All Of Us Are Dead Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"If I'm not mistaken, the show was also broadcast in December like... Huh?" I widened my eyes as a memory popped into my head. I quickly ran, took the calendar from the table. Staring at the row of dates with a racing heart. Today.. then in two days.. Alliando will be found dead in his apartment!! Everyone thought that his death was unnatural. But a while later the police revealed that he died by suicide, not killed as people had suspected. I squeezed the calendar in my hand, suddenly a feeling of anxiety rose in my heart, what if it happened again? Damn! I'm really scared! Moreover, I have never been able to protect the people I love until now. My mother.. granpa.. uncle Jackson..

"Sarah was found in an abandoned building. Manner of death—overdose." Jasmine breathed very slowly. Jayla's fists were balled. Jade swallowed hard. No one said anything. None of them were able to speak. For though— Despite the lies, the betrayal, the hate this was not the way they'd imagined the story ending. But it had. Sarah was dead. And the war that had started all those years ago? It was finally over.

His attitude changed though once he found out ice cream was involved. We could have driven but the air felt cool and inviting so we decided to walk to the ice-cream parlor. We ordered and sat at a picnic table. “Guessing dad filled you in. I’m sorry it sucks for all of us but especially you.” Jason said breaking the silence. I could tell he was serious and he felt bad for me. “Not as bad as dad. Either way he loses. He either dies or our Alpha dies. Then what?” I shake my head at the clusterf*ck this had become.

This is the end of us both. ******

They thought of a painful possibility but they immediately furiously shake off that idea. Unfortunately, Anda refused to let them escape reality. She smiled once again, and after a giggle, she enunciated word by word. "Hehe. I'm sorry. But everyone here is dead... only existing as a soul... which obviously means all of you are already deceased people... and that all of you have already died. Later, you will be judged. Because this place is Kasakitan, in other words, the Underworld!"

"Luna, this is our joint project with Euronia. Study the process. You're coming with me to negotiations next week." I flipped it open. "Va bene." Mamma handed me a cup of warm water. "Don't push yourself. If you don't want this life, I can take care of you forever." "I can handle it, Mamma." I smiled. "If I survived the slums, I can survive this. Especially with you and Papa." I knew one thing. If I wanted freedom from my past, I had to become stronger. Ella Pezzano died in the flames at Costa Estate.

Something sharper. “We aren’t built to bury each other,” I whispered. He leaned his forehead against mine, breath steady, sharing oxygen like it was ours by contract. “Then we don’t,” he said simply. The library held its breath. Outside, the world could be burning. Thrones could topple. Kings could starve. Empires could dissolve. Inside, we were two people who found each other in rubble and dared the universe to try taking it back. He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, fingers lingering. “We’re not dying gods, Alana. We’re vicious mortals who chose each other. That’s scarier to the world.”

At this moment, I had no strength to fight them but to just do their bidding. I wanted Jamie to get well before I did anything. It would be better that way. As I scrolled through the deathboard, I realized that Gustavo wasn't even on the board but there was a name that was placed at the highest bid on the top slot. Why on earth would anyone want Christopher killed?

I chuckled, a self-deprecating chuckle that was filled with so much sadness and sorrow. When did it all start? Was it when he asked that we make love and I refused? Probably my sister has been giving it to him all along. A soft frown graced my weary face when Silver clouded my consciousness. Someone is coming, I notified Edgar in a mind link. The Alpha is here. The Alpha is here and has come to rip out our hearts. We are all going to die. My already numb body immediately became tense, my heart beating rapidly in my chest.

“You’re all mean.” Mello, ever the pragmatist, tried to steer things back. “Quiet down, man. Let’s just… let’s hear him out. Why are we here?” Elliot took a steadying breath, regaining his composure. “First things first. To the outside world, as of today… you are all dead.” Emma gasped. “What?” Willz looked around the sterile room. “This doesn’t look like hell. Or heaven, for that matter.” Amy couldn’t resist a dry retort. “Don’t you have a little self-confidence? Maybe you made it to the good place.”