Die Trying Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Zendaya. I'll never do it again, please, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" Then, he turned to Lily's body. "Lily, I'm so sorry! If I didn't beg for mercy on your behalf, this monster wouldn't have suspected we were having an affair, and you wouldn't have died for nothing. It's all my fault!" Jayden cried with snot and tears running down his face, and even the bystanders watching could not help but feel moved. Someone whispered, "She has such a good husband and such a nice home. That monster has to be sick in the head to get her kicks from torturing people."

"Don't... Elowen... don't do it." ​"He’s dying, Elowen," Silas whispered, the needle inches from my throat. "And if he dies here, in the First Life, he never becomes your Shield. He never saves you. He just becomes another body in the furnace." ​The countdown on the monitor hit 01:00. ​The girl on the table began to moan. Her fingers twitched. The violet light began to leak from her closed eyelids, a raw, unstable version of the power I carried.

Overwhelming despair instantly washed over Alessio. He kept denying the truth because he couldn't accept the fact that he had personally caused my death. He whipped his head up, staring intently at the director in front of him as he said in a trembling voice, "Impossible! It can't be! The doctor said she was just malnourished, and she'll be fine if she gets plenty of rest!" Seeing Alessio fall apart, the director said hesitantly, "I'm not sure about the details. It's possible that the doctors were in too much of a rush back then and missed her actual condition."

" You will die!" What!

I manage to say and the last of Cordy's reserve cracks as her body shakes with unexpressed grief. "No," she shakes her head. "I refuse to believe it. There has to be a way," her eyes are brightly passionate. "I almost woke her up twice before. This time, this time I know I can..." Simultaneously, all three of our phones beep. "No..." Cordelia repeats before Atlas even begins reading the message, the same message I have on my phone as well. "Tilly passed away five minutes ago," Atlas reports, his voice flat. "Her heart stopped."

"You only have a little amount of time,you have to hold them,really tight,and stare at them so close,so they won't get away. Then you tell them,that they aren't going to leave you just like that,you make them happy,happy that they leave this world smiling,not sober" I sighed. "You're scared" "Pardon?" "You're not just scared of your loved one dying, you're scared that you won't be able to move on" "I have to go"I said,and pulled out some cash from my back pocket. "Thank you"the driver said,and I got out,my mind a mess,"hey! Sir?!" I turned back,"Happy New year!"the driver yelled,and all the other drivers on the road yelled a happy New year,I wasn't sure it was to me. To me,they just wished e

Without me knowing it. It's just sad because of this I'm going to die now. This is probably my end. Damn. ...

Love ...... It's something that can make your life blissful or end your life painfully. As my soul drained out of my body slowly I realized and regretted a lot of things and I do have a lot of regrets, I wish i had a second chance to make things right and to live for myself. But it's all just my wishful thinking as I see my step sister Cordelia and my husband Liam waiting eagerly for me to take my last breath.

"Playing hard to get? You're pathetic. If you're so tough, let's get a divorce!" I froze, then spun around. "You want a divorce? You got it."

Past Life Flashback, Shylie Reed (Before death, early 20s-40s) Before the awards. Before the agonizing solitude. Before her lonely death, COVID filled lungs bloated with fluids asphyxiating in a hospital room — There were two names she would never forget. Darren Tan Elias Tan