After Life Novelas e Histórias

he took my head on his shoulder and I leaned closer to my twin. “There are things that take long before it goes away, you know that,” “And for each one that went away has at least something for you. those scars will forever remind you of the battles you’ve won,” he said slowly but his eyes never left the ocean. “You have the time of yours. Take it slow Asmara.” Afterlives are something that some people hold in their hearts a glimpse of hope that they keep with them. They believe that in another life their loved ones will find their way back and happily ever after will follow. I hope those were true. Perhaps it was love that made people believe in such.

We had been together just for ten years, but I knew we would have more, in this lifetime and the next, even in the afterlife. And no matter where the afterlife will take us, I am now ready to face it head-on, as long as Adan Stone Robinson is holding my hand. THE END. Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Demon / October 2022 - February 2023 Lovelies,

As the daughter of an Alpha, I cling to the mortal realm for three more years, before perishing painfully. My time flash forwards to the afterlife, where I wander wistfully, never satisfied or finding peace. Everything about the image is so heartbreaking, I cannot stop the tears from welling. Before I can accommodate to the idea of an afterlife, afraid and alone, I am transported to the pivotal moment that determined the trajectory of my life.

The very last thing I heard before the world went completely black was his flat, uncaring voice echoing above me: “Dispose of her body. She is useless.” * My eyes snapped open, and I violently jumped up, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. I gasped for air, clutching my chest as I looked around the unfamiliar room. The walls were made of dark stone, but there was a soft bed beneath me. Was I in the afterlife? A sudden panic rushed through my veins. I scrambled off the mattress, my bare feet hitting the cold floorboards. “Where is this place?” I whispered to the empty air, tears pricking my eyes. “Am I dead? Can I finally see my mom again?”

Adrian looked at RK curiously. "Adrian, let me tell you, when people reach a certain age, they have to go to another world. People in this world can't see people from that other world. In the future, Darling and I will also go to another world to reunite with your great-grandmother. Adrian, you will have to live in this world alone. After many, many years, you will go to that world. We all will have to go to that stage, and the stage of life and death cannot be avoided. Do you understand?" RK squatted down and looked at Adrian seriously. "Thus, you have to study hard. When you grow up, you can take care of Alia. Darling and I will go to another world to take care of your great-grandmother. S

And truly, I'd just used both eyes to see that. And then I noticed the rest of me. I was naked under the linen now bunched around my hips. "Okay, okay, this has to be a dream," I muttered. "Or I’m losing my damn mind. I remember dying. You shot me. Devon shot me. I died." I grabbed her hand, terrified. "Are you dead? Is this... is this the afterlife?" I looked around. It was nothing like the pit I’d been trapped in. There was light pouring from a crystalline ceiling, earthy ground beneath me, and stone-like walls that looked hand-carved. It felt ancient. Sacred. But not hell.

~Serena~ Crimson liquid swirled towards the drain, a contrast to the pearl white shower floor at Spade’s apartment. I don’t know how I got here, but I know where I’ve been. Alister is dead, for real now, and he can’t come back from the dead anymore, but the bastard didn’t leave without ripping my heart into pieces. My daughter is alive. Was it really just a plot? Alister would spit out any lies just to save his skin.

I would have laughed if I had lungs. “Feels more like I jumped off the train with a bomb and hoped for the best,” I said. “Is it… gone?” “The old structure?” The composite head tilted. “Collapsing. It takes time for anything that big to finish dying, even outside of time. But you put the kill command in the right place.” Somewhere far away—too far to hear, but close enough to *feel*—a massive system screamed and then went quiet. “And this?” I asked, glancing around at the endless white. “Is this… what, the after‑after‑life? The waiting room for idiots who stab gods with pens?”

Just as I was sobbing uncontrollably, those magical little texts appeared again. [Oh, it's really heartbreaking to see. Hurry up and finish the story; your mother is waiting for you in the new world.] [She used up all her points to get this opportunity. Once your life ends here, you can immediately go to her side.] I forcefully wiped away my tears, sobbing softly, "Really? If I die... I can see my mother?" [Absolutely! Your mother knew you were suffering and couldn't come back, and she was frantic. She used up all her points to exchange for a reward from the system. Once your life ends here, you can immediately be teleported to her side to enjoy happiness!]

"Your consciousness has been transferred to the core server. You are pure data now. No decay. No pain. No end." "We're ghosts in the machine," Alex says, looking at his luminous hands. "You are residents," Echo corrects. "This is the Afterlife I built for you. A paradise of your own design. You can live here forever. You can create worlds. You can relive memories. You can be young. You can be together." It sounds perfect. Eternal youth. Eternal pleasure. Eternal us. "However," Echo says. The titan leans down. "There is a choice."