Skip Beat Ending Novels & Stories

She said, refusing to just let go of the rumor spreader. "R-right." Philips answered terribly failing on stopping himself from stuttering. "Good. Hope you all have a great night." She said smiling before she let September guide her away from the group.

As expected, the screen was filled with over a thousand missed calls. Zoe let out a scornful laugh. "Next time, you should switch it up. Terminal illness? Jumping into the sea? Maybe she'll transfer all of the Warren family's assets straight to the Coles." He smiled casually. "Maybe she would." Taking advantage of the moment before anyone noticed me, I left the house, dazed and hollow. When we were eighteen, Adrian had worn a faded, repeatedly washed white shirt and knelt at the entrance of my home, appearing awkward and earnest, as he confessed his feelings.

The final moment of the race was a contest between Lauren, Wanda, and another top rider. Lauren pushed herself to the front, her brows furrowed in fierce concentration. “She’s going to lose,” I whispered, smiling. Kendra looked puzzled. I knew every expression Lauren could make in every circumstance. She couldn’t hold on. No sooner had I spoken than Lauren faltered. Wanda crossed the line first, followed closely by the other rider. Lauren crashed heavily onto the ground, and the riders behind her surged forward, pushing her rank off the first page entirely.

I rushed toward the machine and tried to stop it, only to realize the controls were locked with a password. Panicked, I called Suzanna. She responded with impatience. “I was only scaring you. The grinder is a prop. It will stop on its own in a minute. Shane, stop overreacting and come back to cook. Eric loves your cooking.” Before I could reply, she hung up. A second later, the rope snapped. My mother screamed as she fell. I lunged forward, trying to shield her with my own body. I was too late. My mother died right before my eyes. A broken scream tore from my throat.

"Did I say anything wrong? Your mom would've definitely wanted you to be more generous. You're making such a scene over a pair of earrings. She wouldn't be happy if she saw this." I slapped him across the face. Hunter's cold voice came through the phone. "Natalie, did you hit him?" Gabriel's face turned to the side, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. "Natalie, you've become someone I don't even recognize anymore!" I ignored him, picked up my bag, and walked out. From my phone speaker, I heard Hunter say, "If you walk out now, don't expect to see me home tonight." I stopped in my tracks and said, "Whatever."

--- End of Day The office empties slowly. Lights dim. Voices fade. I gather my things. “You’ll leave first,” he says. “To avoid speculation.” Smart. Always thinking ahead. I nod. “Goodnight, Mr. Cortez.” His eyes flicker briefly. A fraction. Barely noticeable. “Goodnight, Mrs—” He stops. Just for a second. But I hear it. We both do. --- The Slip Our eyes meet. And in that half-second— Everything shifts.

The countdown timer violently skipped digits, accelerating at three times its standard velocity. 00:10 00:09 00:08 Inside the sub-level control room, the overhead emergency sirens began to scream a deafening warning. *"Emergency manual override activated! Detonation sequence accelerated! Structural failure imminent!"* Lorrie looked at Matteo in absolute horror, the walls beginning to vibrate around them. "We're out of time! It's skipping!" Matteo desperately reached for his heavy sidearm, aiming it directly at the terminal glass. "I'll shoot the internal console matrix!"

Break the sequence? “The game allows you to bypass the main quest and skip levels?” surprised that he had not learned about this before, Zen allowed himself a few seconds of distraction from the bubbling sauce. Akiko confirmed it. “We figured it was faster to defeat the final boss for each floor and move on after the third day in the dungeon. However, things weren't as straightforward as we entered the second stage. The progress slowed tremendously when we couldn’t defeat boss monsters as quickly as we did up to the tenth stage.”

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 slowly vanished into the crowd. ........................................................... Finally, after five long hours of pure torture, the party was over and everyone was gone. We cleaned the bar and the tables and left for home. It was 3:00 am and I was running like crazy to get home as fast as I could. I haven't called Bella since I left the house, and when I did, she didn't reply. I took my phone and started calling Bella again, but still, she didn't pick up. I run faster and I can feel my blood boiling from anger. I swear to God if something has happened to her, I am not taking responsibility for what happens next. I got to the building and got to my window. I started knocking on