Novel & Cerita As I Lay Dying Audiobook

It wasn’t human, not really. It sounded like metal scraping on glass, filtered, distorted and cold. Her chest tightened, she forced herself to breathe. “I…” Her voice cracked on purpose. “I… you should talk, you called.” There was silence. “Fine!” Layla said, breathing heavily . “I saw it,” she continued quickly. “I saw Belinda die. She… she was shot.…” Her throat closed so she paused through it. “I can’t do it anymore, I’m tired, I’m done fighting you. You win.”

“You’re soaked. You’ll catch a cold! Come on, let’s go.” “I—” My voice trembled. “My mom is… dead.” She stopped, her expression turning solemn. “Layla…” “Just come with me, okay?” she said softly, avoiding the subject. She grabbed my hand, but my head suddenly started spinning. Everything blurred. My legs gave out. “Aunt…” I whispered, collapsing to the ground. Her voice echoed as she screamed for help, but it faded away. And that… that was the beginning. My name is Layla Martins.

“I'm terminally ill, Hayes. I have Aplastic Anemia and those pills you saw me take were just my medications." “I'm dying, Hayes."

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I listened to them speak, eventually freezing into ice. Silence grew once more in the room. However, the temperature was still dropping. My mind grew even hazier. 'Mom, I'm coming to you. I'm sorry. I can't live on. I'm sorry...' I was dead. I died. I died in that icy basement they locked me in. As the last shreds of warmth fled my body, I thought to myself, 'If there is a next life, I don't want to see them again.' However, I never realized my mind would stay past my death.

“I ignored her. She begged me to save her, and I told her not to bother me again.” The maid’s face went pale. Adrian looked back at the urn. “What could be more unlucky than that?” He reached out and touched the urn with trembling fingers. “Let her stay here.” “Sir…” “I said let her stay here.” His voice dropped. “I want to see her every day. I want to remember how desperate she was. I want to remember what kind of bastard I was.” The maid lowered her head and backed out. I watched him lie down beside my ashes. He did not change his clothes. He did not turn off the lights. He only lay there, facing the urn like he was afraid I would disappear again.

Minutes passed… it was hard to tell beneath the sound of his breathing growing more ragged with every passing moment as I worked. Fingers, toes, ribs, I took my time with each one. Bone by bone, joint by joint, I tortured and broke. Blood soaked the floor beneath him until it pooled thickly around my boots but still, he kept quiet. “You are dying,” I said eventually, voice low, “For someone who isn't even here.” His head sagged forward, breath rattling faintly in his chest now. His lips moved now and I leaned closer, eager to hear what he had to say.

I could hear my heart racing after saying the words I'd kept to myself since learning that I was about to die. I thought I could be unaffected by my imminent death, yet I suddenly wanted to see more of the world. Gary didn't say anything. It was so quiet that I could hear my own breathing. Just as I thought he wasn't going to say anything, he finally spoke. His words made my heart descend into an abyss, though.

Collapsed next to it, head on the edge of the mattress near her hand. "Lyra." He said it into the blanket. "Lyra wake up please I can't do this alone." Lyra didn't move. Didn't wake. Just kept that death breathing. "I buried her." Aziel's voice muffled by the blanket. "I buried Kira and I couldn't—I couldn't even say goodbye right because I don't know what to say." Lyra's fingers twitched. Just barely. Aziel didn't notice. "The other one's dying too." He kept talking to her unconscious face. "Vera's dying and I can't help her, can't even look at her without seeing Kira and I don't know what to do."

He stood in the doorway, his chest heaving, his eyes wild. "Tell me the truth," he said. His voice was hoarse and broken. "Is she sick? Is she dying? Please, Liam. I can't find her anywhere. Just tell me what's going on. I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to know the truth." Liam stared at him for a long moment. He saw the desperation in Kael's eyes, the raw, bleeding pain. And slowly, his resistance crumbled. "She has Wolf Soul Degeneration," Liam whispered.

i say to him again receving no response from him, he promised me he wouldnt leave me and now he wont fucking wake up. "That is no way to speak to a dying man darling" a deep and raspy voice that i know by heart says.