Skip Beat Ending Novels & Stories

_Thump. Adrian. Next to me. Hand in mine. 88 BPM. Susan. Holding Ivy. Holding Isla. Holding breath. Alex. Bear. Floor. Listening. Always listening. _Silence. 4:31 PM._ “Denied,” Levinson said. The word landed. Not _granted._ _Denied._

He stumbled back, his eyes wide with shock and anger. “It’s over,” I said, my voice steady. “Yield, or face the consequences.” The Beast glared at me, his chest heaving with exertion. For a moment, it seemed like he might surrender. But then, with a roar of defiance, he lunged at me one last time. I was ready. With a swift, decisive strike, I brought him down, ending the fight once and for all. The Beast fell to the ground, defeated. The crowd erupted in cheers, their fear replaced by relief and admiration. I stood over the fallen Beast, my chest heaving, my mind racing with thoughts of the conspiracy that had led to that moment.

JumpStart: "No. No. No. No. No! Ahh!" I scream as I stomp my fists against the table. "Where is that program? Where is it? I searched this whole computer but still can't find it! What if Silent is right? What if the water destroys it? If the water did destroy the program, then does that mean the end for my friends? QuickShot. Ms. Justice. SpeedBlade. No! I won't give up! I can't. They're depending on me! I have to find it! And if I can't, then I will make one myself!"

She did not want to hear something she shouldn’t be again. She felt a gentle tap on her shoulder just as her character leveled up. Looking up, she saw Chester looking down at her. She smiled. “I’ll get going,” he said. Serene smiled at him and got up. “Let’s head out together?” she asked Chester, whose eyes widened in surprise but nodded, anyway. Justin was just behind his brother, so he heard her as well. Serene tiptoed to kiss Justin’s lips and said goodbye to him. He looked at her and Chester leave his office before busying himself with the documents piled up on his desk.

Joey left the room and returned a few minutes later with a bowl of chips and orange juice. "Which movie do you think we should see?" he asked as he took a seat beside her. Penny shrugged. "I dunno. Oh!.... How about the last episode of Game of thrones. I know we were watching it together and I couldn't bring myself to finish it without you.... when we weren't talking" Joey smiled and patted her arm. "I understand" he said softly, "I haven't seen it either. Old habits die hard. It's a good idea. Let's watch it now then"

He scoffed at her as he stood up from his seat and walked to the window. Gibby quickly excused herself. The briefing had officially reached its fucked ending.

Isimud would just come back to life, no matter how many times he was killed. The Tailor told Jimmy there were many ways to finish a story, but only one way to truly end it. Every other attempt was a misstep, a distraction and would not lead to the tale’s true ending. Killing Isimud was a misstep, and would not lead to this story’s proper ending.

KEY AUTHOR – CYCLE 271. BOUND ESCORT – RETIREMENT. CHAMPION – PERPETUAL. And then there were the generic ones: STANDARD ENDING. ALTERNATE ENDING. TRAGIC ENDING. ERASURE. It looked like the game had drafted blueprints for every way we might end. “This is like walking through the world’s worst spoiler section,” Jax muttered. “Ten out of ten, do not recommend.” “Stay within sightlines,” Corvin said. His voice still came out a little rough from where the Admin had squeezed it. “We don’t know what happens if someone gets lost in their own door.”

Getting 900 points would be dangerous! [Hurry up! Let him check his score! Watching him get slapped in the face will be the most satisfying moment. Who told this supporting character to keep competing with our male lead for the girl!] Seeing that I still hadn’t checked my score, Maddie walked over and took my hand to comfort me. “Don’t be afraid. You still have me.” I smiled, gently pulled my hand away, and entered my exam number. The moment the page refreshed, the smug smile on Blaine’s face froze.

He looked down at me, blocking out the stars, and let out a breath that sounded like a laugh, a sob, and a sigh of absolute relief all rolled into one. "We skipped the tutorial," Dax whispered, resting his forehead against mine. "We beat the boss." I smiled, reaching up to touch his face. "Speedrun complete, Pres."