Death Voice Of The Soul

I give my grandmother a gift she'll never forget on her 60th birthday. My husband and I get into a fight on the highway back to my hometown. He pulls over in the emergency lane and chases me out of the car. He then drives off, leaving me stranded on the highway. He later gets into a major accident on the highway. His car is totaled, and he dies. It's actually not an accident—it's homicide. I'm the murderer.

After three miscarriages for Xavier Lowe, I see it—my mother-in-law has three years left, my father-in-law nine years, and my sister-in-law two years. I say nothing. After the third miscarriage, my mother-in-law blames me, calling me a curse who "kills" children. My sister-in-law sneers, saying she almost died in a car crash the year I married Xavier—as if my bad luck dragged her down. My mother-in-law snaps, "She can't even keep a child. It must be because she's cursed!" Xavier just stands there, silent. He doesn't say a single word for me. I know that, deep down, he believes that I bring bad luck. Maybe it's also because he already has someone else—his secretary, Yvette Snyder. His mother has always liked her better, and he clung to her the night I lost my third child. I don't explain because I know the truth will only destroy them faster. On my 28th birthday, I catch a glimpse of my own countdown in the mirror. On that day, I take a leave of absence. I go to the funeral home and pick out an urn—pure white, just like the wedding dress I once wore. Wearing a beautiful floral dress, I text Xavier, asking him to meet me at the lake where we first met ten years ago. I wait from daylight until nightfall as my countdown ticks to zero. I die, and he never shows up.

My residential area suddenly catches on fire, and the twins my husband had with his first wife are trapped in the room. This time, I call 911 without hesitation. After informing my husband of the fire, I don't stop him from leaving. In my past life, when the fire broke out, my husband was about to leave on a vacation with his ex-wife and true love. The trip was to a deserted island—it was to make up for past regrets. I ripped his flight ticket to shreds, stopping him from leaving the house. We successfully saved the kids. After the fire, my husband hurried to the island. However, he learned his ex-wife was declared missing after being taken away by a strong wave. He was calm and composed after returning, even being extra caring to me. Three months later, I discovered I was pregnant. I wanted to surprise him, but my vision went blurry. I collapsed on the floor while twitching violently. He stood aside and watched me coldly. Then, he placed a photo of his ex-wife before me. "You've gotten your wish, Caroline. Are you happy now that you've killed Sasha? You can accompany her now! No, you don't deserve that. An evil woman like you only deserves to go to the underworld!" I breathe my last breath as my vision clears, allowing me to see the frostiness in his eyes. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day the fire broke out.

On the day I received my prenatal test results, I heard a voice from inside my belly—my unborn child speaking to me. 'Mom, Dad will divorce you as soon as you give birth to me. His true love can't have children. That's why he married you. You're just a tool to give birth. Once I'm born, he'll divorce you, take me away, and go live happily ever after with her.' I believed every word. Without hesitation, I chose divorce. For nine months, I focused on carrying the pregnancy, planning to raise the child on my own. But on the day I went into labor, something went terribly wrong. The doctor said the baby was premature, and the position was dangerously abnormal. "The baby keeps flipping around inside you," she said. "It's like it's deliberately putting you through hell." Eight hours of emergency treatment accomplished nothing. In the end, it was a difficult labor—both mother and child died. As my consciousness faded, I heard that voice again. 'Haha. Dad never cheated at all. I lied to you.' Why would a child lie? I couldn't understand it, not even at the moment of death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day I first received the prenatal test report.

My sister and I are twins, and we both have kidney failure. After a long wait, we finally find two matching kidneys. The doctor is prepared to transplant one for me and one for her. However, she breaks down in tears in my fiancé's arms—she wants both kidneys for herself. When I object, my fiancé locks me up at home. He has my sister undergo surgery to have both kidneys transplanted. "You haven't been sick for as long as your sister has. She just wants to live like a normal person—how can you be so selfish? Can't you wait for the next matching kidney?" He doesn't know that I can't wait any longer, though. I'm going to die soon.

Rhaenyx Maltalor, an assassin of the Henla guild is captured and her identity changed. In exchange for her freedom and pardon for her crimes, she must work with a competing guild to overthrow the monarchy. Will she find love in the man that changed her face? Or in the princess who works to restore peace to the kingdom? Will her skills be up for the challenges she faces, or will her arrogance be her downfall.

Fiona Sasuke, a typical student that only wants her parent's time, got into a "game" wherein her enemies and her school started it. It is not a typical game because life was on the line. You lose and you'll die. In this game, she was with Gio Leonel, the president of their class. He was brave and strong. His strength and intelligence will be their ace in this so-called game. Will they make it out alive? Welcome to the 'Game of Death', where life is what you will be betting and your life will be your prize.

Glimpse of Death Blurb: Libitina turns seven when her father throws her out. She was weak, fragile, and broken. The curse in her eyes was born and, it made her lose all the things she loved. Everything crumbled in an instant. Her dreams, hope, and light vanish in thin air. Her ability to take a glimpse of people's death-made her isolate herself away from people. She's afraid others will call her a curse or a cult child so, she endured it by remaining silent, alone, and lonely. But, it all changed when Yael Zerachiel her, popular classmate, witnessed how she saved Charmeine from the grim reaper's scythe. She taught that stopping Death from taking Charmeine's head was unfortunate cause faith intertwined her strings with Yael. And there, their adventure to complete the missing puzzle starts when the sun sets on the school balcony with dark hooded men chasing after them.

Hi, I'm Lauren Agustin. Seventeen years old and I lived by myself. My parents were killed right in front of me. Pero hindi ko nakita kung sino ang taong pumatay sa kanila dahil bulag ako. After my parents' death, my eyes miraculously healed. However, I started to have a vision of people's death. And then I met Luke. A guy whose death was also seen in my vision. I told him about my vision of his death but he didn't believe me. Although Luke mistook me as a crazy girl, I still tried every possible way to help him to avoid his death. Luke didn't die because of me, and later on, we developed a special feeling for each other although we sometimes bickered because he doesn't believe in me. Ginamit ko ang kakayahang ito para bigyan ng babala at mailigtas ang taong makikita ko sa aking pangitain na siyang susunod na mamamatay. Ngunit sino nga bang tao ang maniniwala sa aking mga sinasabi na hindi ako pag-iisipang nababaliw? How did I have this mysterious ability? And will I be able to find my parents' real murderer?

When Amorivia fell head over heels in love with the story of The Boy Who Wouldn't Grow Up (Peter Pan), she became eager to meet him. Thinking Peter Pan would save her like how he saves Wendy, she jumps off from her window. Death should have engulfed her but instead she awoke somewhere familiar.