100 Reasons To Stay Alive Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You promised me, Kael. You promised you wouldn't leave." He looked away. His jaw was tight. His fists were clenched. "I can't just sit here while they hurt the people I love." "Then don't sit. But don't run off half-cocked either." I stood up. My legs were unsteady, but I didn't let myself fall. "Protect us by staying alive. That's how you win. Not by dying in a blaze of glory. By living. By being here tomorrow and the day after and the day after that."

“Why would you do that stephany? You know the situation we're in right now,why would you drink now we have to do another checkup because what you did last night might even reduce the time you have left to live. how could you be so careless? I'm doing everything I can to keep you alive but you're throwing all that away” “Well I just wanted to live.I wanted to experience all the things because I'm going to die anyway. What's the purpose of staying at home? I'm trying to protect the heart that isn't even worth it. I'm going to die anyway Haley and you're not going to stop that, so please just let me be. I want to live just like everyone else”

I sound like an animal and I don’t like it at all. “ I can’t. Just like how you don’t want to die…I don’t want to die either. ” I whisper, my eyes shifting toward his lips as I lick my own. This is fucking humiliating for me. “ I have a reason to live. You don’t. ” He replies, coldness radiating from his silver gray orbs. Really? “ The manipulation won’t work on me, Cain. We don’t always need a reason to live. We live because we must live. That’s something even a child knows. ” I inhale deeply and speak out, surprised at my own words.

she mumbled. “Do people die a lot from doing it?” I ask. “Yeah, due to a panic attack or cardiac arrest, our hospital decided to stop it since people seem to always become scared after they are the one who wants to do it themselves”, she explains, and I chuckle. “Everyone has their own reason” I said. “My reason is going to keep me alive” I added, and she arched her brow. “What is that reason that made you so determined and makes you believe you will survive?” I ask.

My eyelids were too heavy, my limbs numb. Was I dying? No. I couldn’t. I wasn’t afraid of death before. But now… now I had a reason to live. My babies. I wasn’t just fighting for myself anymore. I was fighting for them. A weak sob escaped my lips as the fear crashed over me. Not yet. Please, not yet. I felt hands pressing against me, voices shouting orders. The world started fading again, but I clung to the one thought keeping me alive— “Stay with us!” a voice called, firm and desperate.

"I have chosen to defend myself. I would never admit to a crime I didn't commit but that doesn't mean I'm not ready to die." "And why is that?" I didn't see a hint of mockery or spite in his eyes, if anything he looked curious. "I have lost my reasons to live." He looked at me with a cocked eyebrow and before he could ask, I explained further. "I had three reasons to live up until now…" "The first is the only family I had who must have worried herself to death by now. The second is a mate standing before me with hatred in his eyes." And the third was the child that used to grow in my belly.

《SECOND CHANCE PROTOCOL ACTIVATED》 Survive the Trial. Find the True Lifeline. Failure = permanent erasure. My heart thudded so hard it hurt. “Who… who are you?” The voice continued calmly. 《RULES TO JOIN THE SURVIVAL GAMES》 Rule1: The road ahead is endless. Do not leave the truck no matter what. Rule 2: If you see yourself again do not look twice. Rule 3: If the lights go out, pray they come back. If they don’t come after 3 seconds… close your eyes and count to 10.

One purpose. Creating. Transforming. Surviving. Forever.

He tilted my chin with one clawed finger. “You’re fire,” he said. “But fire burns out when it’s alone.” I didn’t blink. Didn’t flinch. He pulled back. “You’ll break. Just like the others.” He turned to leave. “Wait,” I said. He stopped. “Why keep me alive?” He glanced over his shoulder. “Because he wants to **see** you.” Hours passed. Or maybe it was days. No food. Just dripping water. I stayed awake. Counting breaths.

Being alive is the best. No matter how painful, how hopeless life may feel—if there’s a chance to stay alive, then stay alive. Raina said, “Right.” The words lingered, hard to fully grasp in the moment. After a pause, she added quietly, “There was a time when things were really bad for me too. I didn’t think I could go on. I wanted to die every day… But, like you said—if you can live, then live.” ***