Novel & Cerita Beyond Living

The doctor said it is normal for me because of my disorder or more like a curse. After minutes of closing my eyes, I opened it and reached for the remote of the television in front of me. Once I found it, I turned it on and I don't know what to feel when I saw a commercial for painting materials. I want to paint again. I want to feel that happiness again. I can't remember when was the last time I felt that burning feeling inside me. I don't know when I stopped. All I can remember is I woke up and don't know how to finish anything. I woke up and it seems like I've been born again.

I was in awe of it. " What is he doing?" " He does that sometimes. He goes into the beyond realm," Aery's voice dropped. I gaped at that. The Beyond was a world inhabited by supernatural spirits. It was filled with dazzling creatures of all kinds. That is where our counterparts are before they join us on our sixteenth birthdays. The beyond consisted of good and evil. Heaven and hell. Light and darkness.

I admitted. "But they do mention something about 'lunar overwhelm' if the channeling isn't controlled properly." "Define overwhelm." "Being flooded with so much cosmic energy that your consciousness essentially drowns in it?" I said with false cheerfulness. "That's what I thought." He moved closer, his hand finding mine. "Then I'm staying right here. If you start drowning in cosmic energy, I'm pulling you back." His unwavering support made my heart swell. "You realize that might be dangerous for you too?"

"Do you hear how absurd you sound? Isn't Andrea too delicate for IVF? Or is the mortgage crushing you now? Cruise ship losing its sparkle? You need me as bait to keep him hooked?" The bank's collection calls had clued me in. Steven had been quietly footing their house payments for years. They'd never relinquish such a lucrative catch willingly. Genuine remorse would never be in these self-serving souls. Turning to Steven's ashen face, I said, "Modern medicine is a marvel. Get your issue sorted by pros. I'm no miracle worker." Brent jabbed a finger at me, his chest heaving. Blood drained from his face, and he looked as if he'd collapse in the next second.

Riley asked. "Beyond that barrier, only two types of beings may pass," The Warden explained carefully. "Those who have never existed in the first place, and those who exist so strongly, so fundamentally, that nothing in any reality could ever erase them. Anyone else who crosses will be removed retroactively from existence itself. You will not just die. You will never have been born. Never have lived. Never have been real at all."

"Tell me, child. What are you willing to do to stop this?" Annie's voice was barely a whisper. "What do I have to do?" "You have to journey into the threshold." "What's the threshold?" Brie asked. Katherine's gaze never left Annie. "The land between the living and the dead. It's not quite one or the other—a place where souls linger before they move on. Or don't move on. When you cross into the threshold, you're neither alive nor dead. You're... suspended. And if you're not careful, if you stay too long or venture too deep, the dead will claim you. Pull you down into the dark. And you'll never come back."

“And I wasn’t there when she needed me most even though they caused my mom….” Julian sighed. “You can’t live your life apologizing for things you didn’t cause. You’re here now. You can honor her memory by living. By remembering her with just the kindness.” Sophia’s lips trembled. “That’s the hardest part.” Julian pulled back slightly, brushing her hair from her face. “Do you want to talk more about her?” She shook her head. “Not right now. If I do, I’ll break again.” He nodded silently. “Alright. Come on, sit back.” He stood and said softly, “I’ll get you some water.”

This was not just survival, this was living, legacy, and home. The End. ❤️

empty. It was Toby. The kid who used to live next door when I was ten. The boy my father swore had moved to Italy. Toby looked like a ghost. If this place was supposed to fix me, why did he already look like that? And what would I look like by morning?