As Good As Dead Novels & Stories

Vivian died alone in her home, her body not discovered until it had already begun to rot. Only then did a question arise within me. After the deaths of my parents and Vivian, I never saw their souls. So why did I remain? The system finally appeared and answered my doubt. It said it had seen how painful my life had been, and how tragic my death was. So it used its power to keep my soul intact, allowing me to witness their downfall with my own eyes. Now that they were all gone… it was time for me to let go and be reborn.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ I don’t know how long I sat there staring at that damn screen after it went dark. Maybe a minute, maybe ten. My brain just… couldn’t process it. Dead. The word looped through my head over and over, echoing like a broken record. Dead? How could I be dead? I could feel my heartbeat. I could breathe, my chest rising and falling, air filling my lungs. My palms were sweaty, my muscles ached from being thrown — dead people didn’t feel all that, right?

The room froze. "They're both dead." Total silence.

His palm on my back does nothing to soothe my fraying nerves. Tyler is dead. Tyler is dead. Tyler. He is dead. Dead. Oh God. Oh God. This is bad. This is worse than if he showed up to kidnap me again. I will actually take that over this. Oh God. How can he be dead? Dead? Just like that.

I am dead…. ****

Press it lightly against my chest. There it is. That second pulse. Not painful this time. Not sharp. Just… there. Steady. Present. Like something alive. I frown slightly. My fingers press a little more. It doesn’t go away. Draven is dead. The thought comes quietly. Not as loud as before. Not as sharp. Just… there. He’s dead. I swallow. My throat feels tight. You said it yourself. You accepted it. My fingers curl slightly against my shirt.

Is his last words before I felt his heart slowly fade away from its rhythm. “He’s dead,” Alpha Zac confirmed. Yeah. He’s dead. Alpha Ryder is dead.

He said gently, "Sadie, let the past die with yesterday. From now on, you will be reborn anew. I hope your days from here on will be filled with joy." Standing on the rooftop, Nemera raised her champagne glass, clinking it against his before drinking it all in one breath. "Now, I have only one regret left," Nemera said softly. "What is it?" Noah asked. Nemera looked at him with a strange smile. "Well, my regret is… that you're still alive." "What did you say?" Noah's eyes widened. Suddenly, he clutched his head and dropped to his knees. "How's the champagne with a little something extra?" she asked sweetly.

You might laugh at my words now. However, my love, I'd give my life to show you my love is true. Or maybe, I'm just paying for my unforgivable mistakes. I wish you a future filled with strength, peace, and lasting joy. May your path be smooth, your life worry-free.] Those few lines summed up Wynnie's entire existence. A tear slid down, unnoticed, splashing onto the darkened phone screen, leaving a tear-stained bloom. "Honey? What's wrong?" Elena's voice came from nearby, laced with concern.

Handsome. Handsome Andy put Lawrence through absolute hell. In less than three days, Lawrence announced his withdrawal from the Cloudport market. Before leaving, he came to see me. "Did you ask him to target me?" I didn't answer directly. Lawrence just smiled. "It's fine. As long as this makes you happy, I can take anything." I never imagined Lawrence was actually into suffering. "Let it go. We're over," I said calmly. Lawrence gave a bitter smile, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.