Novel Ringan The Beginning After The End Novels & Stories

He was still standing there, like a silhouette in the distance, slowly fading into the fog. Some people were only meant to accompany you for a part of your journey, and our path together had long since come to an end. Now, being at peace and well was the best ending for us both. I turned forward, closed the car window, and looked ahead, my heart calm. The fog gradually lifted, sunlight spilling gently, and I knew this was the start of a new beginning.

I started reading the book, and I wrapped myself in his jacket. After a couple of other hours passed, I felt sleepy. I got up from the chair and put the book where it belonged, got out of Aaron's office, went into mine, and locked the door. I check my phone, and there is still no sign of Aiden. I lay on the couch, and after I could hardly keep my eyes open, I let myself go into a light sleep.

She slipped the ring into her left ring finger. The magical ring shrunk itself to fit her finger, and almost immediately, she heard someone speak inside her head. Finally, she found the answer she was looking for... ***** END OF BOOK 1*****

which he opened and indeed it showed a ring, a crystal one. Taking my hand in his, he removed my wedding ring and put the ring he got instead keeping his eyes on mine “the old ring was one that had us hating one another, both of us wore our own as if they were cuffs rather than rings, I want you to wear this one instead. One that would be our new beginning” My eyes welled up with tears as Nikolay softly removed his hand from mine, letting me look at the ring. Both of us smiling at one another, Nikolay wiped my tears and kissed my lips gently “I want today to be a new fresh start for the two of us”

Charlotte said she had something to take care of, so she asked Anthony to send me home. Upon arriving at my new quarters, I was utterly exhausted. I threw my luggage into a corner and collapsed onto the couch. My body was relaxed now, but my thoughts were still a mess. Suddenly, my phone rang with a message notification. It was Anthony. [I bet you're tired. Rest well.] His tone was gentle as ever, melting my heart. I replied, [You rest early too. See you tomorrow.] After putting down the phone, I felt more at ease. Meeting Anthony was like having a new ray of light shine into my colorless life.

Instead, it gave me two choices: continue my mission or abandon it and return to an ordinary life. I didn't hesitate—I chose the latter. I inherited my mother's vineyard, altered part of my appearance, and took on a new identity under her surname. From that day forward, I was Sophia Henley, no longer Arden Sharpe. I had severed ties with the past and started anew. … Three months later, I ran into Wayne again—at a wine gala. I had just stepped out from the underground cellar when I bumped into a man who looked like he'd lost his way.

“Mr. Fender, these were commissioned by Miss Xander five years ago. “Blue Origin gemstones are only mined once every five years, and only a very limited amount is available each time, so I must apologize for the long wait. This design was created by Miss Xander herself. We all loved her work. Unfortunately, she insisted these rings remain one of a kind, only for the two of you. “If there’s ever a chance, we’d be honored if Miss Xander would consider designing and endorsing for us...” Jason could no longer hear whatever he said after that. He was lost looking at the twisting vines on the rings. “Jason! What do you think we’re like as a couple? I need some inspiration for the design!” “Hmm...

Sienna signaled her bodyguards to pull Lance away and gripped my icy hand. “Let’s continue.” “Time to put on the ring.” She handed me the velvet ring box. Her gaze was calm and unreadable. Lance, dragged across the floor, was still screaming at the top of his lungs. “Sienna! I won’t allow you to marry him with our child inside you!” “You said you felt nothing but gratitude for Zach Quiroz! Why are you insisting on marrying him?!”

“You may verify it inside. I took the box and opened it. The moment my eyes fell on the inner band, my fingers began to tremble. The ring nearly slipped from my grasp. The words “Planette Moore” were engraved. The inscription mocked me. This diamond ring was entirely different from the one in my previous life. It meant Lucius had rushed this custom-made for Planette.

Her cheeks were flushed with satisfaction, and dark red marks covered the soft skin above her chest. Even the black lace dress I had bought for our anniversary had been stained with a few suggestive spots of blood. The room was filled with loud, crude men. Whistles and teasing laughter echoed through the air. “Ms. Jones finally ended her single life tonight.” “So? Was Eric good enough to make your legs give out?” Their eyes shifted toward me, followed by another round of whispers. “Shane is pathetic. He spent years acting like a loyal dog around her, and he still did not get her first time.”