Afterlife Experience Stories Novels & Stories

I never thought that that post would introduce two strangers into my life, an angel and a demon, and would push me so far off course. The ladder must be an angel. We met when he messaged my Reddit account that he also lives in the city and specializes in collecting strange experiences, wanting to hear me tell his story in person. Of course I politely declined. Even though I don't consider the dangers of meeting a stranger, I'm also a person who doesn't like to be met. But Thang is a nice person, he still chats with me online, telling me many stories in his collection. Those stories let me know that I'm not the only person who has to endure monstrous things in life, and certainly not the one

However, they had never encountered such a situation before. This completely subverted all the medical knowledge, common sense, and medical experience that they had gained through so many years of studies. It was like an atheist who had steadfastly believed all his life that there were no ghosts in this world, but suddenly, at some point in time, he found that the ghosts of his dead relatives had appeared in front of him. They even talked to him, and this strong sense of reality and unreality crossed each other, turning his worldview into a magical reality.

“It’s not really different from being alive. We still eat, sleep, and all the fun stuff. However, pain isn’t really a thing. You don’t have to worry about breaking bones. Chris braved the unknown and needlessly jumped off a three-story cabin just to test it out.” I was not even surprised that he did that. It was a good fucking thing that he could not die again or else he would be fucked. We spent the next few hours reconnecting with each other. This was not exactly what I had anticipated the afterlife would be like, but I was really fucking thankful for this. This right here was everything. Our loved ones. Our purpose. Our story. Our fucking everything.

Taking another step, Justina leaned in, whispering, "I have read of this somewhere, perhaps Egypt or Cameroon,when people suddenly change. You don't longer dye your hair or wear heavy makeup and clothes. I know what happened to you." Elsie froze, feeling her heart beating rapidly. Could Justina know about her rebirth? Was that even possible? It could be since Jasmine had known too. But was it really happening? Elsie's eyes widened with realization. "You noticed?" With a serious expression, she inquired, "You had a near-death experience, didn't you?" Elsie sighed in relief. 'Near-death experience?. I did die!' Elsie thought. But she could not tell Justina this, so she smiled, pretending to re

Something warm stuck my hair to the sides of my head and my ribs hurt when I exhaled. “We got beaten badly,” Vera mused. “I know,” It was so surprising, “Just like four months ago. Who knew the afterlife would be so similar to the real world,” “Amber,” Vera’s voice was hesitant as I walked to the nurse’s table and began to look through her documents.She other several things on the table. Papers and even chocolate. “We’re not in the afterlife,” My fingers that had been leafing through the cool documents paused. “I don’t understand; what do you mean? We died,”

Ashley's POV: I shift, only to feel something velvety soft beneath my back. I don't know if this is the heavenly feeling people talk about… that they are supposed to get after death, if they keep their conduct good during their time on earth. I try to open my eyes, and immediately feel a sharp white light stabbing my eyes. ‘That's it! I am definitely dead, and finally, my time has come to roam in the heavenly lanes.’ Rubbing my eyes, I try to open them once again; after all, I ain't going to miss the chance of roaming in the lanes of heaven at any cost!

I feel a tugging sensation deep within my core, as if my very soul is being pulled in a thousand directions at once. Suddenly, pain explodes behind my eyes. I cry out, dropping to my knees as visions assault my mind. I see myself in a hundred different lives, a thousand different worlds. A Fae princess, leading her people to a new home. A werewolf alpha, uniting warring packs. A cosmic guardian, standing watch over the barriers between realms. Each life, each memory, crashes over me like a tidal wave. I'm drowning in an ocean of experiences, losing myself in the vastness of my own history.

One article stated: “Scientifically it’s hard to prove, but there are many testimonies from various cultures about souls transferring into other bodies after death. Many call it transmigration or walk-in spirits. Some even proved it by recalling details of a previous life that would be impossible for them to know otherwise.” Samuel froze. His hands clenched tightly on his lap. “That’s exactly like Ellya or Rebecca. The details she mentioned… there’s no way it was just guessing.” He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. “So maybe it’s possible? Not just a novel story?” His mind was in turmoil. He needed to be sure. With hurried steps, he returned to Reno’s VIP room. When he entered, the boy

And after a few minutes, I was calm. "I'm calm now. Tell me what had happened to me." "Okay. What you had experienced was sleep paralysis. A rare occurrence that may happen if you fall asleep." "That was sleep paralysis? Why do I feel like I was dying and something was out to kill me? And if that's sleep paralysis, I tell you many normal people would be dead after experiencing that."

I was told by Xian. "You're going to go another dimension for me. You'll make the journey to the afterlife. To the dead people's land. A farther sphere. The final resting place of all supernatural beings." He spoke making my eyes widen at him. I blinked wide my eyes in extreme confusion "What precisely am I doing in the afterlife? What if I'm unable to escape? What precisely am I going to see? A group of deceased individuals roaming a cemetery that resembles a graveyard?" I questioned.