A Thousand Ways To Die Novels & Stories

My girlfriend never felt safe with me. She was always testing whether I'd leave her. We were together five years. In that time, she ran three hundred tests. A month into the relationship, she called me drunk and said a man was harassing her at a bar. When I got there, I found a man holding her down, kissing her. A year and a half in, I was about to pay for my mother's surgery and found every dollar gone from my account. After I'd scrambled and borrowed and finally covered it, my girlfriend texted me, laughing: "Congratulations. You passed." It wasn't until our wedding day, when she walked in holding another man's hand, that something in me finally died.

She has to let everything out right now. "If you want to die, drink poison. Cutting yourself until you bleed is a nonsensical and pathetic move. They can easily stitch you up to save your pathetic life. A poison or overdose yourself with medicine. In that way, they will have a hard time saving you." After saying her piece, she turned away and was ready to go out. She didn't see the tears in Aila's eyes. She looked at Director Jackson and Mary, "Let's go. Let's get out of this forsaken place."

" Chelsea glared down at the box and huffed. I still don't understand, Sophie. I laughed as her lips pouted and her face screwed up. She had pretty lips, they were really thick with a perfect cupid's bow. I opened the box and pulled out a blank pink paper heart. I held it up in the air between me and Chelsea. "This is an empty love." I pointed to the box. Noona gave me a thousand to collect in my life." I put the heart back in the box and took her hand. "A new adventure, Chelsea, To collect a thousand love kisses before I die, from my soulmate." I..... What.... Sophie? I'm confused!" She said, but I could hear the anger in her voice. Chelsea can be pretty angry when she wants to.

But, those clothes and shoes looked l-like Luna Amber's…" Matthew's cell phone fell to the floor with a thud once again. This time, it was completely smashed. Matthew collapsed to the floor at the same time he dropped his phone. His much beloved Luna Amber had committed suicide in the icy lake. Not only that, she took their baby with her. Her body sank to the bottom of the lake, and no one could find them no matter how they tried. Alpha Matthew, who loved her so deeply, seemed to have a hard time accepting this reality.

“'The statues command your unions. Pair as they dictate. Fuck in their forms. Surrender fully, and freedom awaits. Refuse, and eternal torment claims you all.” Tyler felt the compulsion hit first, his body jerking toward the doggy style statue. Khelani moved with him, her eyes wide with fear but her pussy already tingling from the curse's pull. She dropped to her hands and knees on the cold stone floor, pulling up her jeans and shoving down her panties to expose her shaved pussy and round ass. Tyler's cock hardened instantly, straining against his jeans as he knelt behind her. He unzipped and freed his thick shaft, gripping it to rub the head along her wet slit. Khelani whimpered, pushing ba

The sky was red with toxic mist, and the ground pulsed like living flesh. "The second is The Whispering Void. A psychological world. It attacks your mind directly, bypassing physical defenses entirely. It shows you your fears, your failures, your worst possible futures, and it makes them feel absolutely real. You'll experience every trauma you've ever suppressed, every nightmare you've tried to forget, every anxiety amplified to unbearable levels. Deadies have been known to go completely, irreversibly insane within minutes of entering. You'll need to cross it in four hours while maintaining your sanity and sense of direction in absolute darkness."

he says before walking away to grab a glass of water. ... Alberto joins me in the garden. And as usual, he's dressed in a dark suit, his stick in hand and a very dangerous look. Sometimes, I think he's Mafia. "Good of you to join me" I tell him after we shake hands. We both seat and I cut to the chase. "Tell me everything Bethany told you" He sighs dropping his stick on the table. "She said you killed her child and that was all. She just kept raning it to the police men trying to justify herself"

They carefully pile up some fingers to send to the gambling dens until Mick growls, signaling everyone to back off. I wasn’t sure how the bastard was still alive, his heart was barely recognizable. Mick trots to him, staring down into his bleak eyes. He’s on his back now, his guts exposed. A quick swipe across his face with a claw draws blood, coating Mick’s paw. I had no idea what I thought I’d feel at this moment. But I just feel dead. Because there are so many more Stephen Millers in the world. It’ll never be enough. Mick growls so loud, it practically shakes the room. He bares his canines, wanting them to be the last thing this piece of shit sees.

Jayden shouted, "What?! How could Lily commit suicide? Wasn't she pregnant? It must be you! You drove Lily to her death! You think winning 80 million dollars gives you the right to treat people's lives like trash? Zendaya, you're heartless. Aren't you afraid Lily' will come back to haunt you?" Jayden's voice dripped with accusation. As my husband, he did not bother asking how I was doing first. Instead, without knowing any of the facts, he immediately blamed everything on me.

********* Two days later. Cara's POV I am feeling everything at once, but in the same time, nothing at all. My inside feels heavy yet light. I am cold, I am so cold. I can feel myself breathing, I feel the air push in and out of my lungs, I can feel my heart beating, pumping against my rib cage. I am alive, I know that I am alive but a part of me dies as they lower the casket into the ground. The coffin is dark stained cherry and it is perfectly polished. It has a cushioned and a silky lining. I want to touch it, will they let me touch it? I want to open it and see him one last time, would they let me do that?