World Without End Follett Novel Novels & Stories

A ghost of a smile appeared on her lips but it eventually vanished. “He went out first. The team needed him immediately.” I nodded and shyly stood up from bed. Of course, he’s the Alpha. Why would he even wait for me, right? I just fixed myself before docking from the ship. My mouth dropped open when I saw the situation outside. Trees were lifeless. I don’t even think there’s life here. Buildings and houses were destroyed and burned. This has become their life? In all of my years in experience, I have never saw something like this. Even being a Warrior Witch, I have never seen something like this.

Perhaps, because I had finally let go, my spirit began to fade. In the end, under the sunlight, I dissolved into countless shimmering fragments. If there was a next life, I wanted to be like a sunflower, radiant and free from worries.

Chapter 3: Her Bloom Isn’t Red Anymore, It’s Becoming Everything The world hadn’t ended. Not in the way people expected. No fire raining from the sky. No angels blowing trumpets. No blood oceans or horsemen galloping down the freeway. Just the same morning gridlock on E••••• Avenue, the same white noise of espresso machines screaming in corner cafes, the same looped synth - pop playlist that every shop owner swore was different. Spoiler: it wasn’t.

They sat down and drank. “You will see a curious country,” said Zastvil. “Greet Sir Grodzitski in Kudák for me. Ah, that is a soldier! He lives at the end of the world, far from the eyes of the hetman, and he maintains such order that God grant its like might be in the whole Commonwealth. I know Kudák and the Cataracts well. Years ago I used to travel there, and there is gloom on the soul when one thinks of what is past and gone; but now--” Here the standard-bearer rested his milk-white head on his hand, and fell into deep thought. A moment of silence followed, broken only by the tramp of horses heard at the gate; for the rest of Kazuma's men were going to the boats at the shore.

he said sadly. ****************** Hey Wonderful Readers, Seems like this is end of the book THIS IS THE END. KIDDING :p It is not end but the beginning. Question rises where is Matilda? What happened to her? Did she make it? If yes then why she not here? Is it a sad ending? No, it is not sad ending as i said in the beginning “Every story has ending but happy one, there is nothing known as sad, if it is then it is not end”

This story is entirely fictional. All places, names, characters, and settings of the novel are entirely fictional. They are in no way tied to real world events, or ongoing situations, besieged by the current society, although similarities can occur from time to time, during reading. By reading this novel, you do not hold the author responsible.

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

she widely smiles when she saw her little sister. "Sarah, there are both black and white in this world. These two colors are parts of our life. God puts us in a world of black and white for us to see everything, for us to realize that life isn't about happiness only." Sarah walks near to her little sister. "Don't worry. Everything ends with a happy ending. If this is not happy, then its not the end yet," Samantha said before disappearing from Sarah's sight. Sarah turned her sight to the sea. Realizations hit her. "You're right, sis. It is not the end yet."

He grabbed Kelly and threw himself off the yacht, dragging her down into the ocean with him. They disappeared beneath the waves. … When the news reached me, I felt nothing. No anger, no sadness. Just an eerie sense of finality. It was, in the end, the perfect ending for Zarrick. I turned back to my assistant, unfazed. "Make sure everything is ready for our family vacation." My life was mine to live, and I intended to live it well. My parents—I would take care of them with everything I had. And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

Too many stories. Too many endings. Too many wounds. ⸻ And now… It could go no further. 💔 ⸻ Yet beyond the collapse… The Fifth Path remained. 🚪✨ ⸻ An unfinished world. ⸻ A blank horizon stretching endlessly into the unknown. ⸻ No stars. No kingdoms. No destiny. No prophecies. ⸻ Only possibility. ⸻ Waiting. ⸻ 🌙 The Empty World Everyone stared. ⸻