The End Of Days Novel Novels & Stories

And with it, the promise of a new day. The End.

We are home. THE END

We gave it our best and when we look back, we can proudly say, ‘Hell yeah, at least I tried. ~~~ THE END! That is it! The last chapter. We have Epilogue next. But ADWTD has officially come to an end. Colton and Racheal thank you for your company and reading their love story filled with mystery, killings, suspense, kisses and tons of drama. Thank you! And lots of love! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“We ran for a full day today, Maddy. The sun never came up.” I swallow hard, remembering the book and what it had said about the war either ushering in the moon again, returning things back to the way they were, or the beginning of an endless night where the old gods reigned. I take a breath and tell Ella everything I learned from the book. She listens without speaking, her eyes locked on everything and nothing at the same time. “So Isaac is meant to end this,” she whispers. “Yeah, that’s what he believes, and unfortunately, after everything that happened, I think so too.”

Bisola said to herself. Finally she kneel down beside her bed, her hands clasped together in a prayer mood. “Heavenly Father Lord God Jesus, thanks to you for love that I found, thank you for my rebirth as from tomorrow morning, help me that I may continue to love Dapo very much. Thank you Lord for strong mind, thank you for Zeal that refused to died down, forever you shall be exalted.” Bisola opened her eyes and she smiled “Amen” She picked up her phone again to checked the time, the time read 12:00am, she smiled to herself. “Happy new birthday Bisola Badmus, Happy new born day.” Bisola lay down and fall asleep immediately. THE END

Finally, I turned off the TV and tossed the remote on my mother's bed. As I lied down there, staring at the white ceiling, thousands of thoughts flashed through my head: first about my dad who died at the hand of a demon when I was six; then a sister 50 years older, whom I did not even meet, because a few years before my birth she ran away with the demon she fell in love with, which made her banned not only from the family but also the whole community in general; then I started to think of Johnathan - my beloved Johnathan. I remembered his gentle kisses, his touch on my skin... I plunged into dreams and almost felt him lying down next to me, but I knew it was only an illusion. Opening my eye

He stabbed the wheel with his index finger, as if adding ending punctuation to his argument. The car buckled back and forth as it hit rough road. Emma’s body pushed deeper into the back of her seat while the vehicle climbed. “The end of civilization is going to be a messy business. Very messy. Some people will step on anyone to get what they want. Certain . . . people have even been waiting for it. When the guillotine falls, there’s going to be chaos. And it’s only going to spread.”

A smile trails my lips as I hear Isabella screams intensify within me, but it was all in vain. "The Darkness will bring all the light to the ground and then all that will remain is I… For I am the Darkness…" I say with a grin. ****Author's note**** Next and final chapter will be released in three days, so start your clocks... Are you ready for the beginning of the end?? Please leave your comments and thoughts about this chapter. And as always please do check out my new and next book called-- Alpha Kaden: The Primordial Hybrid-- Synopsis below.

He opened the book and stuck his tongue out at Becca. Becca smiled and returned to her own novel. It wasn't as factual, but she loves fantasy and romance novels. To her, it was like dipping her toe into a whole different lifetime. A lifetime where she is known as the smartest person in the world, the strongest woman alive, and she has someone to love. She always wanted someone to love.

"But that's sudden. We just got into a partnership. You're just going to throw it away?" I pulled her fingers off me and stepped away. "It's in its final phase. My partner can handle the rest. I have another project to handle." My stepping away hurt her heart. She stared at me, dazed. Lauren extended her trembling hand, and it hung in midair. Her instincts told her I was not coming back, but she asked, "When are you coming home?" I shook my head and put on a smile. "Never." Sorrow crept onto her face. She stared at me in disbelief. She kept trying to grab me, but I kept moving back, so she stopped. Like an abandoned puppy, she did not have the courage to move forward to someone who had just