Our Story Ends Here Novels & Stories

Our journey may have been filled with challenges, but it has led us here—to a love that is unbreakable, an eternal flame that will forever burn within our souls. This is our story—a tale of passion, love, and triumph over adversity. And as we embark on this next chapter of our lives, I am filled with gratitude for the woman who has captured my heart and the incredible journey we are about to embark upon. Our love knows no bounds, and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us. The End.

And for the first time in our long, complicated, beautiful story… There were no questions left. Only one answer. Us. At last. Forever. The End

This is the end of Alexa Johnson's story and stays tuned for another story I will publish soon. For now, this is the end, and please leave a comment and let me know what do you guys think of the whole story. Don't forget to give a vote. THANK YOU SO MUCH TO EVERYONE WHO STAYS UNTIL THE END!! I LOVE YALL AND STAY SAFE!! XOXO

The ending was satisfying, and the divine messages cheered wildly. [Congratulations! Story complete. Start the flowers!] After that moment, the divine messages vanished completely. From here on, the story belongs only to us.

After I handed my husband my pregnancy report, he froze. That night, I heard him get up and head to his study. I quietly followed him. He was on a video call with his adopted sister, Penelope. "Is she really pregnant, Harrison? What are we going to do? Are you going to leave me?" "You silly girl. How could I ever leave you? I only married her to appease my dad and secure my inheritance of Westbrook Group. Once I have full control of the company, I'll divorce her at once." I quietly pulled out my phone and started recording. I finally had the proof I needed. It was a marriage of convenience. I was exhausted by it.

At the Sweethearts' Light Festival, I head to Truelove Bridge to film vlog footage for my wedding next month. But through the camera's viewfinder, I spot my younger sister, Mona Jensen. Standing right beside her is my fiance, Weston Shaw—who is supposed to be working overtime at the office tonight. As Mona browses a vendor's stall, the strap of her bag slips off her shoulder. Weston catches it almost on instinct and casually slings it over his own shoulder. The glittery, sequined bag, covered in plush charms, looks absurdly out of place against his tailored dark gray suit. Maybe it's just a coincidence. Yet, the bag remains on his shoulder. People stream past them down the crowded stree

Until our next story, my beautiful readers. Thank you for 252 chapters. Thank you for every moment. Thank you for staying. Our forbidden journey ends here, but there are still so many stories waiting for us. With love, AVA STERLING

"He always has an excuse." "He doesn't know I'm only seven diary pages away from leaving him." "I got my period today, and the cramps were so bad I couldn't get out of bed. Dexter came home and brought me some painkillers without me asking." "He said it was the same kind he'd gotten for Brianna last time. She said they worked great, so they'd probably help me too." "I said thanks, but no thanks." "One page left. Then I'm done." The last page had only two lines.

With the little sounds I could hear, there was a battle of bullet exchange not too far from us. I couldn’t stand for long on my two feet and Hunter noticed as he gripped me against his chest and began yelling. “ HELP! SHIT… HELP!!!” Slowly I was losing consciousness as I fought to stay awake. Before everything became black the last thing I heard was. “ Iris please don’t leave me” Or …. I’m not so sure. So I guess that’s how it ends?

For the next release, we will be having a series of honeymoon chapters. In case you are wondering, this story will end this month. Base on my outline, we are nearer to the end, but as you can see, I am never going to leave you with a hanging ending. Much more can be read between our two couples in this remaining month that I spend with you, including the buns that are cooking in the oven. Wink!