We Begin At The End Novels & Stories

Deep inside of us, we knew it was the beginning of a new chapter and love ever after. A fulfilled, marital bliss had just begun. Light faded. THE END

I turned. What happened? He pointed upward. The End has awakened. I stared at the cracks. The Beginning said the universe would continue. Kael shook his head. That doesn't mean it will survive. Cassian stepped forward. Explain. Kael looked at all of us. The Beginning and the End are opposites. The Beginning creates possibilities. The End removes them. Then why was the End asleep? Because there was nothing for it to end. I looked at my daughter. Until she was created.

He was still standing there, like a silhouette in the distance, slowly fading into the fog. Some people were only meant to accompany you for a part of your journey, and our path together had long since come to an end. Now, being at peace and well was the best ending for us both. I turned forward, closed the car window, and looked ahead, my heart calm. The fog gradually lifted, sunlight spilling gently, and I knew this was the start of a new beginning.

"What's this? What are you two doing? I'm still right here! You two lovebirds… Don't you feel any shame? You two can forget about this class! Stand outside right now and call your parents here this afternoon!" After standing outside the classroom for so long until my legs went numb, I finally realized something. I had been reborn. Wade whispered, "The teacher won't come out for a while. Want to sit down and rest your legs?" I looked at the swaying branches out the window, remembering Wade's red eyes and burning tears from my last life. Without thinking, I said, "We'll go to the same college, Wade. This time, we won't miss each other."

Too normal to investigate. Too perfectly average to be extraordinary fugitives. It was insane. It was brilliant. It was our only option. So we took it. Together. Always. Starting Saturday. With dinner. And friendship. And the beginning of the end. Or the end of the beginning. Time would tell. But we'd face it together. That was enough. It had to be. Because it was all we had. And we'd make it everything. Starting now.

FINALLY!! The BULLIED series has come to an end. I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much. I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it. I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.

It just needed the courage to keep breathing. ​"Rule 38," I whispered into the silence, one last time for the ghosts of our fathers. ​"The end of the book is where the life begins."

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"We're not done yet." "No," I say, staring at the horizon where new stars flicker. "We're just beginning." The game never ends. It *ignites*.

And now, I was done believing him. The silence stretched on, and the man on the phone asked again. I steadied myself and answered calmly. "Yes. I accept." We exchanged a few more words, settled on a start date, and I hung up. Then I hailed a cab and went home. I pushed open the front door and went straight upstairs to pack. I was moving out. If I was going to end things, there was no point dragging it out. Packing did not take long. Looking down at the worn-out clothes and pants so faded they had turned white, it hit me just how lean these years had really been.