After Death, Love Unveiled Novels & Stories

The last trace of light fell across his face, just like it had years ago, when I first fell in love with him. His tears soaked my pajamas. It was as if he were trying to pour out every ounce of love he had suppressed for so long. However, that love had been twisted by hatred and buried under his own obsession. He only dared to admit it after I was gone. How absurd. We loved each other, yet we tortured each other, until death finally parted us. Here he was, holding what was left of me and weeping in pain, while I could not even offer him an embrace.

"Darling, if you don't believe me, I can take you to see her right now." Michael went limp against me, his eyes hollow and unfocused. I helped him into a wheelchair, and we made our way there without exchanging another word. The moment we reached the morgue, a cold, clammy chill rushed toward us. Michael shuddered instinctively. When the staff pulled open the refrigerated drawer and lifted the white sheet, Michael's gaze locked onto the face beneath it. He sucked in a sharp breath and recoiled so violently that the wheelchair nearly tipped over.

Theme:- Welcome to the Afterlife part 1 As it was inscribed in the holy book, it was given for a man to die once, and after that death, it is judgement. But for me, Rey Reed, it is different. If my guess is right, this will be the third time I have visited the land of the dead. The first time was when I escaped from the tar pit. I can't remember how long I lost consciousness, but when I woke up. I only opened my eyes in hell.

“She’s also a famous novel writer and an environmental journalist before she died. But Emmerson didn’t show any interest to her because he’s rich and famous, and even the heirs of Rafique Oil Company.“ Full of bitterness as she stopped telling the story to Dennise. “To cut it short, she fell in love with Emmerson Rafique? That’s why she broke up with Gabby? Darn it!“ Dennise felt bad about Jade. “Yes, she broke up with kuya Gab, as soon as she confirmed to herself that she felt love for Emmerson so that she can freely run after him. “ “It’s unrequited love friendship, but he didn’t give up his love for her. After she left him, she started running and waiting for Emmerson.“ He’s running out

Immediately Hazel sat down as she kept looking at the photo, her tears were rolling because she knew her father was long gone, and seeing someone look exactly like him brings back his memories of suffering. “Who are you? why are you showing me this?” She asked for the unknown sender to reply. “I am anonymous and I’m showing you this because you know who is he” the sender responded. “My father is dead” she typed. “No, he isn’t. I will thank Katherine for telling me that your father was actually not dead, he suggested they fake his death to let you live your life in peace” the sender responded for Hazel to frown.

It was fast, really fast. But I was already close enough to kill her, my gauntlets ready to dig into her chest for her corroded, black heart. It was too late to dodge, too late to turn back. Our eyes met for a brief moment and I knew we were gunning for the same thing, the killing blow. In that moment, I couldn't help wondering what my grave stone would have carved into it. _"In loving memory of Eiran Richards, who died fighting for the man he loved."_

He did as instructed and walked down to the gathering. The fire kept the cold away, and the people found warmth around her. When I sat and listened, I was able to pick up key points of her tale. A love that should never have been. The way the people listened felt unreal. I’d never seen people pay so much attention to someone who isn’t noble. Her tale ended in a tragic manner. The man was killed, and the woman killed herself to unite with him in the afterlife. Unknown to the woman, the man wasn’t entirely dead…and all that could make people emotional.

"Mr. Lutherson, are you going after a dead man now? Trying to throw his ashes into the dump?" Christopher shuddered and stumbled a step toward me, reaching out as though he could still touch me. Disgusted, I took a step back and flung his attempt away. "Don't touch me. You're vile." The humiliation hit him full on, and he froze. His eyes turned red, and tears began to gather. "Nat, I had no idea. I…" "Of course you didn't." I picked up the wastewater bucket and turned to the staircase. "You were setting off fireworks for your first love and celebrating a win. Remember this, Christopher. You were the one who killed him." I walked away without looking back.

[Detected: Affection levels of the Hayes brothers and the male lead have reached 95%! The marriage mission with the male lead, Julian Hart, has been completed! Congratulations, host!] [Once the body dies, you may return to the real world. The reward will be a hundred million dollars and a full recovery from bone cancer!] I suppressed the surge of wild joy rising in my chest. I could finally go home! My eldest and third brothers stayed behind with Elena, while my second brother was sent to escort me back.