Death In Love Novels & Stories

He roared, "Clarisse, Clarisse, I'm sorry! I love you... I heard that people become ghosts after death. You should come back to see or claim my life! Don't hide. I know you're here. Show up and let me take a look... I'm sorry. I'm sorry..." At the end of his sentence, he kept slapping his face, his eyes red like a trapped beast. He finally said he loved me, but it was after I died. However, it was too late, Connor. He got exhausted from crying and lay on the bed with my ashes. The next day, he went to the police station and resigned as a forensic doctor. Then, I watched him live like a zombie. He stayed at home every day. Besides doing chores, he held my urn. I floated aside with a frown and

I bit my lip and sighed. "I just exist for death, I can kill but rarely do, it's very difficult to explain but I know how everyone will leave this existence except for you, I only know when you won't perish because you're my soulmate," I mumbled softly. He eyed me questionably and glanced out the window, avoiding my eyes. He exhaled harshly and leaned back against the seat. "Alright Sebastian, you're Death and my soulmate. Does that make me Life," he asked curiously. I bit my lip and chuckled, it couldn't be that simple, I highly doubted that. I side eyed him and grinned.

And even more mercifully, there wouldn't be a next life. I had once given everything just to experience a spark of true, unconditional love, but in the end, love was the very thing that drove me to my death. A tragic life like this was only worth living once.

I tried to switch off the Tv when I heard a name I had heard the last few days too well. "… The president of the JS $ Events, Jane Smith, has been involved in a vital accident leading to her death and that of her newborn son. The police have confirmed that it was not an accident but planned murder. One of the vehicles was sprayed with bullets killing all the people inside. The government has taken over the case, is looking into it, and promises to get to the bottom of it… Susa…" I couldn't breathe... My mind stopped working. I may have forgotten things, but that did not mean my feelings were wrong. I knew I was wrong.

He was just scared that my death would bring him trouble. “Susan, why did you take such a small thing to heart?” Suddenly, he glared at me. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you? You want to use your death to take revenge on me. You’re so cruel. You’re using this method to make me unable to forget you, aren’t you?” Forget it. I squatted down and hugged my knees. My heart felt empty. I was already dead. I should not be looking forward to anything at all.

She pulled me down beside her on the narrow bed, tucking herself against me like she'd done countless times, her head on my chest, arm draped across my waist. "Talk when you're ready," she murmured. "Or don't. I'm here either way." That's when it hit me, the full, crushing reality. My father was dead. By his own hand. The last words he'd ever write to me were on that pathetic fucking note, as inadequate as every conversation we'd never had.... "He didn't even say he loved me" I whispered, the words ripping from me like they were barbed. "Nineteen years, and he couldn't even write that he loved me in his fucking suicide note."

“She believed me so easily when I pretended to be sick and pitiful. She never even suspected that I was lying when I said I loved her. Why should you be afraid of such a stupid woman? Who knows how she got to be the president of a company? “She’s just been in a mood lately. She got into a temper with me and accused me of only caring about her for her company. She doesn’t even wonder who the hell would be interested in her if not for her company! Only Clinton would love someone like her! “But she caused his parents’ death! If Clinton were still alive, he would hate Alyse!”

He says breaking the hug and looking into my eyes. "Just be with me till my last breath."I say with moist eyes but my words had reverse effect on him from what I expected.His grey eyes turn blue.Its not good.He grips me tightly. "Don't....don't ever..talk..like..that okay.You won't leave me ever."His voice shakes as he speaks and hugs me again. Death is the ultimate truth but he isn't ready to accept a simple truth.He loves me to this extent.I smile seeing the amount of love in his eyes.The ocean seems very tiny in the comparison of the depth of his love.

She said it again. I locked my eyes with her, searching for any hint of passion or remorse, but it was all cavity. I feel my heart breaking into a thousand pieces. The person I grew to love and know as a mother is now opposing me. No wonder my dad always said she married my mom not out of love, but because he didn't have any choice. Now I was stuck between two hard decisions. Should I release the nectar for them to save my friends, or try to fight my way out?

As the rain continued to pour down heavily, Everly thought back to the dreadful night in the past and to the one moment when she met the unexpected event that led to her current situation. Before he closed his eyes for the final time, he smiled and said, "Everly, my love... Don't cry for me. Always remember that I love you, now and forever. If there's a next life, I will still love it. Goodbye, my love." Soon he slipped away into his endless sleep, surrounded by the darkness of the trees and the cries of his beloved Everly. Deep aches cascaded in her heart as she watched him die in her arms. She tried waking him up again but he wasn't opening his eyes.