Death Is My Bff Novels & Stories

For character sketches and aesthetics, Follow me on I*******m as agni_aastha Them song-song-No time to die by Billie elish should've known I'd leave alone Just goes to show That the blood you bleed Is just the blood you owe We were a pair But I saw you there Too much to bear You were my life But life is far away from fair Was I stupid to love you? Was I reckless to help? Was it obvious to everybody else That I'd fallen for a lie? You were never on my side Fool me once, fool me twice Are you death or paradise? Now you'll never see me cry There's just no time to die I let it burn You're no longer my concern Faces from my past return Another lesson yet to learn Axel: I couldn't express my pride

#JUST_BEST_FRIENDS Author: Sam Freddy CHAPTER 42: GOODBYE. — — — It is said that just before one dies, their whole life flashes before their very eyes, and that was almost the case for Yomi tonight. He should've died after taking that pill, but somehow, he opened his eyes and found himself on a sick bed, right next to his friends who surrounded him with gloomy faces.

Briella POV Death is simple. No one to tell you how to act, how to behave. No one to tell you what you shouldn’t wear or how to talk. No one tells you how you should be living or how important it is to live up to a certain standard. The darkness around me is peaceful, calming. I don’t feel like I’m going to burst into a million pieces or worry I’m going to kill anyone I care about. That peace didn’t last long though.

Hopeless to call on Dean, it'd only distract him. You know how people say, you only know what you have when you lose it? I guess, it was then I appreciated the friendship with Dean. My life back on earth, everything. I could remember Dean licking ice cream for the first time as it fell on his shirt and he licked it. Said, nothing this delicious should go to waste. I laughed, but no sound came out. It was funny, being in front of death yet only happy memories I thought about. Life is funny like that, you only remember the best, when you're faced with the worst case scenario. You laugh out loud when you're dying, not because you're happy, but because death is comical.

He said. I felt like my heart filled with fear, I could feel it all over my body. “Death…” Peace called and Death looked at her then looked back at me. “If I were you I would go now, you might not see even just his body. I told them to cremate him---” “F*ck you.” I said and ran to the man car. Peace Ellis-Spencer POV “Death…” I called him as I saw the scare in Blood’s face. Death turns to look at me and wink at me and that’s I understand that he is just playing with him. After Death said something after Blood rushed towards his car that made me smile, no matter how he denied It and hid it---he still cares about him.

Melody looked at Zach dotingly like a woman in love. Zach sure had his way with words. He could easily console Melody with just a few words. I did not listen to the rest of their conversation. My mind was only engrossed in one thing. No wonder Brandon did not like me—he was Melody's husband. I had to give it to Melody. She had an affair right under Brandon's nose, even when they worked together. I wondered what had happened to Brandon after my death in my past life. Then, an idea came to me. I was delighted.

There, right beside my husband Brandon in the photo, was my so-called best friend, Melissa. … Snapping out of it, I stared at Melissa's two-faced expression. She must have known about the lottery win by then. They had probably plotted the whole thing, faking his death to pocket the cash. "Noelle, don't take it so hard. You're already unwell. What if Brandon's death makes you worse?" I shrugged off Melissa's hand and asked with eerie calm, "Where's Brandon's body? I want to see him." Melissa blinked, thrown off by my composure. "In the ward," she stammered.

Blood pooled beneath me, warm and sticky, soaking into the earth. I stared up at Marcus and Damon, standing frozen above me like statues. My brother's face was stone, but I could see tears reflecting in his eyes. Damon looked like he might be sick. This was how I died. Not in battle, not protecting my pack, not in some glorious way that would make my parents proud. I died betrayed by the two people I loved most in the world, sold like livestock to creatures I'd never even seen. The last thing I saw before the darkness took me was Marcus turning away, unable to watch me take my final breath.

I could not even remember how. At the very least, I should thank him for serving as our first lab rat and providing such valuable data. … That night, the hospital informed me that he had killed himself shortly after I left by drinking a bottle of sanitizer. They pronounced him dead soon after. I gave a noncommittal "mm-hmm" and told the hospital to handle the body. His funeral was simple: no ceremony, no pomp, no ritual, not even a single guest. I watched as they lowered him into the grave. At last, it was over.

Jess’s POV I stood frozen, watching as my best friend was lowered six feet into the cold, unyielding ground. My emotions got the better of me, and I couldn’t hold it back anymore. The weight of my grief pressed against my chest, making it hard to breathe. As I tossed a single white rose onto her coffin, my vision blurred with tears. Her death shattered me; it left a hole in my heart that could never be mended, no matter how hard I tried.