Book Life After Death Novels & Stories

She flipped the first page open, running her eyes over the words. "... Where the soul of a dead person lives again in another human or animal body." Erin looked up from the book, a little foggy in the head at what she had read. "It is also called rebirth." Erin muttered, still reading from the book, "Some know they were reincarnated, some do not. The soul never dies..." Erin looked up again only to see Aunt Kayla before her, smiling sweetly, saying, "Hi, honey. Have you been here for a long time?"

Zoe's POV I hit the enter icon and took a sigh. A sigh that says I am almost done with life. I stared blankly ahead and found nothing interesting. Everything seems dull in my vision. I saved the final draft of the chapter I wrote and closed my laptop. I put it back on my right desk and hug my pillow again. It's been days since I last wrote a chapter of it and I am scared I couldn't finish it within my remaining life expectancy. I should be happy because death is what I want before...but now... I don't want to face it. I want to stay alive...with him.

Chapter 38 - Reborn Alora What happens after death? Most believe that you enter the Veil, your lost loved ones all waiting to greet you on the other side. But what happens for those who are made, not born or a true life force? What happens when they die? Do they just disappear and become nothing but matter in time and space? Is there an afterlife for them too? If that were true, then when would it happen? When would I feel myself fade away and become whatever it was I would become?

I crouched down and pulled it out halfway to get a better look. On the Matter of Souls: Death, the Afterlife, and Everything Between “Seems useful,” I muttered to myself and pulled it out. It was heavier than it looked. The cover was dark green, the papers gone yellow with age, and when I cracked it open, dust came flying up that made me cough and wave my hand in front of my face. The first page had a beautiful illustration of Death on it, although the ink had browned. I turned carefully to the table of contents and ran my finger down the list.

" I immediately run towards her, and I was about to push her... But... It's too late. I found our body lying on the road with blood. I tried to reach out her hand even though I cant hardly move my body and my eyes are getting blurry. "J...J...Joy... Joy... Wake...up. Wake up. Joy... Wake up." I shed tears. I keep patting her hands, but she's not responding to me anymore. My eyes are getting blurry that I want to close my eyes now. However, before I could close my eyes, I saw... The door of the car opened. From inside a woman come out. I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')

she said. “I once read a book on Freud’s psychoanalyses so I understand what you’re saying. You’re a figment of security for my death so that I feel comfortable leaving, but tell me. What happens when you die? And I don’t mean the specifics but the afterlife. Is there even an afterlife?” She smiled at me but never answered. “Do you have any regrets?” “I don’t think so.. no— unless you count dying before I even got to live then yes,” I answered.

She placed more emphasis on ‘beast’. Lillia paused. “Fenris, did something happen that you are not telling me?” “No—nope… not at all. That—” She answered quickly, noting a book Lillia had suddenly pulled out from beneath a number of books. “Let’s read that.” “Fantasy, seriously?” Lillia sighed. “I won, remember? And you love fantasy. What changed?” “I died.” Lillia picked the book and slid into bed, surrounding her body with pillows as usual, before resting her back on the frame, carefully balancing the mini lamp on a stand.

Death Contract They say that reincarnation may be true because no one in the world can tell what there is in the afterlife. Nor can anyone prove that fictional things are not true. So I, I believe that in this world we have things we don't know but it's better that we just don't know. "I'll borrow this book," I uttered while reaching the book to the Librarian. The book is entitled Death Contract. When I read its description earlier the book already caught my attention. So I took it.

Elora gripped her book tighter. Dead. The word came back. Elora had heard it mentioned several times in the tales that Sophia read. “What is dead?” Elora asked once, as Sophia read her a fairy tale about Snow White. “Dead is,” Sophia paused and then cleared her throat. “Dead is when we are no longer breathing. Our souls leave our bodies forever. We are no longer in this world, but in a much more beautiful place.” “But, how can Snow White live again?” Elora pointed to the picture in the book. Snow white sitting in a glass coffin. She woke up after the prince kissed her.

Like someone dying horribly. He doesn’t want to know; he’s gone and I’m sure I’ll die END OF BOOK 1 ------------------------------------------