Book Life After Death Novels & Stories

After all, you didn't have to hang up everything and that was nobody's business. When Eleanor turned to the next customer, Maddox slid to the side a little and then started on his own food. "Did you notice what was going on over in Florida?" Gian asked between bites. "You mean the thing with these animal rights activists, because of whom four people are now dead, but two cranes were able to escape the Venators?" Gian nodded. "But they weren't just any animal rights activists, the people were from Live for Animals." The piece of sausage caught in the air halfway to Maddox's mouth. "You are incinerating me."

How big was this place? Some books were kept in a thick glass. I peered at them curiously. “The book of the Dead,” Dean Davina said proudly as she glanced at them. “Wait, you mean these books contain ways to talk to dead people?” I asked in utter bewilderment. “And allegedly how to raise them and control them,” Dean Davina replied. “That is a dangerous book to keep around,” I said with concern. “Hence, why it is kept here, away from prying eyes and greedy hands,” she replied.

Ramon said, his voice cracking with emotion. Both Lucas and I exchange glances and then direct our gaze toward the book in Ramon’s hand, the book that we have only heard about in legends and myths but never considered real. The book of Eklepō is said to have the power to resurrect the dead, a dark magic that could potentially change everything we thought we knew about life and death.

- I told myself, though panic was slowly lurking somewhere in the back of my head. I thought about it carefully as I looked through my menstrual calendar - and in fact, I should have had a period for about two or three days already, and I certainly didn't. Then I went back to that day in March when I went to Venice to see Oliver. We had sex, it's true, and a wonderful at that. I was so intoxicated at the moment that I didn't even think about pregnancy protection, and Oliver has certainly came inside of me. But on the other hand, could vampires impregnate you? From a biological point of view they were dead bodies that somehow lived and walked around. But could the sperm of the undead be "aliv

"She couldn't speak. She could barely breathe. When I saw that... it scared me... I wanted to call a doctor, an ambulance, someone to help. She called me over, to-told me to sit down and listen carefully. She said she wanted me to promise her something before she goes..." Damien let out a sigh and wiped his tears. Ashleigh could feel tears building up in her eyes too. "She said I should promise to move on and continue being a good man... promise to live life to the fullest and not let anything stop me from doing so... be it sickness, be it poverty, be it loss, I should take it all as it comes. "I promised her I would then she... sh-she closed her eyes a-a-and that was it. She just... died...

"So why show yourself now? Why come back to visit my brother's grave?" Jeremy sighed softly, his tone unusually calm. "I knew it. I knew this whole thing was a trap. "But a few days ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. I don't have long left anyway. At this point, death doesn't scare me anymore. "I just thought... before I die, seeing Jason one more time would make it worthwhile." He paused, then looked up at me. "By the way, what exactly were Jason's final words before he jumped?" There was genuine curiosity mixed into his voice. Clearly, that was one of the reasons he had come.

I asked curiously, "What about Lori? What would become of her in her next life?" "Lori Levaine owes you too much. She will become a dog and quietly watch over you in your next lives." With that, the ruler of the nether world waved his hand, and I was sent into the cycle of reincarnation.

Or maybe it was because I'd just survived two nightmare worlds in what felt like two days, and my brain was finally catching up to the fact that I was dead and this was my eternity now. Fun times. I was sitting by the window again, watching the fog roll past. Axel was beside me, close enough that our shoulders touched. He hadn't said much since we got back on the bus. None of us had. We were all too busy processing the fact that we'd watched twelve people get erased from existence. Twelve deadies who'd been standing next to us just hours ago. Gone. Like they'd never existed at all. "You okay, newbie?" Axel asked quietly.

I went to the hospital for a checkup and found out I wasn't just showing signs of early menopause; I also had diabetes and high blood pressure. Marcus not only mocked my appearance but also openly brought other women to the villa for the night. I was so furious that I had a stroke and collapsed, begging him to take me to the hospital. Without sparing me a glance, he walked straight into our bedroom with the woman he'd brought home. By the time someone found me the next day, it was too late. I died on the way to the hospital. Now that I'd been given a second chance at life, I was determined to uncover the cause and never let history repeat itself.

“I’d like that.” “You sure?” “Yes. I want to.” They talked a little longer—about small things, about dinner plans they’d never find time for—and when the call ended, the room felt suddenly empty again. She placed the phone beside her on the couch, next to the signed contract. Two different lives, sitting inches apart. The thought settled heavily in her chest. She whispered to the quiet apartment, “It’s just work. Nothing else.” But even to herself, it sounded uncertain.