She Would Never Know Ending Novels & Stories

"Holding her, feeling our future stir, I knew we had everything...and I’d never let it go." THE END

Who knew she could end up having a family with the gangster that kidnapped her and turned her into a sub, sounds absurd but she loves it that way. Guess her story also has a happy ending and she can say they all lived happily ever after. Although they will keep having battles to fight, together, they are strong and will always overcome every battle. Ninety days turned into forever. THE END.

“ But never mind, the plan was never to kill her anyway.” She then turned to look at the witch hunter and tilted her head, “ Shall I kill this one?” However just as she was thinking about this, sounds of footsteps echoed from behind as she turned and looked at the young witch hunter who was heading her way and muttered. “ Never mind, the show is about to end.” With that, she too vanished in the air as a painful shout echoed in the clearing. ….

I knew it was her, coming back to see me. The End.

Liam asked. "I don't feel anything particularly large about it," she said, and found the admission genuinely true rather than performed. "I thought I might. I thought there would be some enormous release, some final closing of the wound. But mostly I just feel like a chapter ended that needed to end, the way any chapter eventually does." "That's allowed," Liam said. "Not every ending requires fireworks." She looked at him. "Does Ryder know?" "I'm going to tell him now," Liam said.

My little sister Vanessa was obsessed with werewolf lore, convinced she was destined to marry a powerful Alpha. When Rex, the Alpha of the Firwood Pack, saved her during a riot, she thought fate had finally set its gears in motion. What she didn't know was that Rex saved her simply because she resembled what his fated mate had looked like in her youth— Helena, the Luna of the Firwood Pack. Any sane woman would've walked away. Vanessa saw it as her golden ticket to the top. She secretly mapped out Helena's usual routes, hired outlaws to stage a brutal car crash, and sprinkled silver dust—lethal to wolves—across the wreckage. Her plan? Wait for the esteemed Luna to draw her last breath, then s

More precise. Because if there’s one thing I know for certain — they never ended. They just paused. But I’m not going to let them press play again. Not this time. Not ever.

“You always did know how to end a conversation.” “I’m not ending it.” She leaned in slightly, her lips close to his ear. “I’m beginning something you’ll never be able to stop.” And with that, she turned, leaving him standing in her wake, burning in silence.

Some endings don’t need words. They just need someone to notice.

I ask. She looks at me and gives me a half smile, somehow that was supposed to answer the question. “Well, your leg is wounded but you’ll be able to walk in an hour.” “I believe thanks is in order. But why were you sobbing?” I reply. She gives me another half-smile and tells me she has to get more supplies. ”Wait!” I call out to her. “I don’t know your name. So I can thank you properly” I say. She smiles again at me, but this time it’s a full smile. “Livillia Lepida, Bright Tigers Medicae.” “Thank you again Medicae Livilla”I reply “Don’t thank me just yet, this war is Eternal after all.” she says as she turns away “Oh yes, and welcome to the Northern Border.” A cold wind blew by, letting her