After I Died Novels & Stories

My breath came out in ragged, shallow gasps. The last thing I remember hearing was Kaden screaming for me to wake up before everything became completely dark. I am dead. I know that I am dead because the pain has now faded away to an icy numbness. I couldn't feel anything, I couldn't hear anything and I couldn't see anything. It was peaceful here. ‘Where am I?’ ‘Was this the afterlife?’ ‘Was I in heaven?’ I shot several rounds of questions at myself but got no answers to one.

It felt just like—death. Meanwhile, my family waited anxiously. Seeing the doctor return, they quickly donned their helmets without hesitation. Somewhere beyond my dying breaths, the machine's cold melody wrenched the last light of my mind back into memories.

She took out a dagger. Blood was seen everywhere. Before Lori fell, she reached out to touch my tombstone. "Don't be afraid, Chad. I'm coming to see you." When Lori died, I saw a white flash of light. I found myself in the nether world. The nether world guards brought me to face the ruler of the nether world. As I had lived a good life, he arranged for me to be reincarnated into a good family as compensation. I asked curiously, "What about Lori? What would become of her in her next life?"

filled his ears. Killian's hand fell limp. In this war, the leaders of both sides were killed. Not long after, the new Alpha signed a peace treaty with the neighboring packs. A proposal was made that the Alpha who fell in the line of duty should be buried with his Luna. But on the day before the burial, my body vanished without a trace. Liam, holding the urn of my ashes, cast one last look back in the direction of the pack. Then he turned and ran toward the distant mountains. There, in the vast, free forests, was the home my soul had always craved.

Ten years ago, I died in a shootout. My men recovered my body. I left behind only one daughter. My husband, Colton Rinaldi, found our daughter selling cigars at the docks. Under the blazing sun, she was drenched in sweat. The wooden crates had rubbed her shoulders raw and bloody. Colton's face fell. He pulled her aside. Then he demanded, beside himself with rage, "Why are you doing hard labor here? Where is your mother? How could she dump you in a place like this? "She's so damn selfish!" Mia Rinaldi had never seen him before. She stared at him, bewildered. "Who are you? Do you want a cigar? They're cheap." Colton lifted the crate off her shoulders. The veins on the backs of his hands bulged

Because of my fragile health, my best friend, Eva, kept me on a tight leash growing up. She always told me, "Leah, you can't take risks." So for every date David and I planned, she had to test it out for me first. When the new roller coaster opened at the amusement park and she said it was too intense for my heart, David took her instead. After I booked a bed-and-breakfast by the ocean, Eva said the night breeze was too strong for me. So David spent the night there with her. I made reservations at a romantic couple's restaurant, only for her to say the menu might trigger an allergic reaction. That was why David took her to try it first. Every time they came back, Eva would look me in t

"Oh my God. You're alive?" "What do you mean I'm alive?" My own voice had gone thin, something cold sliding down my spine. "Am I, do you think I'm dead? Have I been declared dead?" "No." A pause, heavy, disbelieving. "You, you were declared dead a few weeks back. Everything in your database was wiped. Accounts closed. Assets transferred." "Wait." My heart had started slamming against my ribs. "I was declared dead." "Yes. You were declared dead. I saw you being buried, Felix. I was at the funeral myself."

I really only have you. But he would never find that watch again. Six years were over. I refused him one last time. "Grant, it's impossible. There will be no future for us." He went speechless. His mouth opened, but no words came out. I checked the time. My flight was close. "Our story ends here. Don't contact me again. "Also, I've sold the apartment." Then I pulled my suitcase away and left without looking back. Later, I found a good job overseas and lived a relaxed, peaceful life.

I was born lazy. At least, that was what my mother told me over and over again. Because my mother believed in modern discipline, she made my twin sister, Sophie, and me wear self-discipline bracelets from the moment we were born. Whenever we slacked off, the bracelet would flash red, and Mom would press a button on the remote, making it blast a piercing alarm as punishment. Sophie’s bracelet was always green. Even when she spent the entire day lying in her room playing games, she would simply smile and tell Mom she had been studying whenever Mom asked. The bracelet would remain quietly glowing green. But me? All I had to do was sit on the couch and rest for a few minutes. The bracelet would

I stood beside Luca as he went from a poor boy to the most powerful man in Chicago. I saved him, and an explosion crushed my spine. I would never dance again. Later, I was diagnosed with late-stage cancer. In that time, a woman appeared at his side. Beautiful, clever, from a powerful family. She could stand beside him, sit in on his deals, solve his problems. And I could only sit in a wheelchair. Everyone said I was holding Luca back. I thought so too. So I left him, meaning to go and die alone