The Mist Novel Ending Novels & Stories

" He scooped Brianna up and walked out without looking back. I stood there alone, the whispers from outside the door cutting through, every one of them landing like a blade. Diana rushed in. "What happened? I just saw Dexter carrying Brianna out." My face was drained of color. It took me a long time to manage a smile. "Diana, can you move my flight up to tomorrow? I really can't stay in Ridgehaven anymore."

In it, the sea of golden clouds swirled magnificently. At that moment, I couldn't help but wonder if they had planned to commit suicide together. My heart trembled. But then, why didn't they go through with it? "In the novel's ending," Luke continued, "the two characters do commit suicide together. After witnessing a sunrise, they hold hands and leap into the sea of clouds, descending into the deserted forest, achieving eternity. Their love becomes eternal as well."

I ask, rubbing my thumb along the back of her hand. She looks down at our intertwined hands and then back at me, her eyes hooded. "Maybe your Alpha is on to something." She responds, taking a step closer to me, her chest touching mine. I can't resist the temptation anymore as I let my lips come crashing down to hers—an electric current races over my body as our lips collide. Margaret is receptive to my kiss, her hand letting go of mine as she reaches up with both her hands and intertwines her fingers in my hair, letting out a soft satisfied hum against my lips. I place my hands on her hips and pull her flush against me, wanting to feel every inch of her body against mine. This kiss was diffe

I couldn’t get far the nurse had rushed into the room and stopped me from tempting death with my stupidity. The nurse had the tubes and drips on and giving me a shot that made everything fade away as I fluttered my eyes drifting off. The flashes of that night unfolded in front of me and it was one hell of a night not in a good way. After Jack had walked out to rescue his brother, I followed him no question about it and we drove to the warehouse as instructed. I had a plan that would have worked out, but I was driven by revenge that, when the escape was in my grasp I chose to let go and run with emotions instead of instincts.

Until next time… Alexander Montenegro and Vivien Dawn Herrera-Montenegro, signing off. THE END ✳✳✳✳✳✳✳ End - February 28, 2022

Chapter 49 Rage "Her mother is dead and she has no idea about it," Misty muttered while staring into nothing. Clyde eyed her before he shook his head. They were both in his restaurant with a lot of tourists eating around. Misty has been anxious since Gavin told them about what happened yesterday. "It's better for her now. If she finds out about it, she will be in danger. Gavin is the one who's been catching her and sacrificing a lot from the very beginning," Clyde discussed and blew out a short frustrated breath.

" Miss Witchard called. Whitney stood up, looking shy when all eyes turned to her. Clearing her throat nervously, she asked, "Why does the mist disappear on Kalghaeon?" "Very good question, Whitney. Thank you." Miss Witchard gave Whitney a huge smile. Whitney blushed and nodded before sitting down.

She nodded and turned the car over as Alice leaned her head against the window and closed her eyes. "Wake me up when we're already there, Mayu," she reminded. I didn't answer. Like him, I leaned my head against the window but didn't blink. I looked around because I knew it would be the last time, and I couldn't go back to it. I smiled bitterly. I could never have imagined that my desire for my parents would lead to this. I lost my mother, Rosario, and now I am trying to escape the trouble I am in. I silently cried and let my tears flow. I didn't know I was asleep and just woke up at the terminal. The car stopped there and waited for us to get off.

howled the witch. A thick, cold black mist, filled with total mystical blindness, burst from the ground in the blink of an eye, completely erasing the light of day and blocking all vision across the clearing. I could not see my own hands, and the war cries turned into a confused and terrifying echo amid total darkness. “Lawrence!” I cried out in desperation, stretching my hands into the gloom.

His touch grounded her, anchoring her mind against the mist’s effects. “Stay with me,” Kaden said, his voice firm but gentle. “We can fight this.” Theros appeared from the edge of the battlefield, his staff glowing faintly. He slammed it into the ground, creating a pulse of light that began to dispel the mist. Calla cursed, retreating to the safety of her remaining forces. --- With the mist dissipated, the defenders rallied. Theros’s light had not only cleared the air but also renewed their spirits. Lena and Kaden led the charge, their movements a blur of precision and power. Lena’s blade danced through the air, cutting down mercenaries with an efficiency born of desperation.