The Begginning After The End นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I stared at it for a moment. Then I typed. Paused. Sent. Okay. I set the phone down. Leaned back slightly. Closing my eyes. Because for the first time since everything happened I wasn’t bracing for impact. I wasn’t waiting for something to fall apart. And somewhere in that quiet Something settled. Not certainty. Not peace. But something close enough to it. Because maybe Just maybe This wasn’t the end of us. It was just the beginning of something new.

"I'm your first, Bianca. I took your virginity that night. We both know that. There's a connection there—a first is always significant. You can't just erase that." The words hung in the air like a ghost—the ghost of a night neither of them had fully forgotten. A night of tangled sheets and whispered secrets, of bodies discovering each other in the dark. A night that had ended as soon as the morning came, with Justin walking out the door and Bianca watching him go, her heart already beginning to splinter.

And somewhere. Far beyond every page that had already been written... A storyteller dipped a pen into fresh ink. Smiled. And began writing. The End... Or perhaps... The First Beginning.

A thing with a location was a thing you could bear to wait for. He finished the book. He closed it. He sat with the quality of having finished something, which was not the same as the quality of having ended something. Finishing was completed. The ending was a loss. The therapy would be an ending, and he would hold it as an ending, with all the weight that endings deserved. But the after—the after was not an ending. The after was a different kind of thing.

For a brief moment, I could almost see the younger Suzanna smiling at me again, clean and bright like the rising sun. Then the loud cry of a newborn rang through the room, followed by tears and joyful laughter, and the fading image disappeared. I lowered my head and looked at my gentle wife and my beautiful son. Slowly, a relieved smile appeared on my face. At last, it was time for me to let go.

As my consciousness began to fade, I forced myself to reach out and fumble for the burner phone hidden on me. [That favor you owe me—you can pay it back now.] The moment the message had been sent, both the display on my phone and my mind plunged into darkness. I had no idea how much time had passed before the pungent stench of disinfectant finally jarred me awake. My body felt as though it had been crushed into pieces and then forcefully patched back together. The hollow emptiness in my lower abdomen served as a constant, brutal reminder of everything that had just transpired.

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.

but were you told what comes after? The rebirth of time is the beginning of all...be it so, time is compromised, Chaos shall be Reborn.

A ghost of a smile appeared on her lips but it eventually vanished. “He went out first. The team needed him immediately.” I nodded and shyly stood up from bed. Of course, he’s the Alpha. Why would he even wait for me, right? I just fixed myself before docking from the ship. My mouth dropped open when I saw the situation outside. Trees were lifeless. I don’t even think there’s life here. Buildings and houses were destroyed and burned. This has become their life? In all of my years in experience, I have never saw something like this. Even being a Warrior Witch, I have never seen something like this.

I love you, honey. ''Love you too,'' I say, and I hear the sound of the phone call ends. After I drank almost the entire bar last night, Aiden drove me home. I can't stop thinking about him. How did all this happen in the first place? I do not even believe myself for how I'm feeling. How can he possibly be my boss? I never left Aiden's side after the last time I saw him in the toilet. He seemed like the safest person to spend the night with. We talked all night and I learned more about him. After all, beneath this bad boy exterior lurks a pleasant and amusing person. I began to like him, and it appeared that we had a lot in common. Since the first time I laid eyes on him, I knew that he was