Book Life After Death Novels & Stories

I take out my copy of The Tibetan Book of the Dead and try to focus on it while keeping one ear peeled for the chimes tied to the door, wondering how long it will take before Sammy Fong comes in singing a different tune. They don’t have coffee so I settle for tea, hoping it has enough caffeine to help me plough through the rest of the introduction. From what I can glean, the book is unique among religious guides to the afterlife. Meant to be read to a dying person, the prayers in its pages are designed to wake the untethered consciousness up and remind it that the visions it’s experiencing of the peaceful and wrathful deities are actually illusions with no inherent existence. If the dying pe

"Good." Then Silas shouted from farther up the shore. "Luna!" She turned. He was standing beside the ancient book. It had opened itself on the ice. Pages were turning rapidly, one after another: Memory. Severance. Fire. Cold. Life. Death. Every paired symbol appeared, then vanished. Finally, the book reached its last page. Blank. Luna approached. Writing appeared, only one sentence. She read it aloud. "Nothing remains inherited forever." Darius came beside her. "That sounds suspiciously like an ending."

“Now then, I’ll be going back now, I’ll be seeing you more from now on.” Bathala suddenly vanished and leaving Cillian alone with a flustered face, he now just realizes the amount of fun he’ll be experiencing from now on. “I didn’t know that from having to go on a trip back to our old house that I’ll be able to have a special encounter that will forever change my life. I’ll start exploring and enjoy this new chapter of my life to the fullest!” Chapter one ends~ to be continued

“The Elders have been keeping things from us for too long. They can never be trusted anymore. I decided to act on my own and with Kyle, I was able to get the witch to speak yesterday. There is a sacred book written by the Fathers of the early church after the time of the witch trials. It talks about a prophecy that will bring an end to our immortality.” Gasps filled the air and murmurs soon arose in the room. It was obvious that none of them can accept it. “But the good news is,” Aamon brought back their attention, “our immortality will never be taken from us. The Blackburn whom we just discovered to be alive are now all dead for good because it was written that one of them would be the end

But now that I heard her voice, a prickling sensation ran through me. What was going on? ‘You’re in between,’ she told me. ‘In between what?’ I asked. ‘In between death and the afterlife. This is death, Eden. This space. This is the space between life and the afterlife.’ ‘What is that?’ I asked, pointing to the white abyss. ‘That’s the afterlife,’ she said. ‘And any moment now, you’ll be pulled into the abyss. That’s where your afterlife awaits you.’ I looked to the white abyss. ‘But that’s where the others went,’ I said, confused.

Peter said as she smiled. "That's my man" she said as she took the phone from Elena. "I need a book. I'm gonna decipher it on a book. I'm too scared to read it out. What's written there is scary. I'll write it on a book and give it to you guys. I think that book came from hell" Bonnie said as Laura brought a book from her bag and handled it to her. "Bonnie, what's the meaning of In libro de morte?" Elena asked remembering when Laura's grandpa told them about a book like that and they saw that same name on sarah's journal.

he took my head on his shoulder and I leaned closer to my twin. “There are things that take long before it goes away, you know that,” “And for each one that went away has at least something for you. those scars will forever remind you of the battles you’ve won,” he said slowly but his eyes never left the ocean. “You have the time of yours. Take it slow Asmara.” Afterlives are something that some people hold in their hearts a glimpse of hope that they keep with them. They believe that in another life their loved ones will find their way back and happily ever after will follow. I hope those were true. Perhaps it was love that made people believe in such.

That's why he said, "Why not? That person also died once like you, then their family members did the same as your mother. Easy!" "No, it can't be. Do think it's a common ritual? Therefore, a lot of soul extractors would have roamed everywhere nowadays. After I acquired this power, I made a contact with my dead mother. She said only she knows this method but it was against nature so his mother's soul never got a chance to reincarnate. Her soul will burn again and again in hell. My mother mistakenly found a book below a cave after reading it she burns the book. The book belongs to Lucifer. He makes a perfect plan of getting more souls for the hellfire, and chaos for heaven. If every wizard and

They'd read 9 Lives, 10 Circles, and been tested on it. He wished he had a copy right now. It was a fiction book about one tom's attempt to gain an audience with the Black Devil. It read like a tour guide of the Underworld, down to the minutest detail, when it didn't go into the scratchings of the main character's slowly twisting mind.

Zoe stared at the book, her fingers hovering over its worn cover, tracing the cracks in the leather and the faint symbols etched into its spine. It felt… alive. Not in a way she could explain, but there was something ancient about it—something that pulsed beneath the surface, waiting to be uncovered. The Book of Life, her heart raced, every answer she had been searching for… could be inside.