The Beginning After The End Author Novels & Stories

"Freya, this is all fake, isn’t it? He isn’t your mate. You just found someone to provoke me. Right?" I frowned faintly and replied evenly, "Raelor, know your place. Whoever I choose as my future mate has nothing to do with you. Half a year ago, we ended everything." Lyndra let out a cold laugh from her seat. "You’re the one who drove her away. What are you clinging to now?" Raelor seemed not to hear. He stepped closer, his eyes locked on me. "I’ve ended things with Seraphine. I’ve dealt with her. Freya… Give me another chance."

Seven years passed. I had taken Sebastian’s advice and enrolled at Columbia Business School. I studied hard, graduating at the top of my class. With Sebastian’s help and the knowledge I had from my last life, I started my own import-export business. I worked long hours, I made tough decisions, I built my empire brick by brick. By 1952, my company was one of the most successful in New York. In my last life, I had always wanted to start my own business.

“Look at the sun. Everyday he comes to an end just to come back the next day brighter. “ And smiling she told them: “Is just as C. JoyBell C. once said “"Ends are not bad things, they just mean that something else is about to begin. And there are many things that don't really end, anyway, they just begin again in a new way. Ends are not bad and many ends aren't really an ending; some things are never-ending."” (Author's note: The happy ending is here, but the epilog is just around the corner )

He dragged me out of the room towards the other room and shoved me inside. I wanted to fight him, but I was in too much pain. I saw the disgusting way he was looking at me. This Ben guy has dirty thought about me I can see it. “Don’t even think about” I glared at him. If he thinks he is going to touch me then one of us will end up dying today and it won’t be me. Ben closes the door behind him. Our eyes meet, his are calculating, and I can’t look away. A smirk spreads across his face. This can’t possibly be good. I feel like a prey, and he is the predator.

“People.” “SEMANTICS,” the Admin said. Its filaments tightened. Fire shot up my limbs; I sucked in a breath through my teeth. “YOU ARE AUTHOR,” it went on. “YOU DESIRE NARRATIVE RESOLUTION. YOU DESIRE—IN YOUR OWN TERMS— A HAPPY ENDING.” On a nearby screen, a scene played: Me, back in my real‑world apartment. Alive.

I wanted to think that this was just a good omen for the beginning of our relationship together. ~ END ~ Author’s Note: Next Story “The Duty”

The audacity to challenge, one has to grow more than two balls to do that? THE END?! AUTHOR NOTE : IF YOU READ TO THE END, I JUST WANTED TO SAY ( I Love You, Muah 💋)

The End **Author's Note:** Thank you for joining me on this journey! As we reach the final chapter, I want to express my gratitude for your imagination and willingness to explore this fictional world together. Whether it was unraveling mysteries, sharing heartfelt moments, or diving into unexpected twists, your presence made it all worthwhile. Writing this story has been a joy, and I hope it brought a smile to your face or stirred your emotions in some way. Remember that stories are like bridges—they connect us, allowing us to walk in someone else's shoes, even if just for a little while.

He chuckled softly and I smiled at the melodic husky sound. He hugged me tighter for one last time then he stood or I think he did because I don’t feel his body warmth anymore. I stood too and walked towards the bunker while trying to figure out how to apologize to my pup for what I had said.

It was the beginning of a new life and they were surely excited. THE END! *AUTHOR'S NOTE* Hey loves. If you are reading this now, then I'm pretty sure you must have definitely finished reading my story. Thank you for travelling along with me on this journey. Drop your lovely reviews and kindly give me a follow. Hope to see y'all on my next story. Just very soon. love love💕