Death Doesn't Discriminate Novels & Stories

“Normal?” She shrugged, rolling onto her side to face me slightly, propping her head on one arm. “Yeah. People die in dumb, random ways. Cars, accidents, stupid mistakes. Happens all the time.” I chewed my lip, trying to wrap my brain around her calmness. How can she be so… detached? I thought. And yet, part of me envied it. I envied the way she could treat death like it was nothing more than a minor inconvenience.

A smear of crimson is on her lips, the drops I forced there with hands that were steadier than my conscience. There's no pulse. No breath. Her eyelashes rest against skin thats already turning pale. She's too still. It's not sleep. It's not unconsciousness. She's gone. I've seen thousands of people dead. Men killed on battlefields. Women burned in sanctuaries. Children thrown into plague pits like discarded clothes. Death doesn't interest me much anymore. This one does. I told myself to walk It's a practical.thought. If the blood doesn't work, the problem solves itself. If it takes hold, distance will keep judgment from clouding what needs to be done.

"You'll say anything, won't you? "And on top of that, Scarlett was busy working. You're trying to pin this on her? "Are you even human?" Seth chimed in as well. "Exactly. We don't even know if this person actually died or not, and yet he's pulling this stunt to scare everyone."

“Do you ever get scared?” “No.” He didn’t have to consider the question for more than a second to know how he felt about it. “Death is just another part of life. It comes for us all in the end.” “But most people aren’t shot dead in a restaurant…or stuffed in an oil drum.” “Whether you’re stuffed in an oil drum or buried in the cemetery, it doesn’t change the fact that you’re dead. And the manner in which you died doesn’t make a difference either. At least not to me.”

“You destroyed him…he’s surrounded by death.” “You think he’s adverse to death? He isn’t. Sometimes, death is the ultimate kindness, and Declan have helped many people cross over, even outright killed them if that was all he could offer, and he is at peace with it, because he knew he put them out of their misery. It’s the suffering he can’t handle, but a death like Mary’s...even then, if he wasn’t connected to her so profoundly and for so long, it wouldn’t have hurt him nearly as much.”

Someone's POV ‘Death, an irreversible cessation of all vital functions a human body has. A permanent stoppage of the heart's beat. Sighing of last breath. Not being able to wake up the next morning. Unable to see how the sun rose. A reality humans fear to encounter; poor souls.’ Elle yawned as she thought to herself, tapping the table, boredly staring nowhere. From time to time, her eyes would caught a glimpse of the doctor who was scrolling on her background profile.

Struggles to find a drug that can heal Nathan and keep him alive, but in the end it is the drug that leads to his death. "Death is something that we all experience for sure. All living beings will death, right, Sam? however, even though we know that we will all die, it doesn't mean we can't do anything to survive. We can only try, nothing more, that's why we must not give up and despair because a miracle will surely come." ***

Punch is who I am and who I’ll always be. “So if it’s all right with my Alpha, I guess I need to add a third Blood Card. Hugo Casillas. For the crimes of shooting Kent “Chunk” Larson, aiding and abetting if not outright killing your own brother just to set me up… Making babies you had no intention of raising, and generally being a shit example of what a shifter should be, I hereby sentence you to death. Oh and Reeve uh… Whatever your name is, I can’t even imagine how many people you’ve killed so, you’re just fucked. You’re on our territory which makes me your judge, jury and executioner,” I say, shrugging as Doze laughs.

I don't see the issue. Aria's expression darkened, and she shot me a venomous glare, clearly taken aback by my articulate defense. Melissa, however, was the one to step in. "Noelle, don't be too hard on Mrs. Scott. She's just following our local custom. When someone dies, we keep them at the funeral home for a few days. It gives everyone a chance to pay their respects before the burial." Aria quickly nodded. "Exactly, now let's put my son to rest. Melissa always makes sense."

She wept and said, "I am her mother, but I chose someone else over her. She must be so disappointed in me. "I think karma is coming back to me now. I've not long to live. I'll be joining her in death soon." "Stop talking nonsense. I spent a fortune searching for compatible bone marrow. There are so many people in the world. "There's definitely someone compatible. Don't give up." Chloe hugged Chris tightly and said, "I'm not afraid of dying. I just don't want to leave you alone in this world. "We wasted so much of our lives away from each other. Why is fate so cruel to us?"