After Life Plot Novels & Stories

But there was no medicine for regret. "Alessia, I hope we never meet again in the next life." He stood up and looked at the grave one last time. "Find someone who will cherish you and live a peaceful life." The sun was setting. He turned and walked away. His shadow stretched long behind him. I watched his back as my form slowly scattered into the wind. Salvatore was alive, but he was suffering more than the dead. The rest of his life would be a prison without walls. That was the greatest punishment he could ever receive.

In her dreams, she attended Owen's wedding, but this time, Samantha didn't abandon him and married him without a hitch. Gabriella watched them exchange rings and listened to their vows to love each other forever. She left the venue when Owen and Samantha kissed each other while the guests showered the newlyweds with their blessings. She returned to the silent campus and dedicated herself to her studies for the next three years. After she graduated, she flew to Floram to start her new life and never returned to Ruthbelle. In the life in her dreams, the only time she interacted with Owen was when they were classmates for four years. After graduation, they walked their own paths.

Sylvia and Luna were both out for blood, determined to kill the other no matter what. Regardless, this was Luna's territory, and she had the home-ground advantage. Hence, Sylvia had no choice but to retreat with me. After taking a dizzying number of turns, we ended up hiding in a small alleyway. Sylvia had taken a bullet to the stomach, yet she was still reassuring me. "Don't be scared. I'll definitely take you home with me." I simply stared at her silently as memories of our past together played in my mind. At last, I sighed and said, "Sylvia, I've already told you that there was no going back for us. The moment you fell in love with Wilson, this was our fated ending."

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?”

I mean it. Seeing how Seraphina is, she agreed. “Fine, I promise I would never not in this life, not in another; we stick together." Sera hugged her again; they drove home. Seraphina came out. "I will walk home from here." " Bye” She waved back. Seraphina walked home alone; on the street, the children were playing, mom and dad with their daughter, a girl running with ice cream on her hands. Some were crying. Seraphina stopped walking; she stood there. In her last life, all of them had turned into zombies, not a single smile; it was all blood.

"You shall surely pay for all you have done!" Alpha Elliot laughed like a mad man as he clawed Clive down. As he fell, taking his last breath, one thought crossed his mind. "If I could have a second chance, I would do it all very differently". Then all went dark. Suddenly, it felt like he was in a whirlpool and being pushed backwards. And then he jerked up, his eyes wide open. "Is this the afterlife?" he asked myself. "So, I have really died and gone to be with the other dead wolves!" he shook my head. But something felt off. If this was the afterlife, how come the place felt and looked so familiar?

The company’s reputation had plummeted, and within months, it had been swallowed by a competitor. Tapping the screen, I went through more of his work. Something about it unsettled me. Suddenly , memories of perhaps what I knew about his personal life glared at me. I couldn’t quite place the exact story I had heard about him in the past. But it felt like I knew who he was. Author’s Note: Revenge After Rebirth: No Longer Yours, Ex! Will be updated at least 4 to 5 times a week. Please do well to add to your library so whenever a new chapter is updated, you will be notified. Happy reading!!

"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."

The bodyguard didn't care who was on the other end of the phone. He noticed that Everly got very excited, so he quickly answered, "She said she isn't dead. She asked you where you are. And, what afterlife?"

I know everyone means well, I just can’t take their grief and kind words right now. Zain stands up and walks up the steps into the house. As usual he is in all black. He returns shortly with a folder and begins to show me his drawings. “I wanted to be a cartoonist before the Army killed my hopes and dreams.” This was new information and did the trick to refocus my mind on something other than the darkness. Keeping the scene of finding Ryan away for the moment. Zains deep voice telling stories about each character sooths me for the moment.