A Life Beyond Limits Novels & Stories

"But I've already talked to plenty of doctors. The chemo… It's a lie. It stopped working a long time ago. Do you even know what 'terminal stage' means?" He held me tighter. His voice trembled. "Don't say things like that. Let's try treatment first." "If I had a choice, I'd rather just get one shot and end it peacefully…" "Don't talk like that!" Suddenly, I held him tightly. The camera had been tossed aside long ago. What followed were my soft sobs. Then, loud, unrestrained crying. … [In the Next Life — March 15, 2024, 11:13 AM — Let's Meet Again in the Next Life]

… Later on, my best friend told me how Clara aged at lightning speed and ultimately had to rely on expensive medical equipment to stay alive. Mirabelle, on the other hand, insisted on having Marcus' baby despite the scandal. However, because she was a woman of advanced maternal age who never went for prenatal checkups, her child was born with Down syndrome. She took her son to fight for the Pembroke family's inheritance, but they refused to acknowledge him and even sent Marcus to Rivora to lie low. With nowhere else to turn, she went online to livestream her sob story. The feud between them blew up so badly that it eventually made national news.

“Enhanced how?” Reinhardt met my gaze. “Your DNA was altered. You were designed to survive.” The air left my lungs. “Designed?” “You’ve recovered from injuries that should have killed you. You’ve adapted under pressure in ways no normal human should.” His voice was almost reverent. “You are a breakthrough.” I shook my head, my pulse pounding. “No. No, I’m just—I’m just a person.” Reinhardt leaned forward. “Not anymore.” I struggled against the straps, panic rising like a tidal wave. “You’re lying.”

"We're both dead now. Let's stop pretending, shall we?" His voice was hoarse. "Sandra, I love you…" He did. He truly did. But the pain he inflicted on me was just as real. Seven years of love and devotion had amounted to nothing. In the end, I was torn to pieces, left unrecognizable. We were never meant to be. I was tired—too exhausted to love anymore. Shaking my head, I sighed. "Gavin, let's never meet again in the next life." With that, I turned and drifted toward the afterlife, believing that happiness awaited me in the next world.

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “We don’t have all the details yet, but it appears to be post-surgical complications,” Carter said. I nodded slowly, processing. That explained it. “Tell the boys to look into it. Every detail,” I said. Carter bowed slightly before turning to leave. “Also, I don’t want to be disturbed. No one gets in unless it’s urgent.” He nodded and exited, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I leaned back in my chair, the office now too quiet. I just wished... I could see her.

They were before me. "After them are the Timeless Wolves. They are the Seniors of our kind. They have been living on this ground for millions of years. They are wolves, more powerful than us. They give us powers and they have the capability to take our powers back too. They can never die. They are immortals, they are like souls wandering everywhere". I nodded, trying to absorb all the information she was sharing with me. It was all so fantastical, yet it felt strangely familiar.

Reel had earned Immortality for sav¬ing Erica’s life, then declined it to spend the rest of his with her. “And if someone’s Immortal, they cannot be hooked, killed, or destroyed. Which is how Ceto survived her own seaquake. She and I had a little chat after she slith-ered out of that trench she buried herself and half the continental shelf in. I believe I’ve put the child issue to rest with Ceto. She’s on indefinite community service at Artemis’s orphanage.”

’, Cyan spoke with such a straightforward sadness it was if she had given up on gaining freedom. Annalise felt weighed down by the despair in her head. ‘We’re not done yet Cyan. There is still a chance for us.’, she tried to remain positive enough for both. Carefully she picked up her pace, still wary of all the cracks and crevices that were hidden or suddenly opening before her. She came across a narrower ravine that looked as though there had been a recent rockslide. Quickly, she scrambled up the pile of rubble blocking her path.

The limits he was willing to cross to prove his love sent shivers down Uri's spine. "C'mon, We have to get him back to the summer palace," Daylen spoke. He thought nothing of his actions. To him what he had done was a necessity that was needed to achieve the ultimate goal which was to save the world. He saw nothing wrong in interfering with the shadow weaver's fate to prove to Syvan that he did love him. Or care that he was giving life to a man who wasn't supposed to live past that day. "Have you lost your mind? Why would you give a dying man the breath of life? Why would you break the rules of life and death?" Uri inquired one after the other without break. "You are a god but even you have

Gatlin asked isn’t it because of love they are in this stage. “I loved the wrong person, Gat it’s mom’s fault to love and believe wrong person, love is not bad thing” Lucy didn’t want his son to live his life in hate she knows Gatlin need someone to love her son is so good that he deserved to be loved a Limitless Love.