Afterlives Book Novels & Stories

Note: THIS BOOK IS NOT FINISHED YET, THERE WOULD BE AN EPILOGUE AFTER THIS, AND THEN THAT'S IT. Please follow my Instagram @chimdi_jane_samuel ~Jane♥️

As I feel the life inside me gone, my heart aches more than it has ever. I never thought I would ever feel a worse pain than what I felt when I lost my family. Oh! was I wrong, this pain is so much worse it's like someone has ripped my soul from my body and there's no way for it to return. I hate how my life has been turned upside down. I don't want to be a healer, I don't want to be anything, I just want to be left alone to die.

He glanced down at me and laughed. You sure are tiny for being Kaulu's son," he said and I shrugged saying I took after my mother and he nodded as he waved for me to follow him. We walked up a path through the dense foliage and came upon a hut. Ukupanipo paused and bowed his head. I could smell decaying flesh. "Are you sure I can revive her completely, because I am smelling something pretty rotten," I mumbled sourly and covered my nose. He glared at me and entered the hut. He walked back out and tossed me a small book.

Cassian said with a smile. "That's not all there is to it, of course. Something even stranger happened at Everstream," Amos said with a hint of mystery in his voice. "After those who died were buried, their graves were dug up the very next day, and their bodies went missing. What other explanation can you think of for that, besides the place being haunted?"

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The sounds of our pleasure filled the room, a chorus of moans and gasps that drowned out the rest of the world. As I laid back, letting them take me under, I realized that I wasn't just surviving this secret life anymore. I was thriving in it. We were three women sharing a truth that no one else was allowed to see. And as the night stretched on, I knew there was no going back to the person I used to be.

“Is that what’s causing my hands to be all tingly.” His great-uncle nodded. “So, are we close?” “Are we almost there.” “Yes, a bit more and you will be back. However, know this, you will be back but in a dead body.” Crown Prince gasped. “I’m sorry, this is how the resurrection works.” “So, I will be dead, but alive?” His great-uncle looked at him and asked, “Yes. Are you okay with that?” Crown Prince nodded. “Yes. Yes, I am.”

They shattered the transparent tempered glass, continuing their descent until they reached the end they had long awaited for 20 years. In their next life, they still wished to be a family. In their next life, they hoped for peace.

My fingers were covered in frostbite because of it. "Trying to please me, huh? Fine, you succeeded. If you donate bone marrow to Caleb now, you'll be my best daughter for the rest of your life," Mom said. Before my death, I would have dreamed of hearing those words. But now, it didn't matter anymore. After all, she couldn't find me. I was already dead. … April 9th, 2025. Cloudy. The 99th day after my death. In the past few days, I had seen them search every corner of the town. Every blade of grass in the park, every alleyway, and every trash can had been searched.

When I had Hope, I didn’t know I was birthing a mirror. When I had Ethan, I didn’t know I was raising a builder. And now, as I hold Grace’s book of beginnings in my lap… I know. Legacy isn’t what we leave behind. It’s what stays alive long after we whisper our last line. She closed the journal, heart full, hands still steady. Because the flame hadn’t gone out. It had simply found its next breath.