Dead Or Alive Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Mom blurted out, "And what about you? What about you? You've loved Oscar for years." The whole table was still reeling. They all turned to look at me, expressions impossible to read. I held up the reassignment letter and smiled. "I've accepted a posting from the alliance. I'm transferring to Cero City." Cero City was the crossroads connecting every pack. No alpha ruled it. Only the alliance delegation operated out of there. It was the default location for council summits. It was also the place where Oscar had died trying to save me. In my last life, I'd received the same letter. I turned it down.

"Luna, this is our joint project with Euronia. Study the process. You're coming with me to negotiations next week." I flipped it open. "Va bene." Mamma handed me a cup of warm water. "Don't push yourself. If you don't want this life, I can take care of you forever." "I can handle it, Mamma." I smiled. "If I survived the slums, I can survive this. Especially with you and Papa." I knew one thing. If I wanted freedom from my past, I had to become stronger. Ella Pezzano died in the flames at Costa Estate.

The cold disgust in Kael’s eyes confirmed my suspicion. Before I could even break down, I saw a scene that shattered my heart. My twins ran happily into Sylvia’s arms. They clung to her and called her mother. “My children…my children…” Hearing my broken sobs, Kael laughed softly. “Your children were killed by me on the day they were born. These two are the children Sylvia and I conceived.” He looked down at me from above, a vicious smile appeared on his face. “Sylvia was successfully turned yesterday.You are no longer useful now. So why don’t you die now?”

It had been doing that for weeks now, growing stronger each day. At first, I thought I was losing my mind. That grief had finally broken me. But this felt real. Too real. My wolf stirred restlessly inside me, pacing, agitated. *She’s alive,* he whispered. *Find her. Find our mate.* “She’s dead,” I said out loud. “We buried her.” *No. Feel it. She’s alive.* I pressed my hand against my chest, feeling the pull. It

"You fucking liar, Felicia Cooper! Your brother's dead now because the doctors failed to save him! I hope you spend the rest of your life wallowing in regret!" I cried out in despair, letting out a muffled groan through the thick fabric. Tears streamed down my face. I hated Dylan with every fiber of my being. I swore that I never wanted to see him again if there was an afterlife. The doorlock beeped. The countdown also reached zero. My consciousness faded. As I fell to the ground, the door was pushed open. Dylan walked in with a birthday cake in his hands, his voice light and cheery as he said, "See? I told you that you wouldn't die. You're still alive and kicking, aren't you? Happy b—"

A dead body. ###

I know that magic is just an illusion, a trick. Dusting my clothes, I made my way toward my team. They had now assembled themselves in one place, their eyes still holding surprise, and I could guess that they were waiting for me to explain. The crowds were as silent as a graveyard. They weren't making any of their stupid noises, and I am sure they were still trying to recover from the shock of seeing me again. That made me remember a story in the Bible that our Sunday school teacher told us about. It was the story of a man named Lazarus who was resurrected from the dead. The only difference between us is that I have been dead for two months, or should I say suffering and wandering around an

I say, limping off before either of them can follow. “Forget that,” Caleb says, rushing to my side. “Why won’t you tell me what you are trying to keep us from,” “Caleb, I need you to trust me…” I start but Caleb stops and his eyes turn angry. I turn and see it. Different from what I feared, but equally disturbing and heart-wrenching. A framed photo of post-mortem posed Alpha and Luna. My alpha and Luna. Alpha holds his head in his hands on his chest and Luna, with her eyes, white and bloody dress, lays next to him, her head tilted so the wound that took her life is on full display.