stories

Madelyn could not empathize with Kai's seemingly guilt-free acceptance of the affection. Returning to her room, she intended to sleep alone. However, she woke up in her original hospital ward, awakened by a scorching heat. After several failed attempts to push the source away, Madelyn became alarmed when she noticed something amiss with her right ring finger. Her face darkened upon realizing that Zach had slipped the ring back onto her finger without her realizing it. When she tried to remove it, she felt it was loose.

The story was just beginning. End of Chapter 110

Bryson handed me the gift box with a smile. "I picked this out for you. See if you like it." Caught off guard, I looked at him. "A gift?" As soon as I lifted the lid, my eyes widened in disbelief. Inside was a white velvet gown, embroidered with intricate lace and adorned with countless tiny diamonds that sparkled in the sunlight. Unable to stop myself, I reached out to touch it. The fabric felt luxurious, and the craftsmanship was exquisite.

After seeing Clement and his parents off with Mom and Dad, I rubbed my tired eyes. Before going to bed, I checked my phone and came across a new post from Celine. Her posts were only visible to me. The photograph captured two intertwined hands, each with a custom ring on their ring finger. The caption read, "Jay put it on me—slipped it on my finger himself. I'm over the moon!" I had spent almost half a year designing those rings. They were one of a kind, and he had given them to Celine without the slightest concern for me.

"Ha! I knew you were faking it. Listen here, there will not be a word of this to either of our parents. Otherwise, there won't even be a wedding.” "What Carina and I have is beyond your understanding. She’s only working to pay off her family’s debts, unlike you with your cheap schemes. Hurt her, and you’ll regret it." I nearly laughed. Men truly were pathetic creatures. For millennia, they had been obsessed with "saving" fallen women as if it were some noble calling. Without another word, I turned and walked away. The moment I stepped inside, a notification popped up. Carina had sent a video. The footage showed Simon fastening a necklace around her neck with reverent care. My stomach dropped

The lights went up over the trees and the music started again, and Elena slid the ring round her finger with her thumb to feel that it was real. It was real. The End

“You think I’m a bitch because I wanted someone who didn’t leave me waiting? Because I let Noah touch me when you were gone—again—because Claire called and you ran? You talk about ending things with her like it’s some big romantic sacrifice, but you still wear her ring. You still have it around your neck like a fucking medal.” I reached out, fingers closing around the thin silver chain he always wore under his shirt. I yanked it free, the ring dangling between us, catching the candlelight. “This,” I said, voice shaking. “Is this what you call the end? You told me you ended it. You told me you were done. But you’re still wearing her ring. Hidden. Like I’m still the secret. Like she’s still th

Elijah bounced right up from the floor. “What did you just call her?” I took over the conversation. “Let me introduce you. This is my husband, Julian Grey.” “Julian? You’re the one from the black market back then…” “Yes, that was me. I happened to be right there when you dumped her into that hellhole.” He walked over to my side, dropped to one knee, and gently took my hand in his. “Nora saved my life in the black market. She gave me the half loaf of bread she had hidden on her, and because she helped me, the guards in the black market tortured her twice as hard.”

One sentence, One impossible sentence engraved inside the ring. Welcome back, Elara Hale.