The End Of An Era Novel Novels & Stories

"I'm impressed." "I want all of you, forever, you and me, everyday." He said, his voice blending with the cold quiet night. "The Notebook." I smiled and nodded. "God, I love that book." "As do I." He smiled back at me. "Okay, um," I pondered. "True love stories never have endings." He thought for a while, "I don't think I know that one." "Richard Bach." I informed him. "Smart guy." He smirked. "Couldn't agree more with him."

Era's voice is full of delight that I wish I could hold her hand now. But I seem to feel confused. “I thought you guys weren't okay. You had a huge fight that's why you left right?” She shakes her head. “What are you taking about? I never left,” She says. Then slowly, she lets go of my hand. “Never left?” I ask, getting more lost with this confession. “B-but... Anne and I were-” I look around the room. The walls became Anne's white apartment walls. Era is gone. Nowhere of sight. And again I find myself alone in the living room of this apartment. Anne is not here too. What's happening? Where's Era.

I was just a woman who had survived the storm, standing in the quiet peace that love had built from the ruins of war. The end. Thank you very much for your love and support guys, this chapter concludes the novel His Royal Breeder. However I'll be publishing a few chapters that continues Ezekiel story in modern setting. Hope you love and enjoy it lovelies.

Permanently. And our future—our beautiful, peaceful, Emily-free future—was just beginning. Together. Always together. With our son proving love conquered everything. Finally. **THE END OF BOOK 3** ---

My dear readers, I am glad to report that Aric has fulfilled 3,448 of his promises to them by the end of this novel. The End

On the day of my mother's funeral, I sat outside the chapel, crying so hard I could barely stand. Three days earlier, my father had told me she'd died in a car accident. He said her body was so badly damaged that I shouldn't see it. I wouldn't be able to handle it. I believed him. I put on a black dress and sat beside her casket all night. Ten minutes before the cremation, my phone buzzed. A notification popped up for a hotel livestream. I opened it and froze. My mother was on the screen in an evening gown, smiling as my younger sister, Nina Whitmore, handed her a glass of champagne. My father sat beside her, his eyes red. "From now on, Nina doesn't have to live in Evelyn's shadow or suffer

Jiva said with a straight voice and they dispersed; went straight to the headquarters and informed others to get ready for the last day of conference as they were expecting an obstacle to mess it up. The last two days went in a swift and today the last day of conference. Everyone was waiting for it as they had different goals. The winding up festival was cut short following his majesty's order and it ended with a thanksgiving and tea ceremony which was rather perplexing. They all departed peacefully as the obstacle 'Amai' backed off from its plan. Abhik on their way was lost in his thoughts. Charan tried to know the reason, "Prince, are you missing your sub general?" Yuvan laughed at that un

And this time, nothing not fire, not betrayal, not the world collapsing around them could stand between Savannah and Jackson Sterling ever again. THE END.

fell to their knees as the warmth of the Earth finally reached the Jovian dark. ​The Century's End ​As the first century of the Exodus drew to a close, Kael stood in the center of the thawing city. He looked at the people—his people—who were no longer ghosts. ​The war wasn't over. The Sovereign-Swarm was still clustering in the shadows of the outer moons, and the "Third Verse" was only just beginning. But as Kael held Nora’s hand, he felt a peace that surpassed the Refraction. ​The family was no longer sundered. The twins were no longer lost. And for the first time in a hundred years, the Davis line wasn't defined by the friction of what they had lost, but by the warmth of what they had foun

He once said that one day, we would look back and reminisce on all these photos when we were old. Those were our happy, beautiful memories. "No! Please don’t burn them!" I desperately tried to stop him, crying and begging. My eyes filled with bloodied tears. But William still emptied the photos into the fire. As the flames swallowed them, my body became even more transparent. It was almost completely invisible. I was about to disappear. 'Goodbye, William.' "Whitney, the biggest regret of my life was falling in love with you. I will forget you completely, forever."