Novel & Cerita The No End House

She was beaming, her eyes full of dreams for the future. "Let's have a destination wedding, alright? We'll get married in Southpoint, then have another ceremony in Eastwind. I heard the Lumians are very romantic, too… What about having another ceremony in the Lumian capital of Lumiere? I want to wear lots and lots of beautiful wedding dresses and take all kinds of wedding photos, fill up a whole wall with them…" Zach just looked at her, his eyes emotionless. "Annie's dead."

Neither of them was in a hurry. THE END

Every dollar they had, including the worn-down little house they lived in, had been swallowed by that bottomless pit. That was why he'd contacted Chloe and filled her head with stories about buying a house and cutting ties with me. He'd intended to use the money from the house to pay his gambling debts. In my previous life, I hadn't known what happened after my death. Perhaps his plan had succeeded. I was considering what evidence I could use to report him when I pushed open the hospital-room door. Chloe lay on the bed with her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, or perhaps at somewhere beyond it.

The voices whispered simultaneously: “Stay this time.” Noah hit the door immediately. The Knall halled through the whole house. Silence. Just our heavy breath. Kai stepped back slowly. His face was full of guilt. “It felt that I am not alone anymore.” I took him right away. “This is not your fault.” But deep inside me I knew: The end of the house was never really an end. We only saved the first lost child. Not the others. And behind the door at the end of the hall there was still a whole sea full of

He wanted to make things right, but she had closed the door. Tomorrow—Saturday—she would marry James. No. This could not happen. He had to stop it. He rushed back downstairs and confronted the bodyguards at the door, his authoritative CEO demeanor snapping back into place. "If your employer wants her belongings, she can come collect them herself. This is my home. You cannot just walk in." The two men exchanged a glance before one pulled out a phone to call for instructions. A flicker of hope ignited in Jonathan's eyes—surely he would see her, or at least hear her voice. But the answer relayed back was cold and final.

Her voice was soft, almost apologetic, “Zach, it’s been so many years since your mother passed. A photo can't hurt.” “Besides, no one could live in this house anymore.” “After the demolition, I’ll have it restored exactly as it was. Don’t worry.” Lance smirked and wrapped an arm around Sienna’s waist. “Sienna, didn’t you promise me three things?” “The third thing? I want this house to be my doghouse.“ “No!” “This was the last thing my mother left me! My only connection to her!” Sienna stayed silent and nodded. The pent-up rage and despair completely overpowered my reason.

"Yeah, but your stuff is still here. Your mother's belongings are still in the house. You're just going to leave them behind?" My heart tightened. I hadn't expected him to use that against me. He snorted, "Don't make me ask again. I've already sent you the address." When I arrived at the private room at the bar, they had already drunk well past the third round. Outside the door, I overheard someone ask Terence, "Is it really over? Aren't you at all upset?"

They were climbing up into the mountains and the trees and vegetation were becoming thicker with only one or two cars on the road. It must have been late when Ender turned off onto a dirt road that was smooth and well maintained, they drove for what seemed like an hour, stopping before high, chain link gates with razor wire across the top. The fence on both sides stretched away into the forest, disappearing into the darkness. Guards appeared at the gate and opened it, letting them pass through. They continued driving through dense forest before they entered a clearing with buildings scattered around in a wide circle. In the center was a huge mansion made of gray bricks with white stone steps

Dalawang araw ang nakalipas at namutawi na sa aking isipan ang hindi kilalang numero na nagtext. Baka nga tama si Lulu at wrong send lang ang taong iyon. Pero hindi siya tama sa parteng nasa likod ng mafia or serial killer iyon dahil kung oo ay hindi magdadaan ang dalawang araw na walang balitang may nahostage na estudyante sa abandonadong auditorium ng aming eskwelahan.

She looked at the opposite side of the bed but found no one. "How do I get here?" She muttered with her eyes full of tears. It's her first time, the pain was much. She finds it difficult to stands from the bed. She staggered a little but she lean on the wall to regain her strength. She looked around for her clothes, She saw her blue gown and her white bra rumple on the flow and saw her pant at the left side of the bed which she slowly walked towards the direction to pickup. She saw the door of the bathroom opened and rush in to wash the blood on her body off.