Novel & Cerita Paragraph Enders

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

Cyrus borrowed someone’s phone to text me, saying he and Serena were both being deported back home. “Can you come back and take care of me?” His voice sounded extremely weak in the voice message. However, I did not feel a shred of pity, retorting mercilessly to cut his last strand of hope. “Face it, I don’t love you anymore. Now you’re like a turd in the latrine to me, dirty and foul. “Perhaps you were important to me once, but now I’m too disgusted to even look at you. Do you understand me now?”

If ever we may have the chance to see each other again, I would still thank you, personally. Sincerely, Alexandra P.S. I am looking forward to reading all of your written pieces. Alexandra can hear her heart beating so fast and heavy. It wasn't a regular heartbeat. And yes, every beat is telling her that she is missing a part in her letter. Something more vivid, more like a three-lettered word, more like a confession.

How much longer before she snaps? Pushing away from the door, Ender goes to his walk-in and disappears inside, reappearing a few minutes later dressed in black pants and a black silk shirt. He crosses the room to his writing desk and pulls a large envelope from the top drawer, placing it on the desk. He looks at her, "This is your file from the convent, I removed it before I came to get you from the dungeon"

Fierce. And finally— Ours. THE END

Hayden thought. END OF BOOK 1

"Do you not like the endings on real things?" "Real things don't always end," Elian said. "They just — continue. The story I write, it'll publish, and some things will change, and some things won't, and then there'll be another story. That's not an ending." He paused. "Sometimes I want to write something where I know, when I'm done, that it's finished." Dante considered this. "If we do this right," he said, "The Meridian ends. Solen ends. That's a definite ending."

“They are more.” The End.

She sighed heavily, readying herself to run in the pouring rain – but the woman who stalked her interrupted her and offered her a smile. “Hi, I saw you stressed out. So I thought I’d share you my umbrella with.”, the Ender woman had a nice silky voice, soothing the nerves of anyone she talks to. The undoubting silver-haired woman looked at the Ender surprisingly and in relief. “Oh my, thank you. I didn’t think there were any people like you to share an umbrella with these days.” The Ender woman chuckled. “Just being helpful.” Her eyes glinted like a predator to its prey behind the black designer glasses. Finally, after years of finding the daughter of the Anderson’s, it was in her grasp. So

Together. THE END.