Ryle From It Ends With Us Novels & Stories

Alice said walked out of the cl@$$ first She brought out her phone to call Julian but was interrupted when a guy walked to her,, “Hi” He said with a cute smile “Hi” Alice replied shortly “I’m,,Ryder,,what about you?” He asked “Alice” Alice replied “Cute,,we are in the same depa-rtment,,mind being friends?” Ryder asked “We can be friends of course” Alice smiled Ryder was about saying more when Kingston came between them “Get lost” He said to Ryder and Alice frowned

Perfect. Finally. **THE END**

Hers. Finally. Completely. Forever. THE END

It was done, and it was perfect. THE END

"What is it? Why don't you have any comments?" "I know who Rainier Hilario is!" she exclaimed. My eyes widened when I heard what she have said. "Really? Who is he? How come that you know him?" "Am I really your best friend, Andricia?! What's my surname?" "Why are you asking me about your surname? It doesn't have any connection on our topic, which is the man that I will need to marry soon." I rolled my eyes on her and she did the same too. She's acting weird now, huh. What's the problem of this girl? Is she too shocked because of my news?

He simply smiled with a look of relief. The apple rolled to the ground, picking up dirt. From the start, Zach had been provoking Jessica on purpose. I looked at the blood spreading on the ground and at Zach's collapsed body, then at the frail and blind Jessica. I understood it all. This was Zach seeking redemption using Jessica. At the very end, Zach seemed to see me. His eyes were pleading. "Annie, now that I did this, will this make you feel any better?" As my own body faded, I realized this might be the last thing I would ever say. I looked right at him and gave a cold, cruel smile.

He sat on the edge of my bed, gently stroking the back of my hand. "Get some rest. I'll send you abroad to recuperate," he said. I shook my head and replied weakly, "No need. I want to leave." I didn't say it aloud, but I wanted to leave him and this world. Just one more day, and I would be free. He suddenly pulled me into his arms, holding me so tightly it felt like he wanted to fuse me into himself. "Don't say that. Evelyn, please…" On the last day before I planned to die, Ricky's funeral was finally arranged. The service was held in a small chapel, and I was the only one there to mourn him.

"Esmè be careful" I yelled behind the overly excited child. Ever since she got the news about our vacation she's been so happy and always mentioned her grandmother. She must be a very nice lady. I thought She ran down the stairs and scurry outside with her nanny following behind. I was about to ask a question about the progress of our packing but got interrupted by my phone. Do.... I mean Makayla's name flashed on my screen. I accepted her call and waited for her to speak. "Realizing who I am to you doesn't make me less of the Don Maja" she reminded me with an icy warning laced to her voice

“Enough. If you had done this from the start, things would not have become so ugly. Why did you insist on acting so pathetic?” She reached toward me when she noticed how pale I looked. Eric stepped forward first and whispered into my ear with a smug tone. “I disappeared on purpose. I wanted to test how much Suzanna cared about me. Shane, the woman you treasured for five years loves me so much she has gone crazy for me. Being a man like you is worse than death.” He pointed the livestream camera at me with a grin. “Tell everyone. Does it still bother you that Suzanna gave me her first time? That she wants to have my child and make you the second dad?”

On the day of my mother's funeral, I sat outside the chapel, crying so hard I could barely stand. Three days earlier, my father had told me she'd died in a car accident. He said her body was so badly damaged that I shouldn't see it. I wouldn't be able to handle it. I believed him. I put on a black dress and sat beside her casket all night. Ten minutes before the cremation, my phone buzzed. A notification popped up for a hotel livestream. I opened it and froze. My mother was on the screen in an evening gown, smiling as my younger sister, Nina Whitmore, handed her a glass of champagne. My father sat beside her, his eyes red. "From now on, Nina doesn't have to live in Evelyn's shadow or suffer