Romans & histoires Word Of Honor Novel Ending

The kind that doesn't ask where you've been, only shows you how far you can see. The story ends here. Not with a reunion. Not with forgiveness. Not with a man on his knees, finally saying the right words at the right time. It ends with a woman and her daughter, standing at a window that belongs to them, in a building that belongs to them, in a life they built with no one's permission and no one's help. Behind them — nothing. Ahead of them — everything. --- **THE END**

Slowly the cover began to transform, the gold fading and giving way to a deep, dark green. “Is it over?” I asked when everything finally grew still. “It’s over,” she smiled, hugging the book to her chest. “We will never have the displeasure of seeing her again.” I looked at Elowen and Ton, my heart overflowing with gratitude and admiration for their courage and resolve. “Thank you,” I murmured, still barely able to believe what we had accomplished. “My family and our entire pack will forever be in your debt.”

No one but himself. This meant he lost, though. He didn't avenge George the way he promised he would. He couldn't carry on George's story. A novel that came to its end much too quickly, never to be touched again. It was fine, though. Maybe this was how it was supposed to be. It was a sad ending, but it was the good one.

We gave it our best and when we look back, we can proudly say, ‘Hell yeah, at least I tried. ~~~ THE END! That is it! The last chapter. We have Epilogue next. But ADWTD has officially come to an end. Colton and Racheal thank you for your company and reading their love story filled with mystery, killings, suspense, kisses and tons of drama. Thank you! And lots of love! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“The Rouges were outnumbered and they knew it. The only shot they had was to attack the council head on, if they were to have any hope for a future. The plan was half-cocked and ignorant, with loose knowledge and misplaced bravery. Our fearless leader, Hanon, wanted it to end. he was younger then and stocked full of pride. The battle was over before it began. Our people split in all directions, hoping to salvage whatever was left of the rebellion. Hanon was no different. He found refuge in the small town of Mystic, hoping to lie low until the search for stragglers died down, but he was badly injured. He came here, to this very place, where he would have taken his final breaths. Then she appe

"You think just because your parents are dead, the rest of us have to treat you like a princess? I've put up with it, fine. But Brianna is not your punching bag." Everything went still. I stared at him like I was looking at a stranger. My parents died because they were heroes. They stepped in to save someone and were killed for it. I didn't even find out until sophomore year, when the man who did it was finally caught. The day I went to the cemetery, both Dexter and Brianna stood at my mother's grave and swore they'd take care of me, that they'd never let me be hurt. Now one of them was crying like I was the one who'd wronged her, and the other had his arms locked around her, looking at me l

Perfect. Finally. **THE END**

If this contract was broken, the price would be paid in blood. She felt no relief when the deal was done. Only more well concealed fear and anxiety. Amberleigh couldn’t help but think the enemy of my enemy was not a friend. It was rather another fucking enemy! And they seemed to be closing in indeed because Grayson had just laid out the fucking welcome mat. Chapter 45

Its end with Sophie'd death. To be continued.....