Dead Or Alive Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Please tell me that he is alive, and I was just having a bad dream. She sighs. “Alpha Kai died on the battlefield. He has been buried,” she replies. I grip my dress tightly, letting out a shaky breath that I've been holding. My throat clogs and throbs painfully as reality dawns on me. My eyes brim with tears. “He's dead. He's really gone forever,” I mumble as I burst into tears. I can literally see my life crashing before me like a pack of cards. I placed my head on my thighs and covered my face as my body shook with sobs. What am I going to do now? My life, my plans, my dreams, everything is gone along with him. I subconsciously place my hand on my stomach. Am I going to have a child alone

Alaric turns to her, shocked. “Sorry, but mortal? Every time you mention something else, it just makes me laugh and think this is crazy and that I must be in some sort of movie.” She looks at him, realisation hitting her. “I’m dead, aren’t I? That night I thought was bitten, I was, but I died, didn’t I? This is just one long dream.” Alaric laughs, his body shaking with humour. “Oh, honey, you’re far from dead. You’re staying away from everywhere I said, right? No wandering the streets after dark?”

It laughed so hard that even some of the crying stopped — people freezing mid-sob, stunned by the sheer insanity of the sound. I could feel it vibrating through my chest, every note cutting through my ribs. When it finally stopped, it wiped an invisible tear from the corner of its eye and said, still chuckling, “Have you forgotten?” Its grin twisted. “You’re also dead.” The man’s mouth fell open. “W-what?” he whispered, barely audible. The Game Master leaned down until their foreheads almost touched. “Dead,” it repeated, dragging the word out like a lover’s whisper. “Every single one of you. Including you. You died. You’re not alive.”

I instinctively curled up, trembling as blood poured from my lips. In the moments before total unconsciousness claimed me, I perceived the skepticism in Carl's eyes dissolve, twisting into outright terror. I then heard his voice echo toward me, growing clearer. "You're not allowed to die without my permission, Aria! You'll stay alive to atone for your sins!" I doubted I would ever have the chance to complete the requested atonement, as I was certain my life would end in just two more days.

His voice was low and clear as he announced, "He has been dead for over three days. The body shows clear signs of postmortem lividity and early bloating. The victim appears to have died from mechanical suffocation." Hearing the words "dead for over three days", Dad reeled. The color drained from his face instantly, leaving him as pale as a sheet of paper. When an officer pulled back the white cloth covering my face for identification, Dad finally got a clear look at my swollen, distorted features, mottled with dark purple spots. He could no longer explain it away as paint or a tantrum. The next second, he doubled over against the wall, dry-heaving violently as if he were going to throw up hi

The present Janelle’s POV My grandmother always told me secrets are like zombies, they always come back to hunt you. I guess that may be the case for me right now. “I never saw him again.” My best friend May chuckles. “You sound like you’re talking about a ghost, Jane.” I flip through the medical file lying on my office desk, studying my patient’s chart. Ten years later, I’m no longer the fifteen-year-old naive girl from my flashback, though I still very much hate Truce King. I’m a successful neurosurgeon, wealthy enough, and I’m living my best life with my best friend, May and my sister Bella.

Light pokes in through the shutters and I stretch as a satisfying yawn rolls off my lips. A restful, satisfying sleep. Then it hit me…my conversation with dad last night. Austin (not going to call him Alpha) wants me to be his Luna. Also while he has a girlfriend?! He really has gone off his rocker. He has a mate out there somewhere. I have a mate out there somewhere. There is no way the Alphas will agree to this. My 18th birthday isn’t for another two months. Austin is 18 himself so he would know if we were mates by now and his lack of self-control I highly doubt he’d keep that a secret this long. I’d expect him to tell me the very instant and have already demanded I move in with him. Given

I am dead…. ****

You have no right to be alive! @Death Wish