Aku Tahu Kapan Kamu Mati Novels & Stories

We are gonna die. Soon. Suddenly the power supply was cut off. My mother and I stared at the black TV screen for a moment sinking in the information in our head. I couldn't feel anything. Nothing, no fear of death. I'd no problem in dying but my sister's happy shriek formed a lump in my throat. How am I supposed to tell them they're gonna die in a couple of minutes? I can't...they've only just started living...why does this have to happen? "Ananya..."

Yamamoto told me carefully. "Is that... I am sorry," I muttered. I didn't know the right words for this moment. "This is the sixth month by the way!" Mr. Yamamoto told me with a smile on his face. "I was diagnosed six months ago. I guess that means I can die any moment now." "You won't..." I muttered. "I am not afraid of death, little dove," Mr. Yamamoto told me. "I began to prepare for my death the moment I turned sixty. I can feel it is time and I am so curious about what happens after death. You know those talks about the world of the dead."

I could hurt his perfectly sculpted face. "Come on, sweetie. Put the glass down. You don't want to die, do you?" he looked at me calmly. "If you want to live, you will put the glass down, go to the bathroom and get ready to land. If not, my people will kill you in a few minutes. So ... you have to decide. The cards are in your hands, baby. What choice will you make? " Damn it. He was good at convincing. And he was right. If I hurt or even killed him, his people would kill me.

"I ordered your favorite soft pink wedding dress. After surgery, the designer will take your measurements. At our wedding, you'll be the most beautiful bride." I smiled and touched his face. This was my farewell. Tears streamed down my face, and a silent thought echoed. "Ethan, there won't be a wedding for us." As the doors to the operating theater closed, I kept my gaze fixed on the three people I loved most; I wanted to commit their faces to memory. Once these doors closed, I knew I would never see them again. As anesthesia dulled my senses, the world around me faded away. My death was declared at precisely 10:00 pm, as indicated by the wall clock.

Every nerve of his body was excited, and he felt that he had already mastered the skill of avoiding accidental deaths. ‘Death Judge, you can’t kill me. I have already seen through the death that you designed. Just like when I’m driving now, one deep breath of mine, one turn of my head, and even these words of mine will cause the butterfly effect of a series of events, ultimately causing me to die a few years later. Thirty years, ten years, tomorrow, or today, or the next second. I don’t know about these, but I can capture some traces, see the omens, and understand your design, avoiding death in time!’ he thought.

"I die? In this future, I die?" "In most futures, yes," the ancient wolf said gently. "You're on your eighth life, Thelma. You're running on borrowed time. The odds of you surviving beyond tonight are slim regardless of what choice you make. The question isn't whether you'll die. The question is whether your death will mean something."

"Killing you!" Next.

I gulp. Tears well up in my eyes after I imagine my life ending because of this one mistake. I have heard about this a lot. If someone who is not your mate, marks you without your consent, then you die in twenty four hours. It happens suddenly and you don’t even get the time to think about anything before you are gone, forever. “ You are not getting sick or anything. You don’t look like you are dying either. ” Anne inspects me before coming to her own conclusion.

demon:- it's a rule that is born will going to end, America will is born and it going to fall, it's was predicted in Hindu Puran how this world going to end, but British have burned all this book, and taken away all those important information. Cali:- how does India have such knowledge, will India going to end one day? demon:- no Indian will die but India will exist every because it never born, it's exist that something human can not know. soon time going to end for voting demon press the black button, and Cali got scared.

A VISIT TO THE GRAVE "What are you talking about?" Jasmine asked. "You're the alpha that will die soon," Groots repeated himself. Fear gripped his already-made thoughts about his condition. He wants to fix everything before he dies. "Is there a death date?" "Death date?" "Yeah, I need to know when I'm going to die. There is a lot I need to do." Jasmine yelled. "No, there is no death date, but it will happen soon."