Die Trying Novels & Stories

I started. “She doesn't want to see you grieving...life is short and as what you said, life must continue. Miss...time will come you will be with Merliah again.” I continued and hold her cold hands. “For now, we just need to live. Even if we are dying inside.” I wore my white cardigan and comb my hair before going out. Miss Mia is already waiting outside with Sir Flinn and Tim. I went to the mirror to check how bad my face is. I narrowed my eyes and big eye bags are spotted.

He had tried everything possible to get himself healthy all to no avail. Like any other person that will find his or herself in his shoes, he tried but he failed. His disease was said to be incurable and so he had no other choice than to wait patiently for death’s call. Thinking about his mom, whom he knew was going to freak out if he told her about his situation, he couldn’t help but worry. He was going to die anytime soon and so leaving his mom all alone and she was going to experience the traumatic experience from the day his father died. He felt pity for his mom and so decided to shower her with all the love he could have during the short period that he was going to be around.

“Without you, every day is unbearable. “Cece, I’m sorry for hurting you. But I loved you. I still do. “I once prayed to God, begging Him to let you live. And if you didn’t, I asked Him to take me with you. He heard my prayer.” I could no longer speak. Tears streamed down my face. Love made people foolish. It could make someone lose their sense of self. Maybe this was the best ending for us. I reached out and held his hand after stealing one last glance at him. The rhythmic beeping echoed through the room. Then, it stretched into one long, unbroken sound. As it did, we both closed our eyes. I felt weightless. I felt as if I was floating. When I saw Lily bawling as she held me, I knew I was al

Instead, he went up the stairs to the attic. Was he finally… going to verify the truth? Mark summoned his courage and opened the door to the attic. The place stank of death. Even so, he still found the energy to yell, “What the hell are you doing, Jane—Argh! I’m giving you one last chance. If you don’t show up, I’m going to be really angry!” But he slowly fell silent and walked over to my body before squatting down in front of it. The attic was stuffy and hot, which caused my body to decompose to the point that I was practically unrecognizable. I had maggots crawling about my skin and rotten flesh.

It was William, the Alpha from the Ice Plains Pack, standing behind me. His voice was filled with sorrow, "When you sent him to the Ice Plains, I knew he died painfully. But I didn’t expect... A ten-year-old cub, betrayed by his pack, mauled by lone wolves, abandoned by his father... and forced to watch himself bleed to death." Andrew's final memories were of waiting for death. Even if I had reached him in time, I wouldn’t have been able to save him because the only crystal healing chamber had been taken over by Lucas.

And on every conveyor belt, deadies. Hundreds of them. Maybe thousands. All moving slowly, inexorably toward the machines. Some struggled weakly. Most just lay there, eyes open but empty, already broken. "Oh god," Mia breathed beside me. "Are they all—" "Being processed," I finished. "Turned into fuel for the system." We watched in horror as the nearest conveyor belt delivered its cargo. A deadie—male, maybe thirty when he died—was pulled into the processing station. Mechanical arms grabbed him, lifted him, positioned him in what looked like a massive vice.

Sean staggered in shock before he grabbed the server by the collar, his voice sharp. "What did you say? Say it again!" Marcus snatched the medical report. He was rendered speechless as he stared at the name on it in shock. The server trembled. "The woman with late-stage cancer was trapped in the restaurant last night. She was already sick and was also having an allergic reaction. She passed away this morning. It looked like she suffered…" Wesley clutched his chest, coughing violently.

Maybe even…dead. ***

She hurried forward and asked, "Mr. Colson, what happened?" Ian's eyes were bloodshot as he shook his head. "Sophie tried to kill herself." Patricia froze, then shoved past him and hurried into the operating room. She asked the lead surgeon, "How is the patient?" He gave a small shake of his head. "She's not that badly injured, but her will to live is very weak. It's hard to say how she'll turn out if this goes on."

Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'