Alice Isn't Dead Novels & Stories

Aristea is there too. Before they can ask what happened and make Alice relive it all, I say, “Larkin is dead. Alice went on to read more things in his mind and he... folded." Aristea and Carlos stride in without missing a beat, which I'm very thankful about. When Alice sees that they're sitting, she takes a deep breath and looks at Aristea. "I'm so sorry. I should have listened to you, and I-"

I moved closer, careful to remain perfectly silent, stalking towards her and stopping a short distance away. My hearing was sensitive, and I could pick up the conversation easily. "She's still in a coma. Hasn't woken up yet. Bitch was meant to die," Alice whispered, thinking she wouldn't be overheard, "you better hold up to your end of the bargain." I could hear a voice on the other end of the phone, but couldn't make out what they were saying, let alone if it was a female or a male's voice.

And why is she afraid of me? “Can you please leave my grandmother and I alone, Alpha Nolan? I’m so sorry if I disturbed anyone. These dreams have been happening more often lately, I’m just a bit startled.” Clara says diplomatically. “Alpha Nolan? What happened to the Big Bad Wolf? You’re my mate. It’s just Nolan.” I joke softly. “Are you sure you’re okay?” “I will be. I’m sorry. Thank you for coming to help me.” Clara says. And again, the tone is colder.. What happened after last night? I thought we were getting somewhere…

Alice clenched her teeth as she tried moving her arms. “Ow” it hurt like shit, she moaned inside her head. Her Kevin was dead. First people were ambushing her and now this bloke tells her he is Kevin. “Alice, It’s me. Why would you think I am dead?” Alice narrowed her eyes at him refusing to say anything back. ‘I need to get out of this place. Where am I.’ She thought to herself Alice looked around the room. The interior of the room was plain but neatly decorated. By the looks of things, Alice assumed that she must be in this man’s house.

Alicia asked gently. Zoe stepped aside. “Yes.” They entered and sat down. Zoe’s eyes remained fixed on Diego, waiting and demanding. “Tell me this time, what truth did you stumble upon? You’ve been doing that a lot lately. Don’t worry, I won’t get mad. Just tell me, I can take it.” Diego glanced at Alicia, and she gave him a slight nod, for him to go ahead. He turned back to Zoe and said, “Alicia, your sister, is not dead. She’s alive.”

Alice tried to take her life? Joshua immediately bounced up from the chair. “How is Alice now?” The butler’s voice was trembling a little. “She has stopped. When Mary was upstairs cleaning, she heard a loud voice coming from the study, so she immediately pushed the door open to have a look. She saw Mrs. Lynch hanging herself. She has been taken down by the security guard already. She is fine now, but Mrs. Lynch has been crying ever since. She said she would rather just die…”

"Maybe I can help, where is Alice now?" Josephine said as Aaron looks at her as he cleans up his tears with his right eyes. And waves his head because he knew that the Alice they are talking about died so many years ago. So there is no way bringing her back to life could be possible. That's impossible as her body must have already decayed. "Am afraid that you can't help, she died for long now not recent" Aaron said doubting the power of the chaos books. "Either years or not I can still help just tell me where I can locate her"

The account, previously boasting over 10K+ followers, now had only a handful remaining. "Wow, Mr. Kingston, you're awesome." Skylar monologued while taking a glance at her phone every few minutes. "He is a deceiver and stabber." Alice's hoarse voice jolted Skylar. She got up from the couch and ran to her. "Alice, are you alright? How are you feeling now?" "I'm feeling worse, Skylar; how could I be okay?" Alice said it in a weak and barely audible voice and burst into tears. "I killed my baby..."

Their Luna was there. “Sab, you’re here. I hope you don’t mind. I had them arrange everything already. We can hold the funeral later if you agree.” Alice was careful not to aggravate the young woman. Grieving people tend to be extra sensitive and unpredictable, no matter how gentle and reasonable they normally are. “That’s fine. Thank you.” Her eyes are on her mom. “I’ll give you a moment to say good bye.” Alice gestured for everyone to finish up and they all left the hall, moving to the next one. When they received the final report, there were a dozen deaths from their people.

Everyone asked, "Alice, were you the Moon Goddess herself in a past life? How else could you have landed such an incredible mate?" Even Alice herself began to wonder if that was the case. That was, until the day after Alexander was ambushed and killed by a group of rogue wolves. Alice, now 75 years old and silver-haired, went to the city hall in the capital of the werewolf kingdom to handle his deregistration. The clerk typed away, then her expression slowly shifted, growing complicated. "Ms. Clearwater, the system shows you have no spouse on record." Alice froze, thinking she had heard the clerk wrongly.