Destined To Die Young Novels & Stories

“I promise, until I see him die, until I see him suffer, I won’t die.” “Sweetie, why do you always bring up death? At your age, you shouldn’t even think about death,” I said. “But that is my destiny in the end,” she said. “Every life ends in death, but death is the destiny. Destiny is what you achieve in life before death. So, don’t be obsessed with death, rather concentrate on living a meaningful life, hmm?” I cupped her face in my palms. “It's not like I am obsessed with the concept of death, I just don’t find a reason to be obsessed with life. I think I am depressed or something, I don’t know…”

“You’re all dead! You’re lucky to be invited to the survival game and have the opportunity to win a second chance at life. Invitations are rare, as seats are limited.” I held my head between my hands as a wave of headache took over me. I squatted on my knees. What had I done to deserve this destiny? This pitiful death? Work like a mule. Stole my effort and work. Got cheated on. Stole my money. And then die at just 22 years old! Not like every peaceful death, though. I had to fight and entertain the audience while dying again, because I believed I could not survive here.

"Everyone wants to live forever. But if he really can't die, he will live to see everyone close to him dies one after another. In the end, he will have no one to care for and there will only be him and loneliness..." On the edge of a camellia-grown cliff stood a 16-year-old youth in white. The cold wind from down the cliff was touching his face and making noises on his clothes. The lonesome silhouette did not fit in this world at all.

What you wish for something when you’re happy will turn into a burden when you become sad. Why things have happened like thid? Why everything changed? Why my dad has to die now? Why he took away all my happiness? Charlotte thought while standing at her dad’s funeral. They said he was drunk and accidentally drove the car into the passing truck. He died on the spot. She never thought or not even dreamt that something like this would happen to her dad. He was in his worst state but why he has to drink on that day and why he has to meet in an accident? Charlotte cried thinking about her dad’s fate.

I will rage against the dying light. They say that life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!"

Theme: The Canyon of Death My life is full of shit and fucked. I was once a young boy with the hope of becoming someone great in life, but now, take a look at me. My emotions have now led me to my downfall. I am now left alone to face my problems, and it is a must to unravel them. If I had known, I would have listened to all the instructions given to me by my dad, about all his warnings that emotion would surely lead to my downfall.

I've been doing this for almost half a decade so why should I listen to him? I had researched once about those people with the same illness as me and it is said that they died at the age of 25. People with CIPA already have a time limit and our lifeline has already been calculated and I don't want to be tied down because of it and just wait for my demise to come. I don't want to just sit around and wait for my death. I would like to believe that I am special as this illness was just triggered when I experienced something horrible during missions and maybe, I'll die at an old age. Maybe I still have a chance to get better. But if that's not the case, I'll really die during my late twenties… N

Lola said feigning eagerness They both went to the kitchen she made the coffee and hot chocolate and waited for them to be ready " I don't mean to be inquisitive but please can you tell me why the young master so particular about that picture who is the lady in it" Lola asked "Well you need to know anyway she was a young Masters first love. She died 3 years ago they grew up together from childhood they were to get married but she died in her house when it caught fire and she was trapped inside. The young master still blames himself for being unable to save her when she needed him the most. Her name is Cassandra to say the truth she was very nice and I don't know how she ended up dead we were

The fact that he never seemed to fall ill only heightened his sense of not belonging. As John delved into his past, he bared the wounds of torment that had pushed him to the edge. The relentless bullying and pervasive isolation became unbearable, ultimately pushing him to move away. Faced with the impending milestone of his 18th birthday, he yearned for a fresh start, hoping to leave behind the painful echoes of his past. Darius glanced at Prius and communicated through their mind link, "He's not even 18..." Prius was puzzled—given what the kid's revealed about his tough upbringing, why was Darius focused on his age?

His only thought was Leif’s death. Thunder cracked the sky as blood-red sigils burned into the air. COME AND DIE. I’LL SHOW YOU WHERE YOUR HEART BLEEDS. Damien growled low, staring into the flames. ⸻ The Battlefield The land Leif chose was ancient. Corrupted. Alive with screaming shadows. Wraith-born crawled from the earth like insects from rot. Rogues followed—hungry, feral, loyal only to chaos. And standing against them— Damien. Cris.