The Beginning After The End 1 Novels & Stories

“Fuck, baby.” My body went wild and my back arched touching his warm body. I wanted to feel him more. I grinded my body against him as I started to feel something building up again. “Ah! Lane!” “Baby,” his hands gripped on my waist as he thrusted more. My eyes rolled back in unison with my back and my fingers hold on tight on his back as we both reached our peak. My knees feel weakly as the energy in my body was lost with my release.

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

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.

“This isn’t the end. You know that, right?” And I did know. I knew it in my shaking knees, in my racing heart, in the fire still burning low in my stomach. This wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning.

"Fran, midnight has arrived. You just need to die in this world, and you can go back." I picked up a sharp piece of glass and raised my hand, dragging the jagged edge across my artery. Finally, I was leaving this world where no one loved me. Everything was finally going to end.

Next, some liquid splashed down, and her bones shattered, then slowly dissolved into a puddle of water. The water evaporated under intense heat, leaving behind nothing but an empty and spotless surface. The video stopped. On the darkened screen, Jason saw his own bloodshot eyes staring back. “She... really left me with nothing...” His voice was a broken mix of laughter and tears. He sounded deranged, as though he had lost his mind. Eric, who was standing nearby, could not bear it anymore and stepped forward. “Mr. Fender...” The man with glasses spoke softly. “Our deepest condolences.”

Could unify. Beginning proved it. Beginning demonstrated it. Beginning was it. And that was enough. And that was everything. And that was exactly right. Beginning existed. Hope's legacy endured. The story continued. Forever. Always. Beautifully. Beginning was here. And beginning was beautiful. And beginning was exactly right. The story continued. Forever. Always. Eternally. Beginning was here. And that was perfect. END OF CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE And so the story continues, forever evolving, forever beginning anew...

Something that felt, in spite of everything, like the beginning of something rather than the continuation of something else. The beginning of an after that had a name.

Eden said and eased back in her seat and closed her eyes, wondering why there was a 'good' in 'goodbye'. There was nothing good or wonderful about endings and farewells.

This was the end, yet the beginning. *** ~THE END~ (Woah woah, keep calm! Swipe or scroll to the next page👉🏾 Announcement for you!)