The Beginning After The End Novels & Stories

all over again. The End.

A new day began in tranquility. The end.

My own god killing arrow was killing me. I watched Cammy ran to her father’s side and all but carried a weeping Lucifer to safety. My own guardians surrounded us trying to heal me and Micheal. There was nothing that could be done. “Adrain I leave you in charge my love. When the sun hides in the moon's shadow will I be reborn. I love all of you.” With that said my wings unfurled and began to encase Michael and me. “At least this time we die together.” I thought to him. He smiled weakly and kissed my lips as we drew our final breath.

He glanced at his wife and calmly said, “I know you love him, but I think it would be better for us to start our life together immediately.” She turned back to look at her husband and said, “I know you love her, but I feel that it is time for us to start our new life and forget everything.” They both finally said the things which they wanted to say for a long time, but the only difference is they didn’t say to the people they thought they would during that “long” time. They actually uttered those words to the people who became their New Beginning…

And I, deep down, feel this burning certainty: This is not the end of a story. This is the beginning of a truth.

__🎶Secondly I cannot believe in you You've hurt me not one not two I'm still gonna play it like its cool But I hope to be happy that's true🎶__ The music brought a lull to the car, like we were both intently listening to the lyrics with full concentration. The sun was full out and a little bit found its way to garnish my skin through the windscreen. I watched as it disappeared if we passed under a large tree and reappeared when nothing was obstructing. Funnily it was a temporary distraction till reality came back. We were on our way to figure out if my baby was alive. Speaking of life.. Mrs Phoebe was dead.

Really breathe. THE END.

Or maybe it was the end of the beginning. Either way—It wasn’t over. Not even close.

That was more than enough. The End

About what it could mean. Either the beginning of the end. Or the end of us.