Novel & Cerita Am I Alive Or Dead

’ Then in brackets it says ‘(If you are not dead – Please don’t be dead! Quickly I type a message. ‘Yes, I’m alive but the rest of my family is gone. Don’t know what to do. Would you like to meet up somewhere?’ The reply comes less than a minute later. ‘I’m so sorry about your family. Yes, I would love to meet up. When and where?’

Holding her friend close, she let her scream and fight, crying as she called Rayne horrible names. “Nix, I know you are upset, but I don’t think she is dead,” Rayne told her, which made Nix go limp in her arms. “What?” Dakaath looked at Rayne like she was insane. “She is gone.” **************** Ailive looked around, seeing the people around her. They all looked dead, but she knew they were alive. Something wasn’t right about this situation. Had she died? Everything changed in one moment when she felt pain in her neck, then everything went black.

With some difficulty, I managed to open my eyes and saw a pair of curious brown orbs staring back at me. "I'm dead?" I mumbled to myself, my head throbbing in pain, leaving me in shock. "No, what are you talking about, Ava? How can you be dead? It's me, Amelia. I hope you remember me," she said, her voice filled with concern. I closed and opened my eyes a few times, seeing Amelia standing beside me. However, she looked much younger than the last time I saw her. I tried to sit up but couldn't feel any pain in my body. That meant I wasn't dead. But what was happening?

“In our favor, and Alpha Edward is alive, but…” “But what?” I asked, terrified.

Jessie commented. “Do I feel different?” I sat back up. And fixed my eyes on her. Jessie sized me. “Not at all. You look and feel exactly the same,” she said. “But what are you going to do? Your bank and everything is Aria’s name; as far as the world is concerned, you are dead and she’s alive.” She added. I flinched, and my gaze fell to my hands I was toying with. “I am sorry,” she quickly apologized.

Kian faltered. Could she really be alive?

“I don’t think Ciara’s dead.” “What?” “I mean, I saw her. In a picture. She’s not dead… but I don’t think she’s really alive either.” My voice was barely a whisper, the words catching in my throat as the chilling image of Ciara, dazed and lifeless, replayed in my mind. The implications were too horrific to fully process.

Well, hell, yeah. "Oh, really? What is it that concerns them?" Marve asked and sounded so curious about my cousin's purpose in telling her about us, who died long ago. "I need to let you know that... They... They are both... Alive. They are not dead." My cousin stated, feeling a bit anxious, and there was silence from the human being.

I wave my hand between us, “because it’s a death sentence. With this mystery man and his little helper, I’m finally on death row. It feels like I’m living in a concrete cell with no windows, slowly suffocating. It’s not a way out, it’s just a different way to the same ending.” “A, still walking around-communicating and seeing your friends, ending. I’m not death. I might not have a beating heart, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings. Just because I can’t see the sun doesn’t mean happiness doesn’t fill my day. I’m alive with you. What I am, what you will be one day, is just a different way of living, but it isn’t not living.”

“I don’t go by that name anymore, but it wouldn’t be easy for you to understand. As for how I’m alive, well, I assure you I’m barely existing. Life as I knew it ended a long time ago.” I run my hand down my face. My father was so convinced this woman was dead, so how can she be alive? How’re we having this conversation? “What about your mate, Aria’s father?” I question. “Is he alive, too?” “No.” The finality in her tone is unmistakable. I make a mental note not to ask about that anymore. “What about Aria? Is she here?”