The Beginning Of The End Novels & Stories

Hugh had taken a bullet to the heart, and all his lies had finally caught up with him. It all seemed like it was meant to be. This was where it ended. No matter what came next, no matter who came for me, I was still Tasmin Sheargold. [The End.]

time, the voice of a man, sounding somewhat disappointed. Almost like a father speaking to his failed children. [It has been 200,000 years since humanity was created. You have evolved greatly.] It was a strange feeling. He was able to understand what the voice was saying but he knew it wasn't speaking any language that he had ever heard before. And yet it translated perfectly. [From the bottom of the food chain, you have come to the very top. Colonizing everything from the deserts and mountains to the jungles, you have come far....far indeed] it praised before the tone changed completely. [But it is a shame to see that you have not learned "control". Instead of prospering and venturing

I couldn’t. Because the truth was, I wasn’t sure we’d survive what came next. This wasn’t the beginning of a war. It was the beginning of an end—and I was standing on the wrong side of it.

"We’re the ones who are finally free. Move!" As they ducked into the shadows, the entire floor of the storage hub began to vibrate, a deep, tectonic rumble that signaled the beginning of the end. The Directorate was purging its own foundation, and for the first time, they were going to be the ones caught in the fallout.

Our eyes collided in a gaze. My chest started to slam harder. Now, there was no more games. No more manipulation. This was the beginning of the end.

“And it’s only the beginning.” And with that, their story—filled with love, struggle, loss, and triumph—ended on a note of peace, promise, and endless possibility. The End

Maybe, I could sell my house and travel to Hawaii–definitely a big no. My body was weak and I couldn't explain just how bitter I felt inside of me. Why didn't I just end the relationship if I wasn't happy with it? Well, you guessed right. He was a silver tongued devil! That was why trying to end it was like squeezing water out of a rock.

"Couldn't agree more with him." "Yeah?" "Definitely." He spoke softly. "If the love is as true as it claims, why is there an ending to it?" "What about happy endings?" "Even happy endings will have their flaws, don't you think?" He looked down at me. I thought about it, "Sometimes, I get shocked by the amount of wisdom that flies out of your mouth." He laughed, "I'll take that as a compliment." "Okay…" I smiled and cleared my throat. "We should love, but not fall in love, because anything that falls gets broken."

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When had he become the man who didn't even notice her illness, who failed to see the pills she swallowed daily for her pancreatic cancer? The reasons no longer mattered. Only the outcome did. Joanna closed the door behind her and left. The streets were covered in fallen leaves. The chill of late autumn filled the air, and the few pedestrians hurried along, eager to reach the warmth of home and family. Joanna walked slowly toward the hospital. After today, her life would end peacefully. She couldn't think of anyone left to miss. At a crosswalk, the light turned red. She stood still in the cold wind, counting down the seconds as if counting the final moments of her life.