As Good As Dead Audiobook Novels & Stories

Then she walked up to me, viciously grinding her foot into my wound, using my blood as ink to press down her handprint. After finishing all this, she revealed a cruel smile. "Let him go," she ordered the security guards before saying to me, "John, you know? Your look of despair was just like your mother's before she died. On the day I went to court to declare you dead, I deliberately delivered the good news to your mother. Who would have thought that she'd be so frail? She passed away due to a heart attack." Nora did not have an ounce of pity on her face, only provocation.

Not even breath feels like mine anymore. Her face twists, distant now, as though I’m watching her through water. “It’s dead,” she says finally, almost calmly. Then louder, like she’s trying to convince herself. “The baby is dead!” I shake my head. That can’t be. My baby… is dead? No… no! “No!” the sound finally tears out of my throat. My surroundings change once again. This time, I’m in the Ashen Wilds running for my life as three men chase after me.

The she-wolf who had always been so gentle and timid with him was dying from a terminal illness. Unable to accept it, he went into a frenzy, mobilizing the entire pack to look for me. He searched every corner of the city, asked everyone he could think of, but there was still no sign of me. … When he finally returned home, exhausted both physically and mentally, he stopped just before opening the door because he overheard Sophia and Lucas talking inside. "Mom, Vivian's finally gone. I'm so happy!" Lucas' voice dripped with glee. "Keep it down. Don't let your dad hear you." Sophia's voice was lower, but there was the same unmistakable pride in her tone.

Each cough sent waves of pain through my frame, though none of it hurt as much as the pain in my chest did. Just as I was losing consciousness, I saw paramedics rushing in to rescue people. When I woke up again, I was lying in a hospital bed. The room was eerily quiet. Every now and then, I could hear nurses whispering in the hallway outside. "I heard that famous lawyer, Ms. Hudson, is in the room next door. She's keeping her first love company. I never thought someone who looks so cold on TV could be so gentle with her boyfriend!" "Yes, they make such a great couple!"

My pensive scowl melted off and a panicked one replaced it as I began to straigheten out the page, immediately realizing that it will never be as good as I found it. Diab- Cassius, I corrected immediately. Cassius' image glared back at me from the rumpled pages of the giant book. My anxiety had gotten the best of me and I had gone back to claim the library book, reading a particular line over and over again. Cassius Marcus Ashford. Status. Dead.

I couldn't hear what was happening but I heard someone asking to call the ambulance as I laid on the ground, supported in someone's arms who held me tight as the feeling of death consumed me. If Jon was dead then I had no more reason to live. Jon was everything to me and now his gone. Ren I'm sure you'd love to see papa. Let's go join him so please don't hate me for going with you. These were my last thoughts before tears slipped down my eyes and I gave up consciousness. AUTHOR'S NOTE Dear readers please comment, review and rate my book. I will gladly appreciate it so I will know which of my book is best for the Goodnovel's 2020 contest.

If I am dead, this must be hell. It should be, I wasted my life after all. Never helped anyone, no one ever loved me and I never accomplished a single thing. Being honest, my soul would not have been welcomed in heaven under any circumstances. Suddenly, a voice interrupts my depressing thoughts; one speaking in some kind of language I cannot understand. Nonetheless, I am delighted; for the first time in God knows how much, I am hearing something. Even though it is just some gibberish, I am so glad to have recovered my hearing.

If I told him, there’d be no reason to keep me alive. “I can get it out of you, but it’s easier on you if you just tell me.” A tear spilled down my cheek, lip trembling. “I don’t want to die.” My voice, even forced, was barely above a whisper. “Everybody dies.” I didn’t know to take that as a generalization, or that everyone he came into contact with died. He offered no words, no sense of remorse, and the quiet resumed. We hit over three hours of painful silence, with the exception of my crying. I wanted to enjoy the scenery, but the situation wouldn’t allow it. At least I would’ve had beautiful images as the last thing I saw instead of the gruesome ones from the lab.

also a failed but loyal test subject The room was filled with an eerie silence... She spoke in a voice which could charm any heart... A sound similar to a siren accompanied with such power, pleasant to the ear yet so alluring to death... Very few hear this sound and live to tell the tail... It was always said "Dead men tell no tails" "Speak" The element of fear filled the room as it was clear she was running out of patience "Yes my lease... The time we have been waiting for is finally here... The book has chosen it's successor"

I go the book I am currently reading, it is murder mystery/ thriller, titled ‘As good as dead’ and it is very interesting and intriguing. It was about a girl about to go to college, she is Blake’s age and she had spent the past two years solving murder cases and now she is clearly traumatized since in the last book, she had a guy die in her arms. I am not far in, I just started it on the plane and I have had much time to finish the book.