After Life Novels & Stories

Oh, God, why is this happening to me? I took a deep breathe and glanced at him. “I want you to wait for me and I'll find you in the afterlife.”

She was hoping that there is something she could use to know what their future will be. | Afterlife is different from reincarnation. In after-life, existence takes place in a spiritual realm. In other popular views, the individual may be reborn into this world and begin the life cycle over again, likely with no memory of what they have done in the past. | "That's it? What about the peculiar reincarnation?" She asked the book as if it would reply.

Why? "My clues? What the-" "You will know once you have enough authority, level up first" Afterlife is a scam! What peaceful life? They are just forcing her to take up missions, risk safety, battle monsters, and everytime she plans to run away from everything, a hot walking statue would forcefully bring her back, give her armor and things she would need for her mission. This is slavery! All I ever wanted was to know why I died?! Amidst her suffering, A scary and handsome war God dressed himself as a fox like cat and deliberately taunts her and seduces her.

Not everyone lives a good life in the afterlife. The afterlife is like a second life almost. It’s incredibly strange, and I can’t seem to wrap my mind around it fully. Zane understands it so much better than me, but he is also the son of Death, so that’s cheating in my book. The kids seem to grasp the concept pretty well, but not me. I never understood magic, and as much as I’ve tried over the years, it doesn't click in my brain. It’s a foreign concept that I can’t fully comprehend. I’m actually okay with not understanding it all. Besides, I don’t need to understand it. My role is to support, and I play my role very well.

Their sinister look was nothing compared to the pumping action guns in their hands even as they revved their bikes. Serena saw her life flash before her eyes. She was going to die. A little rebellion and she was going to die. On an island in the middle of nowhere

She glanced at the surrounding that was alot different from what she was used to ,it felt as though she was dead and in a whole new after life , "Was she truly dead ? Or perhaps this was the paradoxical truth of the afterlife. " Khloe pondered.

As I close my eyes, I perceive peace, that I didn't felt before. I opened my eyes, I found myself laying on the clouds. “Am I dead?” I whispered, as I stand up I saw Ava, the mother and the creator of the werewolves, she was so stunning to see, she was covered with clouds around her body, and her crown are designed by the moon, which she represents. “Agatha, welcome to the afterlife.” she greeted me. “Ava, I don't want to die. I don't want to be ended in this afterlife, please help me.” I uttered, but she was staring at me waiting for me to continue what I said.

“Everyone does it, you know. Just about everyone chooses to go back. The prospect of a lonely afterlife is too much for anyone to handle.” “This is all I’ll have? Forever? This beach. All alone?” Aldric shrugs. “Maybe…I always thought this is just a short stop on your way to the true afterlife.” “But you don’t know for sure?” “No one does.” “I hate the ocean,” I mutter. "Why is the afterlife a beach?" “Everyone's is different. You chose this place. Maybe you have good memories of this place when you were still human.” “I doubt it. I’ve only ever seen this place in pictures.”

But now that I heard her voice, a prickling sensation ran through me. What was going on? ‘You’re in between,’ she told me. ‘In between what?’ I asked. ‘In between death and the afterlife. This is death, Eden. This space. This is the space between life and the afterlife.’ ‘What is that?’ I asked, pointing to the white abyss. ‘That’s the afterlife,’ she said. ‘And any moment now, you’ll be pulled into the abyss. That’s where your afterlife awaits you.’ I looked to the white abyss. ‘But that’s where the others went,’ I said, confused.

The face was all scratched up, and anything on her body that could prove her identity was taken away, so we suspect it's an intentional murder. Hearing that the body was salvaged from Salakole, Winston paused for a moment, then he put on his sterile gloves with a poker face. I floated in mid-air, staring at the man in front of me. Three years... It had been three years since I died. After I died, my soul was trapped in Salakole, suffering in the fierce wind and freezing weather all day. Until someone found me, they brought me back. But I didn't expect that Winston was the person who would personally dissect me.