The Keeper Of Happy Endings 소설 & 이야기

He turned away avoiding my calculating gaze as he rummaged through the cupboard. "It's not my place to say anything. I will see you at dinner." With that said, Kade left the kitchen leaving me with my thoughts. "Damon," I whispered testing out his name on my tongue. Damon Romano is my mate and he definitely doesn't look happy about it, I thought with a groan. Fuck my life.

Alexander's chair scraped violently across the floor as he stood. Victor's face drained of color. Amelia staggered backward. Lucien never took his eyes off the old man. Elara couldn't breathe. She whispered the only words she could manage. "You're lying." The Keeper's expression was filled with sorrow. "I've spent twenty-six years wishing that were true." The library fell into stunned silence. No one dared breathe. The Keeper's words echoed through every corner of the room. "...the last time I saw Isabella Quinn, she was still breathing."

It was complete heaven. "We did it, Dimitri." "We did what, Roza?" He sounded curious and slightly confused. I lay my head against his chest and closed my eyes, chuckling. "We got our happily ever after." ***** We're officially finished with this story, everybody! Once again, I'd like to thank the people who read, reviewed, followed, and favorited Happily Ever After. It means the world to me, and I hope you guys continue enjoying my work and being amazing. Tell me your thoughts about the epilogue and overall story in a review!

He took my hand again and smiled sadly. “I am here now, and it was wonderful to speak with Apache again, and I am very excited to be welcomed into your pack. Although, I would like to meet the warriors that went looking for me as well. I’m sure I would remember the ones I tormented as a child.” Grinning I turned to my food and took another bite of my burger. “Well, most of them have retired and moved away with their mates. There are two left that stayed. Do you remember Garrett and Kyle?” I almost jumped out of my seat at the mention of Kyle.

Life couldn't be any better. THE END

I smiled. The End

They organized a farewell gathering at a karaoke bar. At 8:00 pm, Lawrence arrived at Echo Chamber. As soon as he walked into the private room, his eyes immediately spotted Julia and Patrick sitting beside each other.

The ledger pulsed with infinite alignment, the darkness feeding off the pain of its chosen Keeper. And in those final moments, Sipho understood the ultimate truth: All the wealth, the deaths, the empires, the power, the meticulous orchestration of life and death—none of it mattered against the relentless, eternal hunger of the darkness. It did not reward him for precision. It did not honor him for patience. It demanded everything, and when that everything was given, it gave nothing in return. --- The Keeper, once the master of life, death, and fate, finally ceased—not with release, not with peace, but with agonizing, infinite collapse.

But the next day, he was found dead in his living room. He had finally given up. He left behind a letter and ended his life with the same dangerous combination that nearly killed me—cephalexin and alcohol. When I returned home, the police gave me the envelope. Inside it was a brief note filled with apologies and well wishes. "I'm sorry, Grace. I was wrong. I hope you find happiness. Congratulations on your marriage. If there's a next life, I hope I'll be the one to chase after you." But if there was indeed a next life, I never wanted to meet him again.