The End Fin Novels & Stories

"Yeah, but your stuff is still here. Your mother's belongings are still in the house. You're just going to leave them behind?" My heart tightened. I hadn't expected him to use that against me. He snorted, "Don't make me ask again. I've already sent you the address." When I arrived at the private room at the bar, they had already drunk well past the third round. Outside the door, I overheard someone ask Terence, "Is it really over? Aren't you at all upset?"

Like it already knows how this ends. ~~~

he said and stayed in same position like breathing dead body, he didn't even moved or touched her body which was laying lifeless on him. Lautoonga yahaan , Tere paas main Haan..... Vaada hai mera, Mar bhi jaaun kahinn.... Song ended in the background as everything went silent just like his unwanted life..... ..........................THE END ............................. Let me know if you found any mistake. How was the end? (Story ends here but I will publish one epilogue. Please do read that too.) This is not the abrupt decision, I had already decided to end the story within 50 chapters Nd today it's ended. AND STORY WAS ALREADY PLANNED IN THIS WAY. ................ Aish ❣️..............

“They are perfect. This is perfect, my love.” THE END

Toward whatever waited there. "Are you geared up for this?" Damien asked. "No. But when have we ever been ready?" Her phone rang. Unknown number. Again. She answered. Her grandfather’s voice. "Hello, granddaughter. I hear you’ve been busy making deals. How ambitious of you. But I’m afraid it’s all for nothing. The game is over. I’m activating the final protocol. Project Endgame. Every major city. Every financial center. Everything burns in three hours. Unless—" "Unless what?"

His clenched fists finally relaxed, and he turned to the door before walking out. Everything Zach had depended on these past few days had finally collapsed, leaving nothing but ruins behind. Wade watched Zach leave, saying nothing other than hugging the urn even tighter. I looked at my hands. They were starting to fade at the edges. Wade's tears fell on the urn, and I could somehow feel the warmth. I floated to his ear and whispered, "Bury me under that tree by the door, Wade. I'll stay with you. So… Don't be sad anymore, okay?"

"Sir, Ms. Spencer developed severe renal failure after donating her kidney. She’s been secretly undergoing treatment all these years, but ten days ago, her condition worsened. She passed away." "What?" William froze. He couldn't believe it. He refused to believe it. From the corner of his eye, he saw the shattered urn he had so ruthlessly smashed. Mike had told him to see Whitney one last time. He had warned that William would regret breaking it. A terrible realization struck him. William scrambled forward, desperately trying to scoop up the scattered ashes. His hands were cut open by the shards of porcelain, but he didn’t seem to notice. Just as he gathered the fine ashes in his hands, they

Finally, James spoke, his voice calm, measured, but distant. “I will,” he said after a while. “But just until you return.” A small breath of relief escaped Alex’s lips. “Thank you, my friend.” James’s voice came again, softer this time. “Give my regards to your mum.” And the call ended. Alex stood there for a while, staring at his phone screen, then slowly lowered it. Maybe, just maybe, this was the beginning of his redemption.

You might laugh at my words now. However, my love, I'd give my life to show you my love is true. Or maybe, I'm just paying for my unforgivable mistakes. I wish you a future filled with strength, peace, and lasting joy. May your path be smooth, your life worry-free.] Those few lines summed up Wynnie's entire existence. A tear slid down, unnoticed, splashing onto the darkened phone screen, leaving a tear-stained bloom. "Honey? What's wrong?" Elena's voice came from nearby, laced with concern.

They get back into their positions and the curtains open again. Winter I comes in and in a trice, things turn for the worst. The tensions have blown over, and the fir and flowers charge toward the bare trees. The quarrel causes the collapse of the copse. Fearful forest fairies try running away from the display. But it is too late. Andrew gets caught and throws a red ribbon before falling. I watch in suspense as the forest breaks out into a dance of violent grace. They attack one other and the light begin changing to green, blue, and red. The splatter of war is very evident on the stage as they pull out the red ribbons before falling to the ground. Winter I ends with everyone (except for Mari