Novel & Cerita Afterlife Experience Stories

"You're unbelievable, you know that? You were bleeding out last night, and now you're obsessing over the woman who saved your life?" "What can I say? Near-death experiences make you see things differently." Bianchi scoffed. "Right. And what exactly are you seeing?" “That’s what I’m waiting for you to find out Bianchi. Now off you go.” I smirked. Bianchi sighed dramatically, shaking his head. “Great. More work.”

I’ve never believed any of those people who had out-of-body experiences, or those who claim they went to Heaven for a visit. It all seemed a little ridiculous to me. Why were they so special the Big Guy would want to have a one-on-one chat with them? But then, until recently, I didn’t think Vampires were real either. Now that I’d had a face-to-face encounter with a couple of them, I wished I could go back to before, back when Vampires were monsters one only read about in books or saw in tragic, Gothic love stories.

Hoping fiercely that they were not involved. With sadness clouding her usually vivid green eyes, Annalise barely spoke above a whisper. "They died. During the rogue rebellions. My parents were warriors...great warriors and wonderful alphas. I was their only child and they loved me." Annalise had to take a gulp of water before continuing. " I was only seven when I was told by their Beta that they had been lost during one of the rogues midnight raids. He took the position of Alpha after that and now his son is the Alpha but he is not good."

The Commission opened an inquiry into why an unauthorized medical procedure had been attempted inside a Russo property while Dante was publicly standing beside a De Luca bride. I heard these things as reports, not wounds. My days became smaller and steadier: medication, lab meetings, data review, sleep. Sometimes grief still arrived without warning. I would see a child in a hallway or wake with one hand over my empty stomach, and for a few minutes I could not breathe. Then I would return to work. The project did not heal me, but it gave my pain somewhere to go. One winter evening, Professor Shaw placed a hearing notice on my desk.

" The bodyguard was getting desperate because Everly wasn't listening to him at all. He had no idea how Henry was able to keep her under control. The bodyguard took the call and put it on speaker. A woman's voice rang out. "Eve, are you there?" Everly's eyes widened when she heard the voice. "Say, do you guys think I'm hallucinating? Why am I hearing the voices from the afterlife when I'm still alive?" "What afterlife? Eve, where are you? It's me. I'm not dead," Olivia said anxiously. Everly looked at the bodyguard and asked, "Did you hear what she said?" The bodyguard didn't care who was on the other end of the phone.

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“No! It can’t be; this isn’t real…” “I can’t explain it either, but the last thing I remember was falling into the water… everything went dark for a while, until a few weeks ago. There was this strange light flashing in my eyes and this weird sound ringing in my ear… I felt this pain in my chest, like you were calling me… like you were in some sort of danger and the next thing I know… I was here watching mom cook spicy shrimp pasta, but she was completely different.” “On Peter Pak… you came back on the night of the dead?” Marcel gasped in assumption thinking that there was after all some truth to the old wise tale of being cursed by the binders of soul.

, Takamatsu who has listen to a lot of Christian teaching said as he continued hearing the two talk without seeing anybody. "Follow me, Takamatsu heard as he felt his Psyche float toward a point of light before vanishing . Soon Takamatsu keeps hearing noises as he forced his eyes open , where am I, am I not dead, Takamatsu said as he tried to feel the pain that suppose to come with his accident but after not feeling any pain, Takamatusu can't help saying "don't tell me that I have crossed over to the other side, if I have crossed over then is this heaven or hell?" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look.

All I can do is to assure them that after I’m gone I will always watch them from heaven And I'll always be there for them in the afterlife. I woke up in the morning and everything is white. I walked around until I saw a way ahead of me. I ran that way and finally I stepped foot in a beautiful garden. The place is full of flowers and small trees. So many birds and butterflies are flying around the area. I saw a fountain and I walked until I reached it. The water was so clear suddenly an image appeared on it. I saw my family and my beloved woman crying in front of a grave.

I was sinking into the bed of flowers. I looked around for something—anything—that I could use to stabilize myself, but I was sinking fast. "Fuck this!" I closed my eyes, not wanting to witness my fall. Is it possible for someone to die again in the afterlife, because I may likely be the first? I could imagine what my obituary would be like; here lies the spirit of Isabella, who dies in the afterlife.