After I Died Mga Nobela at Kwento

My Alpha mate didn’t know that I was dying. He was busy taking care of his childhood sweetheart who had just returned to the pack. I didn’t complain and continued to play the role of Derek's good mate. But after I passed away, he went crazy after reading the journal I left behind. …… Standing at the hospital entrance with that thin diagnosis paper in my hand, I wanted to call Derek. I opened and closed his contact page several times. Then his call came through first. His voice was characteristically deep and cool, but softened when he said my name:

“I have waited years for this moment.” “Fuck,” i cussed, running a hand through mt hair. “And they say the afterlife is the people's dream.” “The gods lied.” “They always do,” I added. I turned away placing a hand on my waist. “Where am I?” “You,” she said, “are in the land between the living and the dead.” “So I died,” I shrugged. “Just like you predicted. When will the good stuff happen?”

On the day of my pyre, my body had been reassembled. The mortician was skilled. I looked… almost whole. For a moment, I studied the still figure laid out before the sacred flames. I had to admit— Death became me. I looked better than I had in years. No fear. No pain. No exhaustion carved into my bones. Just stillness. Peace. My parents came to see me off. Caden could not. Pack justice for killing Seraphina had been swift—and merciless.

I was Sofia De Luca, the only biological daughter of Marco De Luca, the most powerful Don. Then my parents adopted Celeste De Luca as my younger sister, and everything changed. My birthday party could be cancelled because she threw a fit. My place at the elite academy went to her. Even the ruby brooch my grandmother left me was taken away because she said she liked it. On nothing but Celeste's word, my parents branded me a traitor to the De Luca family and personally handed me over to a rival family as a hostage. I endured every kind of torment there. They toured the world with their adopted daughter and lived in luxury. They forgot me completely. It was only when Celeste finally caused a di

Vito and I had been giving each other the silent treatment for three days, and he never once reached out. With the Family’s enemies hunting me, I hid under a bridge and called him. “Vito, the Colombos are after me. Can you come save me?” Vito said coldly, “Antonia, are you playing the victim again? “I’m in the middle of a Family meeting. Don’t bother me!” The footsteps outside the bridge came closer. I said quietly, “I’m not lying.” He scoffed. “Fine. Wait for me, then.” I curled up under the bridge. The Colombos’ men shot me in the chest. Right up until my breathing stopped, Vito never came...

“I’m serious.” She took a breath. “I’m telling you this because I already lived through it. In eleven days, the sky turns black. Everything falls apart. I survived for three years after everything fell apart. I watched people kill each other for a cup of clean water. I watched my family abandon me to save themselves.” She swallowed. “And then I died.” Ian didn't say anything. “I woke up two days ago in our bedroom.” She walked around his desk. “And you died too.”

The day I found out I was pregnant, I accidentally called myself three years in the future. Clutching my pregnancy test report, I asked excitedly, "Was Adrian happy when he found out he was going to be a dad? Is my baby a boy or a girl?" The woman on the other end of the phone answered in a hoarse voice, "The baby was never born. After Jane found out you were pregnant, she gave you abortion pills. Adam even signed the papers to have your uterus removed. And Adrian ignored you completely just to comfort that illegitimate daughter." My mind went blank, and my whole body started shaking. "That's impossible..." I couldn't believe that my beloved older brother, my best friend of 20 years, and the

Nikki I didn’t want him dead. Even though he deserved it but still. None deserves to die. I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that he was dead, I didn’t want to believe it. It’s been a few days since Aiden died and were sitting in the backyard, on the lawn. Xander had his eyes closed, I think he was asleep, and I had my head on his lap. I was looking up at the cloudy sky. Praying to god that he had at least in his final moments asked for forgiveness and that he was in heaven.

You’re going to die lonely now. I groan. What am I going to do? Life gave me a chance and I almost ruined it. What is she going to think of me? I shoot myself up. Maybe she doesn’t care. Yeah, what if she thinks I was just being a weirdo, a creep? That would be way better. Maybe she already forgot about it and moved on. That sounds like her. “Tell me the truth,” Wendy asks, looking at me dead in the eyes. “What really happened?”

Crestfallen again, Everly cussed, "Why isn't that cheating bitch Marina the one dying?" "Well, that's fate. I suppose my baby misses me too much. Don't be too sad about it. I've completed the marathon of life, but you take your time."