Quartet For The End Of Time Novels & Stories

For the first time, I was truly proud of the sparkling girl staring back at me. Thank you, Lucia. Thank you for fighting for your future. Suddenly, my phone started vibrating nonstop. Several texts from unknown numbers popped up at the same time. "Lucia, it's me, Scott. You said a real relationship needs a grand confession. A breakup deserves a proper goodbye too, right? Today's my birthday. Can you come see me, just once? I'll wait for you here, for as long as it takes." He left the address. It was our high school's sports field.

He grabbed Kelly and threw himself off the yacht, dragging her down into the ocean with him. They disappeared beneath the waves. … When the news reached me, I felt nothing. No anger, no sadness. Just an eerie sense of finality. It was, in the end, the perfect ending for Zarrick. I turned back to my assistant, unfazed. "Make sure everything is ready for our family vacation." My life was mine to live, and I intended to live it well. My parents—I would take care of them with everything I had. And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

As he watched Juliet pray every day to go back in time, he couldn't help but ask, "Is the present really that bad? Why do you want to go back in time?" Juliet abruptly leaned in close to his ear and grinned. "I'll be honest with you. I want to go back because I want to pursue the person I like!" Rowan's body went stiff, and a cold look flashed in his eyes as his fists curled. "Who do you want to pursue?" "His name's Caspian Henderson. He's super good-looking, and I like him a lot!" As soon as her words fell, she felt the temperature around her drop. Rowan shot to his feet, threw the sunflowers into the trash, and stormed away without saying another word.

“Go back.” The last cry from the dying heart who wishes for the time to undo, but fate and time isn’t thinking of granting even for a single second. Daniela’s eyes are caught into the current scene that she is seeing right in front of her. With the glass tube that represents the flow of dimensions, the shard glasses that are falling from the grand clock, and the erratic movement of time behind. The original couple are separated inside the glass tube, where their cries and begs are muffled by the destruction of the world. “You wouldn’t leave me, right,”

Just as he gathered the fine ashes in his hands, they were caught by the wind and blown away once more. "Ahh!" He cried out in anguish, his fists clenched as he struck himself repeatedly. "Whitney, I was wrong! Please don't leave me!" I slowly walked over to him and spoke in a calm voice. "William, it's time to let it all go." William’s head snapped up. He seemed to have heard me. His lips moved, as if trying to say something, but I had already turned away to leave with Mike. The next time I saw William was at a wedding.

They were a deep, rhythmic purple—the same color as the threads in the Weaver’s Loom. "The Paradox didn't just close the rift," Leo whispered. "It changed the stars. And I don't think Jackson is the only thing that followed us back." From the shadows of the ruins, a single, black-ink crow landed on the table of broken oaths. It looked at me with an eye that was a solid, glowing violet. "The Eleventh Cycle," the crow spoke, its voice a chorus of a thousand shadows. "The Mother of the Sun has birthed the End of Time."

Martha's eyes flick up for half a second and I swear I see the corner of her mouth twitch. This is already very close to Clara's voice. I'd just tighten the ending so the joke lands harder and more naturally: A few minutes later, Thomas is leading me through what feels like the seventeenth hallway of this palace. Seriously, this place needs maps. Maybe there is one and nobody told me. I'll ask. Evening sunlight pours through the tall windows, turning the stone walls gold and stretching long shadows across the floor. The palace feels different now. Quieter. Most of the chaos from earlier has settled into a distant hum.

Standing in front of Jiang Xi Yu, Ru Qing lifted up her hand so that the light could reach the end. Jiang Xi Yu pinched her eyes in the darkness to get to see the inside of the cell. Her feet were getting closer to the deepest cell, following Ru Qing who acted brave to check the cell at the other end. As they went closer, the silhouette of a man sitting down on the wet ground came on sight. Jiang Xi Yu was relieved it was not a ghost. There was a man with both hands tied up. Ignoring Pan Tai Hao’s cry, Jiang Xi Yu put her hand on Ru Qing’s shoulder.

“Here goes nothing.” Clearing his throat, he began to recite a poem he had written for her. “Roses are red, violets are blue, in a world full of chaos, my heart seeks only you…” Alina felt her cheeks flush as he continued, his words warming her heart. “Through storms and shadows, we’ll find our way, together forever, come what may…” As Anton finished, the room erupted into laughter and applause. Alina couldn’t help but smile, her heart swelling with affection.

“Our deepest condolences.” Jason raised his head and spoke with immense sadness, “I’ll sign the same donation agreement... When the time comes, let me be with her...” Before he could finish, the man with glasses interrupted him with a smile, “Sorry, Mr. Fender, the experiment is complete. There’s no longer a need for the donation. We appreciate your kindness, but the matter is settled.” Jason slowly blinked his eyes. He felt as though his heart had been torn apart. He lowered his head and regained his composure. He spoke in a low voice, “Okay. I understand.”