Date Alive Novels & Stories

There was no need to repeat the same course in different colleges but still, Charlotte had to be a student in order to survive safely. After completing the office work, she looked at the date “2nd March”, the date of Alpha Eric’s marriage. There were still five months in her 100th birthday, but every year, she celebrated this day as her birthday. Alpha Eric was literally the biggest lesson of life, resulting in the brand new version of Charlotte. It was funny that her appearance also changed naturally with the passage of time. No matter how much she ate ow, her weight never increased from 55 kgs. Perhaps, it was the part of puberty.

I can actually hear Caleb smiling. “That is in two and a half months,” I say, looking at the calendar. “So, are you excited for Monday?” He asks about my birthday. “I mean, I guess. But this is the best present. Alicia will finally be dead. Am I bad for wanting to get married in the garden on March 28th?” I chuckle.

Jones asked, rising from the couch. "Well, I have a tumor and I have only two months to live, actually sixty days to be precise," Damien revealed, attempting to laugh off the heaviness of the news. "Oh my God!" Adaline gasped in shock, her hands flying over her mouth. "What?" Jones's eyes widened in equal shock. "I guess that Elise and I are just a tragic couple. Fate seems to think that we don't deserve long-lasting happiness' " Damien said with a wry smile.

That's why I'm going to have a sit-down and see whether I want to deal or not. I wondered what it would be like, to focus on something else for once. To look forward to living when I'd been so hellbent on dying. Knowing that you'd lived past the day you thought you were going to be dead is an odd feeling. It doesn't feel so much like borrowed time but a rebirth.

"Exactly! Nathan, what kind of attitude is that? You should apologize to Lettie right now. If you weren't shamelessly chasing after Lettie every day, she wouldn't even bother with you." I was rather speechless. "It's my banquet, and anyone who's unhappy is free to leave. As for my marriage, it'll be announced at my grandpa's 80th birthday celebration next month. Since it has nothing to do with you, I won't trouble you to worry about it." Though I intended to marry Sophia Sterling in this lifetime, I hadn't asked for her opinion yet. Even though she was different in my previous life... I couldn't rashly announce anything here just yet.

I can’t remember the rest of the words but that part is really catchy. Silence. Then: Are you drunk? Absolutely not. (She was definitely still tipsy.) Selene, it’s midnight. Is it? Time is weird. Did you know that wolves can live for like two hundred years? That’s so many birthdays. Do you celebrate birthdays? What do you even get someone who’s been alive that long? “Sorry you’re ancient, here’s a card”? Are you having a medical emergency? I’m just chatting. Do you not know how to chat? Is that a skill you lost along with your sense of humor?

“Just tell me.” “It’s September,” she uttered carefully, observing my features. “The thirteenth.” My fingers clenched into the bedsheets. “And the year?” I asked. She smiled faintly, indulgent. “It's 2018, of course.” The room suddenly felt too big. Seven years ago. This means Lucy Hale was still alive. My chest tightened painfully, breath hitching as the truth settled in. My eyes sting with warmth, though I blink as quickly. I didn’t understand how this had happened.

She got up and gave me a hug. "It's all over. Live for yourself from now on." It was something so simple, even an outsider understood. And yet, it had taken me six whole years to finally wake up. Fortunately, it still wasn't too late.

My best friend still has a chance to live. "Lay, I'm dying. I'm on the 5th stage of this disease." Stacey placed his hand on her heart. I remembered that! She told me that she's on the last stage of this disease. This is the reason of her sudden weight loss. "Oh, God." I covered my mouth using my hands. "I'm taking care of this, so you could use it. Promise me, that you'll take care of it." "No! Stacey, stop this! Please. You'll be okay. There's a bright future waiting for you. I don't want it, Stace. Please."

It is just another ordinary day for almost everyone, but it is different for Alice Meyers. Today, December 21, 2023, is her eighteenth birthday. She can finally move out of her parent's house and live on her own. Having saved enough money through part-time jobs as a commercial model and an extra in various movies, Alice feels a sense of independence. However, she doesn’t have many real friends—just acquaintances or people who want to be close to her, but she keeps them at arm's length.