Novel & Cerita El Libro De La Vida 2

I open the book, only to see letters appearing on its empty pages. We will be able to read The Book of Life.

End of Book One . BOOK TWO : THE EMANCIPATION OF A BADBOY

I couldn’t help but ask her. Her brows creased and then they relaxed as I could see she was confused. “But…” She looked over at the rail. “Just now… You…were…” she spluttered. “I love my life so much, Ivana, even if I hate other people, I treasure my life to take it that way.” I shook my head at her and walked close to the rail as I reached for my necklace that had fallen close to the rail when I was staring down at it. I turned to Ivana whose eyes were still wet with tears and lifted it to her. “I was close to the rail to take this, not to kill myself so get those nasty thoughts off your head.” I walked to a bench there and sat down.

I shook my head and ambled down the stairs to the backdoor in the kitchen that opened up to a small garden Mama had with flowers and small vegetation. As I opened the door, Luciano’s tall and broad structure came into view with an expression on his face I could not read. Suddenly, there was just too much happening in his eyes. Chaos. It was chaos. The one I had been feeling inside. The one he had been going through.

Yet now, though his complexion was still a bit pale, a new vitality shone through his features. His voice was firm and clear, bearing no resemblance to a dying man's. Guests began whispering among themselves, wondering if Charlie had truly recovered. Some even speculated whether I truly possessed a healing energy capable of saving my spouse's life. Adrian was struck dumb. He muttered to himself, "Impossible… This isn't true… Shouldn't he have died long ago?" In his past life, he had indeed heard the news of Charlie's death. After all, among the younger generation, Charlie had always been the most outstanding.

I didn't spend two and a half years in the Alaskan outback to turn back into that pathetic little girl you threw away. When he raised his brow, I knew he'd read me like a book. My tummy trembled at the thought of butting heads with him. We were only halfway out of the woods. I can't forget my reasons for being here. Beyond the anger and whatever hang-ups I have about the way I'd been treated, whatever happens here could mean life or death for Gabriel. That sobering thought brought my anger down a notch.

A red light flashed at the base. "The results are processing," I announced to the Council. I turned the screen toward the Elders. "Look at the sequencing. If there were a second life, we would see a dual-helix overlay. Richard’s markers would be there, mixed with hers." "And?" Edward asked. "70%." Richard’s hand found my shoulder. His grip was like iron. He was holding his breath. "80%." "Wait!" Bianca screamed. She looked at Richard. "Richard, if you let him do this, you’re killing your own blood! Think of the child! Think of the heir!"

Which what purpose? Lara discovered the book when she was in her second life. The name of the author was blurry and she couldn’t find who was the one that published that book. No one knew about it, no one had heard about it. However, just as she finished the book for the tenth time, something happened, she died. The plane she was inside exploded, and just like that, she returned to her first life. ‘Those bastards… this time I will make them pay.’ **** “Did you hear?”