The Begging After The End Novels & Stories

Let's end this. ***

"I'm impressed." "I want all of you, forever, you and me, everyday." He said, his voice blending with the cold quiet night. "The Notebook." I smiled and nodded. "God, I love that book." "As do I." He smiled back at me. "Okay, um," I pondered. "True love stories never have endings." He thought for a while, "I don't think I know that one." "Richard Bach." I informed him. "Smart guy." He smirked. "Couldn't agree more with him."

He asked me not to be so paranoid and petty. It was the first time he and I had a cold war. It lasted for a whole month and ended with him giving in to me. He promised to stop favoring Ruby and to keep his distance from her. However, it still bothered me. Ruby's existence was like a sword hanging over my head, and it had finally fallen! Coming back to my senses from the memories, I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and pondered, 'This is a good thing. Be decisive. I will never be hurt by love again. I will be my parents' little princess again once I return to the prairie.'

⸻ “So, Ilyaan…” ⸻ The stars exploded into silver fire. ✨🌌✨ ⸻ “What comes after the ending?” ⸻ 😱😱😱 ⸻ And somewhere beyond reality… The Fifth Path transformed. ⸻ Its wooden door slowly opened wider. 🚪❤️✨ ⸻ Revealing something no one had ever seen before. ⸻ Not an ending. ⸻ A beginning. ⸻ End of Chapter 70 🖤 To Be Continued…

I loved Cassidy more than anything. Although she had been involved with countless men, and she had even cheated on me with Henry, the fake heir, I still couldn't bring myself to let her go. I worked out, took medication, and did everything I could because I wanted to have a child with her. When the doctor finally told me today that I met the required fertility criteria, I grabbed the test results and rushed straight to her office. "Cassidy, I–" My voice came to an abrupt halt. Cassidy was passionately kissing her new male secretary with her arms wrapped around him. She glanced at me impatiently. "Get out!" I suddenly came to my senses. I could accept having a wife like her, but coul

I turned. What happened? He pointed upward. The End has awakened. I stared at the cracks. The Beginning said the universe would continue. Kael shook his head. That doesn't mean it will survive. Cassian stepped forward. Explain. Kael looked at all of us. The Beginning and the End are opposites. The Beginning creates possibilities. The End removes them. Then why was the End asleep? Because there was nothing for it to end. I looked at my daughter. Until she was created.

The kind that doesn't ask where you've been, only shows you how far you can see. The story ends here. Not with a reunion. Not with forgiveness. Not with a man on his knees, finally saying the right words at the right time. It ends with a woman and her daughter, standing at a window that belongs to them, in a building that belongs to them, in a life they built with no one's permission and no one's help. Behind them — nothing. Ahead of them — everything. --- **THE END**

"The hunger for power doesn't go away just because the lights are violet." "I know," I said, leaning my head on his shoulder. "And the Coalition in the South will try to build new walls. And the Warden on the Moon will try to find a new frequency. But they’re all fighting the same thing." "What’s that?" he asked. "The End of the Script," I said, a genuine smile touching my lips. "They’re trying to turn a Life back into a Story. But as long as we keep the Hearth warm, they’ll never be able to find the 'Full Stop'."

FINALLY!! The BULLIED series has come to an end. I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much. I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it. I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.

Time was ticking dull and tedious. It was when her eyes were shut closed and completely devoured by the obscure and uninvited eclipse eating up the light of her vision. She caught a glimpse of the two nuns for the last time before she dozed off to unconsciousness. Her heart, pounding a loud and banging beat - a rather dire and portentous beat, enveloping her distorted and disturbed psyche to finally lay a single touch of her life before everything else was fragmented.