1000 Funny Ways To Die Novels & Stories

I exclaimed suddenly when I read that I would be skin alive! What type of assassination technique is that? Why is there such a choice in the mode of execution? I thought that the only ways I could die were by falling from a tall building, hanging myself, poisoning myself, or stabbing myself in the heart! Why did my manner of murder come out this way? Skinning alive?

"What do you mean when you say one death will be less awful than the other?" Alexander sighed heavily. "First death will be one where I die without chasing the love I have for you, thus Starving my Soulpearl of his half and the experience that comes with it and like the fishes I die with an empty belly, starved, with no meaning to the life spent, and while the other death is one where I die knowing that I gave my chase its best, ate of my treats until my Soulpearl content and die with a smile and the memories of the life spent with you, just like the fishes who are swept away by the fishermerman's nets and died but with filled stomach and happy memories, in the end, there will be death but o

Paulit-ulit lahat ng naririnig ko, mga nakikita ko, at mga salitang lumalabas sa bibig ng mga pinapatay ko. All of them are boring. The throne is boring. It's no fun when I'm doing the same thing. Ahh... this life is so boring. I just want to die. What would be the feeling of dying? Does it taste sweet like grape juice? Is it painful that I'll scream harder? I badly want to die. So I tried killing myself, one, two, three, until I killed myself for 100th times... but I didn't die. I had grown tired of this life.

"You know, when I get sick of you, I may just pull that stunt. Kill me and frame you for it. So we're both dammed." "Is that your way of telling me you're suicidal?" He narrowed his look. "Only for you." I repeated his earlier words. Chuckling, he got off the chair and went back inside. "What are you doing?" I thrust my head curiously. "When you die, it'll be one of three things: Me choking you. I toss you off a cliff. Or you kill yourself because you'd hate yourself when you realise you don't hate me." He pulled a house phone, which I must have missed. I scoffed, then tailed him.

called out a solitary voice from somewhere at the back. I ignored the heckler. “I’ve been attacked by fish in the clouds over Dalada. I’ve seen sea monsters glittering in the dark near the bottom of the ocean. And I’ve watched war golems rip men apart until all that was left was a smear. I’ve seen weretics tear off human heads and eat them like grapes. I’ve smelled the burning skin of the Jester’s victims as they were cooked alive.” I was taking some poetic licence but the effect on the crowd was more than worth a little stretching of the truth. They nervously looked around, muttering doubts to each other. “Those are the deaths you can look forward to. If you charge into the Palace of Laught

Phillip replied. “Well if you’re going to keep with that attitude your life will be ended very soon for sure” Eletrish replied “What do you mean? You just said they were arguing.” Phillip replied “Oh yeah I should of given the contents of the argument, They are arguing which death penalty method to use on you see the chair and lethal injection are both on the table but an exceptionally cruel and barbaric idea has been put on the table of putting you in a room full of angry bees and letting the sting you to death which is currently gaining favor amoung them. Now I’m offering you a deal not only to save your life but also save the health of those who rallied behind you.” Sir Eletrish replied

When she saw I didn’t react, she turned to Anthony, looking pitiful and helpless, "Anthony, please, make this stop!" Anthony’s soul seemed to return at Ivy’s plea. Without thinking, he roared at me, "Andrew pretended to be dead to avoid responsibility! Grace, where did you hide him? I’ll tear his skin off myself!" "Lucas’s heroic deed is battling the lone wolf to protect all his packmates. Why does he insist on ‘dying’ at Lucas’s award ceremony? How malicious is his intent?" I ignored Anthony’s accusations and focused on the shared memories from the crystal ball.

"Also, why would I risk my whole life to snitch on you? That's a one way ticket to heaven...or hell." "It's a one way ticket to the bottom of a lake." He responded and my mouth dropped while my eyes widened. "That sounds like way too much effort. I heard the best way to get rid of a body is to drop them into molten metal. No fuss and no mess." I said grinning at him and he looked at me weirdly before seemingly thinking about it. Finally he nodded his head. 'That's actually brilliant. Nobody would find you ever. No body, no evidence." He muttered thoughtfully and I narrowed my eyes at him.

She looks sad. "What a dumb way to die." He said in his mind. “When I died, I found myself sitting on a chair. There was a desk in front of me and a guy in a suit sitting before me. He told me that I died in a strange way.” "Bizzare way precisely." He said in his mind.

Johnson ➡ Come on talk to me, what happened? . Zombie ➡ One of my niggers died last night, he was tortured and stuffed with Nightshade. I told him not to stick his nose but he refused to listen, now he's dead like a rat. . What was happening? People are dying and so far it shows they're being tortured before stuffing them with Nightshade, maybe he was spying on them to give the Big prize, this is bad news as far as I know three people have died because of this. I consoled Zombie and went into my room.