Afterlife Diner Novels & Stories

Some were of Marcus' patrolling the city with his usual smug face and a shiny jeep that spelled out LA police and the others were him eating alone a burger in a diner. "What am I looking at exactly? A sad man wasting away by eating greasy burgers?" With a huff, Jaime had his finger on the diner's logo, McHenry's Diner. "Sir it's the same one" Suddenly his heart beat rapidly, the same same diner had appeared in his life after years of trying to bury what had happened eight years ago. "There are so many diners in LA. They probably have the same names, Jaime"

she said expressionlessly. She continued to tell me that even though demons were very powerful, it wasn't that hard to break their cultivation and spirit. "We just need to suppress her ashes. Everything will be resolved afterward," Heather said. I immediately brought them to the morgue in Ashdale a few hours later. I hadn't wanted to spend any money on a burial plot for Mabel after her death, so I'd been storing her ashes here all along. I never thought that the decision would backfire and cause so much trouble for me. I should have just gotten rid of them as soon as I could back then.

Some say maybe they went to their relative's place, but no one knows where their relative is because they have been known to be closed to residents. Only Alif was left sadly left by Kumara. With an empty soul and not much martial arts knowledge, Alif returns to Jakarta. After that, the shadow became dim. Alif wakes up in his room and is dizzy. Screams are not clear while chanting verses of the Al Qur'an can be heard chanting. Black hole. Light is back. Enter the white light. The white light disappeared. Alif realized that he was still in the restaurant where the company gala dinner was being held. And there was Kumara in front of him.

I wait until she leaves before answering my phone. I see that it is a message from my Beta. Rollings: Christian, Alpha and I are heading to Helio to check out the gym there to see if we want to buy it for our program. Christian: Roger that Beta. Oh, if either of you get hungry there is a nice little diner, just don't eat the Jalapeño Poppers. The name of the diner is Mo's House. Please let Alpha know that we are on the road again. I will let you know when we reach the pack.

Alora replied nonchalantly. “You are one hell of a mate!.” Zemia replied. “Aiden made you a bit harsh!.” “I trusted and loved and cared about him!, but what did I get? Huh! I got to see dead people I got to see creature I prayed were just my imagination!!, I saw them and I became their number one prey!. I don’t want to be around you or any thing like you!!.” Alora yelled, before storming out of the restaurant. Alora ran across the road and Zemia followed.

After about ten minutes more he cursed, snapped the phone shut and stuffed it into his pocket, wondering what the hell he was going to do next. He looked up to scan the highway again and this time saw what looked like an old, run-down diner on the other side: a vintage roadside joint, a trailer mounted on a cinderblock foundation. Above the diner, an old florescent light flickered Al’s Eats.The place blazed hospitable light; offering him a sliver of hope, but also the slightest touch of dread. Because he saw no one inside. Nor did he see any vehicles parked outside. He supposed some could be parked out back, but even so . . . despite the light streaming from its windows, the place seemed emp

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.