A Little Life Plot Novels & Stories

“That’s because I’ve been reborn, too. You and Cassie killed me in the previous life, and this time, you’re both paying for it.” “What? So it was all you? I’m going to kill you!” Cole screamed hysterically through the prison bars, but it was useless. Not long after I left, he broke down and smashed his head against the wall, ending his own life. With his death, my nightmare from the previous life finally came to an end. From that point on, every day was a new beginning. [The End]

The laptop screen went black at once. I abruptly leaped up from my chair as my heart pounded in my chest. I would never forget the sound of the circuit breaker being pulled. It was this exact crisp sound in my past life that ruined the million-dollar salary offer I'd worked so hard for 26 years of my life. I pushed the room door open and ran into the living room. In the pitch darkness, I saw Mom standing in front of the electrical box, illuminated by the streetlamp outside the window, a smug smile plastered on her face. She was even doing some calculations with her fingers.

Jeremy bade his parents goodbye and left for the pack house. Milan had followed him with another car. All through his drive back to the pack house, his thoughts were filled with the sudden eruption of disease. He really wanted to see what the disease was all about so he went to the people who have been affected by the disease. When he went to the hospital he went to the place where the people that were affected were kept and seeing them he got scared because they were as white as snow. It was as if the blood in their body was gone and somehow one managed to open his eyes and he saw that the colour of the eyes was yellow and this struck his heart because his mind went straight to the colour o

They wanted to inspire and uplift others who might find themselves navigating the complexities of life's journey. In the soft glow of the living room, Larry and Abigail, with their daughter Sophia playing at their feet, envisioned a future where their story could be a beacon for others. Their journey, marked by love, loss, and renewal, became a testament to the transformative power of embracing life's challenges with open hearts. And as they contemplated the chapters yet to be written, they understood that the threads of their narrative were intricately linked, weaving a tapestry of shared experiences, collective strength, and the enduring beauty of hope.

Coming to this point, the man stop writing, look at her, and asked, "Now choose, what life do you wish to have?" Raizel thinked of it and asked herself, 'what are the things that lead to me and my family's death? Who caused it?'. It's not long before she find an answer, 'was it Chaster? No. My father? No. So was it me? I guess it's me. If only... If only I lived an Ordinary Life. Maybe we continue to live happy 'til today. That's right! Since it's a mistake to live a life beyond ordinary, then in my next life, I would like to live an Ordinary Life'

He still would not let me in the library though. It was my 22 birthday, and Amara (age 22), Blake (age 26. He had stopped aging 6 years ago.) , and Anthony wanted to take me out to watch a movie. They said it would be worth watching. It was a movie about a man who went to hell to save his wife. They said it was old, but good. The name of the movie was “What Dreams May Come”. It made me cry at the end of it. After the movie we all went our separate ways. Amara had to go to college classes, and Blake had a job as a bodyguard for a client. He wasn’t allowed to tell much about his job. Well he told Anthony, but not me and Amara.

My face fell. "That is not possible. Whatever we have now and will continue to have will continue to remain nothing but a business proposal. No strings attached. It's fine anyway. Whether they accept it or not, I'm not bothered. I just want to live a life with less drama and more money." I smiled and continued eating. He took that as a cue to die the matter and I felt grateful. I was nervous. I had already settled in my mind who to choose no matter what but would he ever agree? Ain't I very stupid for ever picking him in the first place? *****

Now was not the time for her to go back there, not even for a visit. I won’t be giving Fontane any kind of hope, not this early in the game, and besides, every act of this play must be carried out meticulously. I’ll let the three of them deal with their latest fiasco before dropping them in the middle of another one soon. Right about now, Becky should be doing backflips, first explaining the arrest, the money, and the long-dead husband who was back from the grave. Oh, and let's not forget the missing money.

*** GIANNA *** Back to reality. As soon as the plane landed, I felt the change. All day, I've been avoiding thinking about this, about going back to my real life, but I guess there was no escaping it now. Although I sat in the car with the Russo family, I already felt the loss. The weekend is one I'll store away in my mind for those rainy days to come because I'm sure I'll never have another like it.

Marcus lay on the cold, concrete floor, in the ocean of his blood, his breath came in ragged gasps. His once confident, domineering presence was now reduced to a pitiful, broken man struggling to fight for his life. Kelly stood over him, with the gun still trembling in her hand. The shock of what she had just done was written all over her.