The Keeper Of Happy Endings Novels & Stories

Ines Sutherland's gaze moved from the divorce agreement on the table to me. Her voice was full of impatience. "Arthur Weber, stop being unreasonable. My sister is gone. Taking care of Marcus is the proper thing to do." Marcus Pierce panicked and pushed the gold watch back toward Ines. "Ines, take the watch back. Do not let me cause trouble between you and Arthur." As he spoke, he covered his face and began to cry. "I just have a miserable life. Your sister died too early. I deserve to be alone forever..."

“We have to destroy them all. It’s the only way to ensure our family’s safety.” As they deliberated their next move, a low rumble echoed through the cavern. The family froze, their eyes darting toward the entrance. From the shadows emerged a figure cloaked in black, their face obscured by a hood. “Who are you?” Wickham demanded, stepping protectively in front of Clara and the children. The figure raised a hand, revealing a glowing amulet that pulsed in time with the orb’s light. “I am the Keeper,” they said, their voice calm but commanding. “You have done well to make it this far, but your journey is not yet complete.”

He was thankful to her for forgiving him and for freeing him from all the guilt. "Thank you... Thank you so much," Lucian sobbed after he got forgiveness from Nina. Nina smiled as she looked at him. "Now, I will take your leave," Nina sighed. "Wait," Lucian looked at her. "Yeah?" "Remember one thing, you're My Brother's Keeper, so take care of him," Lucian spoke. Nina smiled. "I will." 6 months later, Nina returned home from her work. She was completely exhausted and wanted to sleep, but the moment she turned on the lights of the apartment, she was surprised.

The last thing he wanted to do right now was to explain why ordinary human magic doesn’t work on him. Jester leaned forward, reached out, and took her hand. He had seen male leads in those TV dramas his mother loved to watch do this whenever they were trying to comfort the female leads. He looked straight into those ridiculously brown (they remind him of hot chocolate) eyes, and said in the most repentant voice he could muster, “Listen, Alisa. I am truly sorry for upsetting you. I know you don’t want to hear this from me, but I’m just saying this out of concern. I hope you understand that even if you’re not happy with me, I still need to know what you do and where you go. I can only keep you

scold, me,” she said teasingly. A smile filled my face and I found myself laughing. “You really are something else,” I reply, looking down at the open book. “So, I am so confused. Marylin finds out that Remus has been lying to her the whole time, but then in this chapter, she sleeps with him. I don’t understand,” she says while showing me the next tab. I smile at her eagerness, “You don’t remember the gift that Remus gives her in the third chapter? A ring, forged in Dolos, the place of lost minds, rectified by the Keeper?” She nods her head as she flips back to the third chapter, “Right, it was a birthday gift.” “Yes, and remember Rosalyn later says that the Keeper went by many nam

After my sister-in-law Lydia had my brother Caleb's kidney removed and spent three years draining his blood, he escaped back to our hometown barely alive. He lay on a bed at the clinic, holding my hand tight as he said, "Noah, don't go after them. You can't afford to cross Lydia's family." Three days later, he died in my arms. I buried him on the hillside behind the town, under the old oak tree he had loved to climb as a child. On the seventh day after I buried him, a black Maybach stopped at the edge of town. Lydia got out with a frail man who looked like he could fall over at any time. She stood outside my house's door and looked at me. "Noah, where's your brother? Tell him to come o

In front of both of them, I dialed a number. "There's trash here. Send someone to clean it up." I had just sent one set of trash away. Then the doorbell rang again. When I opened it, Joe stood there with a smile. He set a parcel on the table—supplements good for a succubus, meant to ease the agony of my heat. They were rare and precious; he'd thought to bring them. "Have you decided?" he asked gently. "Want to consider a new master? I'll take responsibility."

“Annie, you must be angry because of Holly, right? Don’t worry, I’ve cut things off with her. She’s already gone through an abortion. I will behave from now on and spend my life with you. Come back to me, alright?” “No.” I broke out of his grip and said sarcastically, “I think I finally understand what’s going on, Mr. Rook. You’re a useless, two-timing man who can’t finish what he starts! Do you think you’ll get a happy ending after cheating? Don’t you think you should be punished in some way?” “Sure. As long as you come back to my side, you can punish me however you want.” Before Lucien could finish speaking, a car engine roared from behind us.

The valley greeted her, wild and vast. She was not alone. Somewhere far away, a child’s laugh sparked silver in the sky. A wolf howled at the memory of moonlight. The world was not ending. It was remembering, at last, how to begin again. And as the Archive Keeper watched her vanish, he smiled. For every story waits to be retold. And now, it was hers...

“Jennifer and I are getting married at the end of the month. You like money, don’t you? As long as you come, I’ll give you a million.” He really was convinced that I was a gold digger. I chuckled and murmured, “Too bad I can’t go, but William, I wish you and Jennifer a happy life together from the bottom of my heart." Suddenly, a powerful force pulled me in. When I regained consciousness, I saw Jennifer and a man dressed in a robe. The man was holding a wooden cross and chanting under his breath. There was a table in front of him with a white porcelain urn on it. It was my urn.