Death Is My Bff Novels & Stories

Text from Amon: How are‌ you feeling? Like death​, I t​ype​ bac​k. B‌ut the good kind.‌ Is there⁠ a g​ood kind o​f dea⁠th​? I stare at his ques‍t‍i‍on. For a famil⁠y like ou‌rs,‌ death isn’t abstract a​nymore. It’s Ayana’s empty room. It’s the graves we visit every Sunday. Wro‍ng choice of word⁠s, I correc​t. I f⁠ee​l terrible but hap​py abo‌ut‍ it.

But I can't blame anyone right now. "She's dead." The nurse adds. _________ SFTC: I Love You - Alex & Sierra

If I die then everything will be finished. I will find peace. My eyes slowly close as my mind goes blank. It felt nice to die. Finally…..I could… meet…my……

“You’ll figure it out. You’re smart. You should go back to your familiar. She needs you, and so does your daughter. I wish I could tell you more, but I don’t want to piss Fate off. That wouldn't do any of us good. He's moodier than a teenage female on her monthly with her face covered in acne.” I chuckle at his words. He’s not wrong. I’ve met all of the Five, and Fate is a moody fucker. “Thank you for telling me what you did. I don't want you to piss Fate off. Somehow that will come back to bite me in the ass.” Death now chuckles, and for once, we are bonding like a father and son should be. Strange, but not bad.

Such a long time but still I needed my best friend back. We sat for some uncomfortable minutes when I decided to pop up the silence bubble, "You know me, Dhruv. I was your best friend." I hated on how he always denied our friendship. He chuckled deeply, "My best friend is dead." He stood up from his seat and went away of the office like he couldn't handle being near me anymore. Dead. I was dead to him. He was right. Sanchi Talwar from his childhood was dead. I killed her.

Cindy Chase was my best friend and my college roommate. She claimed to be my closest friend but often threw me under the bus for things that were her own fault. When I got a call from her husband, Shaun Cross, my first instinct was to touch my ribs—I was still alive! What a blessing.

I nodded, clinging tighter, my screams echoing silently in my mind. Death, they say, is inevitable…. But in some happenstances, we embrace this cold but relieving indomitable. Sensualizing its finality and basking in its advances. For the taken, death is bliss. For the left behind, death is loss. Thank you all…. This episode is dedicated to my dad… may his soul rest in peace…. It’s my life experience and how I felt.

She’s one of them. I unlock his phone and tap on the video. A familiar face appears on the screen. I play it the first time without understanding a word that leaves Ashley Greene’s lips. But the second time, I understand that one of the co-founder of the popular rant app is dead. A relieved breath leaves my lips. I shouldn’t be glad her best friend is dead, but thank God it’s not Cathy. Fuck. I rake a hand through my hair. Wait, her best friend is dead.

but it’s too late the weird thing about this is that you can see your body inside the coffin, then it is even weirder when you attend your own funeral I can see my friends crying, my former classmates, and finally, my ex over there crying because of my loss “John Carl why did you die suddenly? I will help you rank up on Mobile Legends, right!?”-David (crying) I’m stronger than you! “Poor you. I know stupid people like you die easily but it’s too early.” - Phil “Sorry !!! sorry John Carl !! I know you were hurt when I turned you down but I hope you let me apologize first!!- Dessa (crying)

I see my best friend Troy and I see the heartbroken look that's spread across his face. "It's ok sweet cheeks." I chuckle out to him and for a brief second, he smiles at me before he's yanked away from me by two warriors. I take one last look at my dad's lifeless body on the ground before I close my eyes and get ready to welcome death... Finally, I'll be free... "GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF MY MATE OR I'LL RIP YOUR FUCKING THROAT OUT!"