As I Lay Dying Novels & Stories

Everyone watching saw the former legend of orientation sprawled on the ground like a broken heap, his body twitching uncontrollably, his face pale as a corpse. "What just happened? He did it again?" "That was barely 150 feet! He's down already?" "What the hell is going on with Fletcher Stone?" Fletcher struggled desperately to get back up, but his limbs refused to obey him. All he could do was write uselessly on the ground, letting out incoherent screams while crazily shouting my name. "Dorian! Dorian! It was you, wasn't it? You did this to me!" I slowly came to a stop beside him and took the microphone a nearby reporter handed over. "Everyone's probably wondering why the so-called legend of

I watched them walk away without a backward glance. It felt like a giant fist was squeezing my heart, stealing my breath. When a coworker found me 10 minutes later, I was out cold. It turned out my old lung injury had flared up something fierce. I needed surgery quickly. They needed a family member to sign off on it, and Yvonne's phone only picked up after five tries. However, it was Wade who answered, "Sorry, she can't come to the phone."

“That’s not her. Do you know what happens to people who lie to me?” The man in the white coat said nothing. His face remained blank. How could she be dead? I hated what she’d done, yes—the drugs, the lies, the betrayal. But I’d never imagined losing her. Not like this. “Mr. Chamberlain,” the coroner said gently. “I understand this is difficult, but—” “Show me,” I snapped. He hesitated, then pulled back the white sheet. The corpse was charred beyond recognition. Blackened skin, burned hair, features melted away by the flames.

the doctor said kindly. Dari left the hospital, in shock, and confused. She was still in denial, She entered Caroline's car and they drove silently back to her apartment. She felt her world was crashing down on her, with it every dream and aspiration she ever had. this was the end of her life as she knows it, Having a baby was not in her five years plan, yet here she was pregnant. To her, the universe was a cruel master. How can the one time she has a one-night stand result in pregnancy, she was in great distress and emotional agony.

You have no right to be alive! @Death Wish

ALPHA REX PAST ♣️♣️♣️ I was dying…again. Fighting for air on the bed I was strapped to. Sweating profusely and seeing my miserable life flash before my eyes. How many times has it been now? Was it the fifth time? I couldn’t tell. I already lost count of the number of times I’ve been close to dying after the first time it happened. All I knew was that each time is always worse than the last, so horrible that I hoped for death instead of the torture I was subjected to.

They were black, saturated with the necrotic slurry of his infection. He was dying. Not in a heroic flare of Alpha static, but in the slow, agonizing damp of a four-hundred-square-foot steel box. "If you die, the link breaks," I hissed, my gold-rimmed eye flaring as the Gilded Toll took another bite of my mind.

“The wolf who died with you.” The night collapses around us. And I can’t breathe.

Alive. “…I lose my only way back.”

God, I was gonna die in here for real. "Skye, are you dying?" Everything inside me dropped as tears streamed down my very eyes. No. God, no. why me?? Why does it always have to be me? I didn’t call Tasha. I called him. Rye. Of all people. Shit. “I’m not…” My breath hitched painfully. “I’m dying…” "Well then, that's good. You're meeting my expectations." He chuckled softly while I struggled to breathe. "Rye...I'm..really. I'm really