Dog Suicide Bridge Novels & Stories

The bridge was abandoned as many people started using a new main road which was built five years ago and much more convenient so no one would be there to stop me. I first left all the things I was carrying, my backpack and book by the side road as I did not need them in death. I then walked slowly to the edge of the bridge and faced the deep river I was going to drown in and die ending my life. At least it looked clean, I thought trying to cheer myself up while large raindrops mixed with my tears, were now streaming down my face and body. Next I lifted myself on to the bridge side wall, a strong looking white little half wall made from cement.

" I can't. This place was created for humans and their half-werewolf children. A wolf can't live here with them." " But you're here." " Because I once loved a half-human. She was my mate." " You said she was human" " Isn't she also part human? I just didn't want you to know that a lot of werewolves and humans have had offspring together. I didn't want you to think that our relationship wasn't so bad." " Why would you admit that?" " Because it's the truth. This place, the Bridge, isn't the safe haven you think it is, it's a trap. It's not a real place. Every single person you're seeing here is lying in a pod unconscious."

Janeka smiled, as they headed down the path that led out of the woods. “I was killed by this guy. He called himself a golem. I have never heard that before.” “What would a golem be doing in this town?” Janeka asked herself. “Take a turn.” Justin yelled, as they were approaching the Weston Hills bridge. He guessed she was buried in meaningless thoughts as they had driven farther from the dark woods. Almost diving into the river, Janeka swiftly turned and nearly crashed on the bridge, she exhaled deeply when she got everything under control.

how can he replace me just like that? he passed the envelope to me and I opened it, I counted the money and walked out, ah I am doomed. I walked on the bridge and Admired the river. I was standing near the railing. no no I am not dying. My mother and father had an accident on this bridge years back. This was the place my mother took her last breath. "Girl, you should go home, it's unsafe here." A woman said she looked like she was in her 50s. I nodded but didn't move from there. The sound of water was Feeling good.

“We go one at a time. Tomas, you and Seraphina first. Test it. If it holds, we follow.” Tomas nodded and urged his horse forward. Seraphina twisted in the saddle to look back at us, eyes gleaming. “Hope it collapses under you two. Save Father the trouble.” The bridge creaked loudly as Tomas’s horse stepped onto it. Wood groaned. One plank snapped and fell into the gorge below. Tomas kept moving, slow and steady. Seraphina’s horse followed, hooves clattering. They made it to the other side. Darius exhaled. “Our turn.”

The bridge that led home that we were meant to cross over had collapsed and there was nothing but a huge chasm between where we were and where we needed to go. There was no way we could jump over that huge gap except we wanted to fall to our death. Based on what I heard, the bridge on this open hole was strong and there could be only one reason that it had caved in and fallen into the gap underneath it. The rogues. Those bastards must have anticipated that they wouldn't win the battle and destroyed the bridge so we would all die here together even if we win the battle. Sick fuckers. They kept on surprising me when I had thought I had them figured out. Anytime I thought there was no evil they

Without hesitation, Luis Park let a tearful smile. "I will cherish this life and forever." He prayed. Then he stood up. He walked away. Far from the bridge, he saw 2 people. The mother of Nayna, Hide and the other woman. When he is near he stopped. "Congratulations son. You really took that hard. That bridge was actually "The Bridge of Temptations." Hide explained. "The Bridge of Temptations was actually a real temptation. The illustration of a real-life scenario. That bridge is also known as The Bridge Across the Time. It was depicted in your mind, soul and body. Your love ones will show up especially the woman of your life. " She explained.

I wheezed, blood spraying over my father’s perfect suit, "and the Morgan line is the mind... then the circuit needs a bridge." "Stop!" David lunged for me. I ripped the hardware out. Wires and flesh tore away in a jagged mess. The violet light in the room flickered. The psychic link screamed—a three-billion-soul shriek that shattered every screen in the vault. "I'm the bridge," I rasped. "And I'm burning." I slammed the bloody hardware into the DNA scanner. "System override," I roared. "User: Deadman." The vault rumbled. The obsidian walls began to crack. The nanite mist turned red.

Damon nodded and with that, the two abruptly sprang into action, tuning to their alter-egos as Spartan and the Pink Projectile. They hurtled down their end of the other half of the bridge and met with the creatures just close to the point where the two halves of the bridge dipped into the water that was bloodied by disembodied corpses decorated by vehicles and parts of helicopters floating all over the place. Where the bridge parted with the two split ends, there was a twenty meter gap separating the speedsters from the creatures and water settled between them. The creatures roared at the two speedsters who were then able to see clearly what these things were.

They lived in a place where everything is concrete so a slight look of underdevelopment was enough to scare them off. The others followed until only him and Maryan remained. Lidon offered his hand. He needed his role to be as natural as possible. Maryan stared at his hand before she realized what he meant for them to do. “Oh, thank you,” she said as she took his hand and they walked on the shaking bridge, the waters hissing below them. Gratefully, the new guerilla fighters didn’t think of cutting the ropes of the bridge. It was not a baseless speculation. The bridge was almost to the point of destruction so he wouldn’t be surprised if it was designed to kill them. But then, even as Lidon and