Death Doesn't Discriminate Novels & Stories

I dіdn't tаlk tо dеаth; it wаѕ mоrе lіkе telepathy. Dеаth аlwауѕ dеmаndѕ his duе. Clаrеttе, my оnе root beer саndу gіrl оffеrеd tо рау Dеаth'ѕ duе. Then my ѕwееt Rоѕе, ѕесоnd, аnd thеn fіnаllу I offered tо pay. We аrе nо lоngеr еmраthіс. The circle іѕ dоrmаnt again. It is said thаt Death is wіthоut compromise. He is after аll раrt оf thе natural оrdеr оf thіngѕ, аѕ іѕ Chronos

Yes, we cry blood; some stories get that part right. We can also die. There is no special way to kill us, no magical ritual or special tactics needed. We heal frighteningly fast, but if something kills us quickly enough, we don't have time to repair ourselves. That's why we're usually dispatched with a strike to the heart or blow to the head. Fire also does a number on us, overwhelming our systems so thoroughly that we don't know how to fix it. Sunlight won't kill us, but it does, like Stoker said, take our powers away. Also, when we do meet our final curtain, we don't become dust, or revert to our “true” age, or burst into flames. Nothing fantastic and cinematic-like that occurs at all. We

true death has occurred. . . ……

“Miss Sanders, do you think that when someone dies, they disappear completely? That all of their struggles are finally over?” Sarah took a moment to carefully choose her words before responding, her voice soft yet firm. “Where did you get the idea that death equals relief?” “Everyone says so. The internet too…” the student murmured. Sarah’s voice remained soft, but there was a firm steadiness beneath it. “No one has ever experienced death and come back to tell us about it. The dead don’t speak. If no one can describe what happens after we die, then death is an unknown—like Schrödinger’s cat. Until the mystery is revealed, no one knows the answer. And once it is, who can say whether the cat i

Door. Don't look back. Stop looking back. "I always thought it was so sad when people said that death didn't just mean you dying but it meant every person you have ever been dying, the child you were when you were 5 and the teenager you had been at 16, the man you could have become at 30."

Oliver ordered him, but it didn't break him. "I...I can't..." He replied hesitantly. He loved his business more than his life and didn't want all those dark secrets to come out, for they could destroy everything. "I'm asking one last time... WHO IS IT!!?" Oliver lost his temper. The man on the gunpoint stayed quiet and didn't even move a little. He lowered his head and just waited for his death. "Sorry then..." Oliver said one last time before he pulled the trigger. The bullet went into his head, causing immediate death. Oliver didn't even flinch or have a disturbed expression on his face after killing that guy.

The fresh wind blew, leaving a smile on his face. "Isn't it great to just stare at the clear sky all day? To worry about nothing else but the possibility that it would rain all of a sudden." "It is not a Friday night. Why have you come all of a sudden? And in front of everyone! You know how scary it is just to see you?" "Beats me!" Of all creature, of course Nisemono understands how scary the Angel of Death is. Even though that man always put a sweet innocent smile, it can change within a blink of an eye. That's why, he will never do the mistake the Lost Boy had committed.

They spent their entire lives as teacher, only to be publicly shamed for failing to raise me properly. They both died of heart attacks at home, and their bodies were only found when the smell became unbearable. But even as I was bullied to death in prison, I could not understand why Lily suddenly killed herself. Why was Jayden's body covered in bruises? In this second life, I was determined to find out what really happened.

"I'm taking my brother home." The comments began popping up again. "Am I the only one who thinks Daniel's life has been tragic? Even if the three female leads love him, the damage they caused is real." "I agree. Their attempts to make up for it came way too late." "What more do you want? The female leads already love him a lot!" I watched Elena and the others coldly. Then I heard the system's voice. "Host detected as deceased. Do you wish to be transported back to your own world?"

Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'