Book Where The Main Character Dies Novels & Stories

But he indulged himself too much to notice someone else’s presence in the store. He had read a lot of romance books before, even though he doesn’t like them much at first glance, but after reading a few pages, he somehow finds himself in that world in the character’s heart. Most romance he read had some similar trope. This book had one too, but it’s somehow twisted. The main protagonist of this story had to endure so much pain, so much rejections and suspicion until their love bloomed. But these main characters weren’t the ones he was reading for, the supporting character was the one who made his heartache. One character, Ken, died in the later chapters. He was almost done with this book, wh

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

Nothing but dust, endless, endless dust and a very broken girl. Madeline smiled judging by the prologue, the book just screamed please read me and she was going to and you should too. "Who are you..Death?..." The mc asked as she closed at the person dressed in a ragged black coat. "Sometimes but not today..." Madeline closed the book, taking a deep breath, this was her reaction whenever she read a good line. "It's like I'm transported into the book.." Madeline opened the book again and continued reading, somehow she found her way back to her room.

I couldnt help but touch the red words as they slowly filled up the page. 'The book of ultimate power and creation.' Read in big bold letters. Along with every single warning of this book. Just because I could never die didnt mean I couldnt become the slave to love that I knew Alexander wanted. I slowly turned the page completly ignoring the warnings and skimmed my finger down the table of contents. My eyes trailed to the end on their own accord. Unfortunately only one section worked on me and that was the very last one. There was no way to kill me, that I knew for a fact but still I turned the pages to the end of the book so I could just skim throught it. The first page had me closing my ey

⁠ Some pages hold only a si‍ngle sentence‌, but⁠ the‌y hit harder th‌an anything e⁠lse. She wr‍ites about w‍anting to die and prayi‌ng for it. Bel‍ievi‍ng death is the⁠ o‍nly way she will e‍ver be free. I reach into my jacket and pull out my flask, un‌screwing the‍ cap with stiff fi‌ngers. The bu‍rn of the alcohol is the only‌ thing that keeps⁠ me from s‍lamming‍ the book shut right then but the⁠re are too many pages.

Nixon just gazed through Victoria without even a tiny regret in his eyes and then left. I threw the book after reading the last chapter out of frustration. Argh! I heard that this story ‘Roses & Thorns’ was good, so I read it, but I’m not convinced. What’s good with the main leads having happily ever after, while the antagonist died? I can’t accept what happened to the antagonist. She doesn’t deserve it. Ugh! It boils my blood.

“Sure thing, sweetie. I’ll bring it right up.” “Thanks Etsu.” “No problem, kiddo. And the tarts on the house.” As Etsu walked over to serve the other guy Caitlynn reached into her bag and pulled out her book. For today it was The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. She turned to her bookmark, slipped it out and began reading from page 193. Her gaze swept across the pages, dark brown eyes drinking in every word in the tale told by Death. She loved this book because the characters intrigued her, most specifically the main protagonist, Liesel.

"Why is my life so tragic? After I die, my property will be donated to an orphanage because there is no one in my life" .. . ...... Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

We have an old rule in our town. Any family with twins must choose one to make an example out of. That is the way to discipline one’s children and ensure they grow up well. Born four minutes before my brother, I became that example. When my brother snuck out to swim in the river, Mom didn’t scold him. Instead, she pressed my head into the river again and again. She finally stopped when my brother cried, yelling that he would never go to the river again. When my brother forgot to switch on the rice cooker, Mom came back home from work only to realize that the rice was still uncooked in the pot. She then served me two bowls of uncooked rice. “Finish them and don’t leave a single grain be

Hey y'all I first have to say forgive me for killing of Malayah. Since the beginning I knew one of them would die and as the story developed and Malayah become the headstrong and rebellious one. I felt she would be the one to get herself into trouble resulting in her death.