Dying With A Smile Novels & Stories

All the plans they made together will never be accomplished, nothing will be fulfilled. "I'm coming May, I'll be with you soon." He whispered. And for the very first time in a while, he smiled. The thought of dying seems so appealing to him, this is the only way he could be with May again so why wouldn't he be more than willing to give up his life, after all, there's no meaning to his life without May in it.

The van zooming away and my face finally shifting away from the wretched woman, I looked down to the handcuffs on my hands and with my lips breathing in and out, I decided to finally accept my fate as the van kept on moving. Shifting my gaze away from the handcuffs and to the road that would lead me to my death, in the end and even though I could already tell of the way the men in shitty uniform would torture me, before finally killing me, still I curved my lips into a wide smile. He is dead... The famous billionaire is... I won in the end... With the grinning smile spreading wide on my lips, I parted my lips and mumbled out. "But I pray she gets much more worst than me..."

he asked skeptically. “Yes,” I stated, forcing down the lump in my throat. “I need to hear it.” Solomon nodded, then continued. “She looked at me and said, ‘Solomon, I'm dying.’ I tried to reassure her, but she just shook her head and smiled at me. It was strange, it was such a gentle smile, like she thought I was the one who needed to be comforted. She said, ‘I'm dying and that's okay. I just need you to make me a promise before I do.’

In an instant, blood surged from his heart, staining his clothes a deep crimson. Yet, astonishingly, in the final moment before his death, Neil’s face broke into a pure, serene smile, as if he had finally found light amidst the encroaching darkness. His eyes shimmered with a gentle radiance, as if bidding farewell or offering a blessing. Then, his body slowly slid down and gently rested beneath the tree. At that moment, his soul completely departed, leaving behind a visage of tranquil and peaceful repose. My Neil …...

I make a funny face, pretending to flex my muscles exaggeratedly, which makes her giggle. My heart fills with joy at the sight, there's truly nothing like the smile of a child. It's so precious. "You're very beautiful, just like an angel," I sign to her, my heart lifting when I see her smile again. But then the smile quickly fades, and I paused, realizing I need to tread carefully. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I sign gently. Carol hesitates, her small hands trembling slightly before she finally signs back, "What does it mean to die?"

I can't breathe. A hidden platform beneath the stage slowly lifts her up, like a corpse rising from the dead. And when she sees me, she smiles. Shit. That smile. It’s not just any smile; it’s the kind that takes your breath away, leaving you frozen in place. Her lips curve upward in a way that feels both intimate and electrifying, like a secret only we share. It’s a smile that reaches her eyes, making them sparkle with a mischievous glint, as if she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

he said in a soft voice, and gave her a teasing smile. The sadness in her eyes suddenly turned into happiness. She smiled with her cheeks flushed. She was so happy she couldn't hide it from him. He pretended to be happy watching her smile. "Smile while you can. Soon you will become a dead body," he said in his mind.

I shouted with all my might. "I'm sorry, treasure, but I'm afraid that's impossible." some of the men told me. "What are you going to do? Please take everything ... I'll give you everything but let us go." I was dying of fear. I didn't know what was coming. They were laughing. Apparently it was funny for them that I was praying for our lives. "Treasure, your man owes us so much moee than just money and he will pay with his life," said one of the men.

But the frowned turn to laugh all of sudden when I saw how his smile faded. "Why are you laughing?" He then sighed like a child. I didn't know grim reaper can be funny like this. How I wish to see Saint pouting like this. Maybe that's more interesting. Damn! I can't imagine. "You are ridiculous." "Tsk! Everyone's tells that." "Great, at the list I'm not the only one"

Ang notebook na naglalaman ng lahat ng list niya at mga kwentong nangyari sa kan'ya. Binuksan kong muli ang notebook na binigay n'ya at muling binasa ang mga laman nito. "DIARY OF THE DYING" Living My Final Days with a Grateful Heart Muli akong napaluha ng mabasa ang unang pahina nito. Bakit sa dinami-dami ng tao sa mundo, s'ya pa ang dinapuan ng sakit na 'yon at kung bakit s'ya agad ang kinuha. Ang daming masasamang nilalang na hindi na nararapat pang mabuhay pero bakit kung sino pa ang maraming pangarap at dapat pagkalooban nito ay sila pa ang pinagkaitan.