After Life Book Novels & Stories

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There was a snap, and she let out a gasp, eyes flying wide open. "M-my neck! It hurts!" She cried out. "In order for you to come back, you have to heal how you died. You died of a broken neck. It's healing now, and the bone snapped back in place." He explained, sounding apologetic. Cece briefly saw stars, and she dropped to her knees, letting go of Death's hands. But he kept a hand on her back. "I don't need you getting lost in this part of the afterlife." He explained

I was not a kid anymore; I had to be the rock for Dad and Calvin. Everyone kept saying how much I had grown, that I was becoming a man like Dad. However, I knew better. I was not any hero. I was the one who had destroyed Emma. I never saw Emma again after that. Dad, though, would take my brother to visit her every chance he got. They would just watch her from afar, checking if she was okay, if she smiled. Oh, and her little flower shop? It became a cozy inn. Dad said she had made friends with people from all over. She could strike up a conversation with just about anyone.

"Surviving would have meant a lifetime looking at a window while lying on a bed, hoping for the sweet release of death." "..." "I meant paralysis, David." "Yes, I got that." "Did you?" David nodded. He didn't have a body but he felt as if he nodded. "So, am I dead?" "Yes." "Where am I?" "In the life after your life." "Couldn't you just say afterlife?" "No, because you aren't fully dead. True death means to disappear into nothing. As you are now, you still have life." "This isn't much of a life." "Oh, your new life hasn't come yet."

she cried to us as she handed us the painting that was meant for us. I just smiled at her as she hugged us. I looked down at the painting I was holding. "Life in the Darkness" — The Woman Who Lived in the Dark." ** Life in Darkness has signed off.

“This is…” “The Book of Life,” he completed. “The one with Elder Thorne.” For a moment, everything around me faded as I stared at the book. This was the hope that everything we went through wasn't in vain. “How did you…” I tried to ask but I was too overwhelmed to complete my question. “I grabbed it before everything collapsed.” I stared at the book… at the burnt edges… at the ancient markings… at the weight of everything it carried. And for the first time since Liam disappeared, I felt hopeful and determined.

he said. "What comes after," she said. "The first book was about the year — the discovery, the confrontation, the rebuilding. This one is about what remains after all of that. What it means to live in the life that the fire produced. The continuing of the becoming, after the becoming has started." He sat with that. "It's about us," he said. "Again."

] [May all your plans work out perfectly. [Live long and stay healthy!] [May everything work out perfectly for you!] … They were the notes William and I had left behind, one by one, in different corners of the city. And then, internet sleuths uncovered another account. The username was 'GimmeThatResurrectionScroll'. It contained only one post—a short video with text and audio. [You made it. If we never meet again in this life, then I hope today is kind to you. Tomorrow too. And every day after—always.]

She could hear the faint tick of the clock above the nurses’ station. "Almost midnight" she thought while yawning. "Just an hour more and I can go home and sleeeep". That night was stressful as hell, for a moment, she wished no one had an emergency that required treatment for just the space of one hour. After her shift, who ever wants to die should die. Her phone buzzed. A message from Audrey. > AUDREY: You still alive, nurse girl? EVA: Barely. AUDREY: You’ll be fine. Sleep, eat, breathe. Repeat. That’s life.