Novel & Cerita Book Of Life Death

I dimmed the kill lights in my eyes and made a good impression of trying to hide behind Sal as if unsure of myself. Will continue in Part 4: The Life Rebirth

Life couldn’t have been better. Despite that, I couldn’t help but wonder what the rest of the Duttons were up to. I knew that as long as they didn’t find a body, they wouldn’t declare a death. This led to endless speculation in society about whether the two of us were truly dead. Rumors and gossip spread everywhere, but I remained unmoved. Every day, I soaked up the sun, watched handsome men by the sea, and lived a life of pure indulgence. After half a year, though, I started to get a little bored.

The next day, Caitlin and Kathryn went back to Creeksville on their mother’s order to find the girl’s family and see what the people are up to and while Kathryn won’t stop talking, Caitlin’s mind drifted back to the two priests she saw yesterday and what she overheard. The priest, Aiden, had referred to them as demons taking the form of humans and he had said they will be responsible for the end of the world. It was not as if it has never crossed her mind about the dangers lurking because of the other Covens, especially the Lifeblood Coven that is ruled by Aamon. At least, he was the reason for the different Covens they have now after the death of Lady Renee, the human wife of Lord Dante. Bu

Sam went pale and I shook my head. “A, you can’t just up and say shit like that.” She shrugged. “Why not? It’s true. I’m not going to sugar coat it for you pansies.” Aelia took a sip. “Death is as much as part of our lives as life is. We are in a circle. I was born from the goddess and I will return to her. If we are so ready to celebrate a life entering this world, then we need to also celebrate one’s leaving it.”

The grand Empress sighed a heavy breath and closed off the book. It had been a complete day since she was engrossed into the book and had finished only one life. The book was entitled as “7 days and 7 lives” which meant that there were still 6 pending for her to come across. She was already baffled and emotionally unstable at the moment witnessing all the Chaos that Trinity had been through all her life which had been engraved on the muffled pages of that heavenly book.

"What kind of book is that?" "It's something that was made long before any of you existed. The Libro Vitae was made by a very powerful demon who created it in the Underworld. He works with all the dark creatures and uses all of their magic to create it along with another powerful being. It is enchanted, with dark magic. It holds all that is written for the future. Prophecies of the future that have yet to come true, ones that are in the works, and all of the ones that have already happened. It can tell anyone what their life will become if they are wealthy, find love, how they die. This is a very dangerous book. If it fell into the wrong hands, they could destroy us all. But it also comes wi

“He was with someone else's house. I never cared what had happened to him.” “This someone you are talking about, did he know?” Maybe he was living under his brother’s roof? “She died after he left.” She? “Did he kill her?” “No. She died out of misery.” Drayce laughs at the last words. “Really? A goddess who died from loneliness. It’s my first time to have heard about that.” Kurai smirks. “Who told you she was a goddess?” “What? Is she a monster or a demon?” Drayce grimace at the thought.

She must have sensed his fury. “What are you doing out here in the river Styx? Don’t you know you could have DIED?” He held her arms and shook her. For gods and demigods, going in the river Styx does not affect them in any way. But for mortals, the river Styx is deadly. It absorbs the life force of the human until it becomes lifeless. “That would be better than not trying to escape!” She countered. “Why would you even escape?” “You do not understand.”

Giselle looked at the man not knowing why she was here. Uzair raised his hand and a book appeared. He opened it and started ready loudly. "F i r s t... l i f e. H e a l e r... n i g h t... j a s m i n e ... a n d... d i e d... i n... t h e... h a n d s... o f... w o l f... s p i r i t. S e c o n d... l i f e.

The quieting is this. No separation. The life lives. The life dies. The birth cries. The death sighs. All within this. None apart from this. The living is this. The dying is this. The crying is this. The sighing is this. No separation. The light that is. The love that is. The being that is. The living that is. The dying that is. The birthing that is. The deathing that is. Only this. The story of the cursed wolf was this.