Encore In Death Novels & Stories

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I

“This will require a bit of storytelling, I’m afraid.” “Go ahead,” I said, crossing my arms. Allen’s mouth twitched, then he walked in a slow circle around us, his raven still perched like a crown on his shoulder. “A few weeks ago, Dominic and one of his Deltas stumbled across an abandoned cemetery just outside the old territories. Nothing but ruins, overgrown stone, and a dangerous creature of corruption, much like the one Varen is using to terrorize the town. But buried in one of the graves was a skeleton engraved with gold.”

Sometime later, she seemed to have gotten nightmares as she suddenly jolted awake. She used to be so afraid of the dark, but now, she was sitting alone in a huge graveyard. "I miss you, Leo. I want to talk to you. Please talk to me. Please respond to me, okay?" she pleaded humbly. I hovered beside her, carefully spreading my arms so that I wouldn't pass through her body. I pretended that I could still actually hug her. I kept her company for three days and three nights. Coincidentally, this went on until my death anniversary. At that moment, I had been dead for exactly a decade.

“What the hell are you planning to do?” Aaron asked her as she walked out of the darkroom. He was standing outside, anxiously waiting for her, as soon as he found out that she was back at the mansion. But to everyone's surprise, she went to the cemetery which she never did before. Of course, she was the one who was responsible for maintaining it but she never visited it herself as it just reminded her of the dark past which was filled with pain and loneliness and those people were responsible for it.

we are here. I opened doors at the same time Vince did it too. Three kids. Two boys and one girl was laying on the ground under shrub even if it was impossible to say who was who, only long girls' hair and clothes managed to put away a veil of unknowing. Their bodies were dry they looked like mummies. On their faces were frozen smiles. My poisons made their death feel like heaven because of that they died with a smile on them and it froze even after death. One more gift to a death god...he was there...he knew it that I will break...and he was angry that I waited so long. And he will be angrier about what I will do. -"Make a cross" Vince looked at me surprised. "No, make three crosses and pu

"If so, please sign. The funeral home is waiting to carry out the cremation." Mom didn't take the document. Her gaze swept around the entire room. After a long moment, she suddenly forced an ugly smile that looked grotesque. "This must be a lie! To think the police are colluding with Flora to put on a show. Is this fun for you? The makeup looks pretty real. But if you think you can fool me, you're far from it!" As she spoke, she reached out to tug at my already cold body on the bed. "Flora, stop putting on this pathetic act in front of me. Do you think pretending to be dead will work? Let me tell you—"

"Look around. There are over 300 people on this set. How many shifts do you think you'd have to pull as a corpse just to pay for all that?" Mom and Dad were stunned by Gilbert's attitude toward me, their eyes flaring with indignation. But I kept my smile in place. "Not just coffee. Lunch is on me, too." With that, I shrugged off Gilbert's contempt and turned to Priscilla. "Can we make that happen?" Without a word, she pulled out her phone and made a quick call. Not long after, the coffee and catering arrived. Gilbert and the rest of the crew stood there, their jaws on the floor. After all, just two days ago, I'd been face-down in the dirt playing a corpse—the absolute lowest rung on the prod

Evan smiled, and before anyone could anticipate it, he used the scalpel to stab himself in the heart. Standing beside Evan, I screamed and cried. Countless people walked through me to try and save Evan. Alas, he was indeed an exceptional medical examiner. He knew the fastest way to die. Evan's body continued to twitch slightly. In his final moment, I saw him pointing toward me with his finger. He seemed to have spotted me. Smiling, he closed his eyes, putting an end to the last of his lingering attachment to this world. The situation descended into chaos as another medical examiner shook his head, signifying to Henry that Evan was dead.

He returned with a suitcase full of winter clothes, a tennis racket, and a framed wedding photo. They stared at it. “WHY WOULD YOU PACK MEMORIES, DAVE?!” “I PANICKED!” Another contraction. She grabbed his collar. “If I die, I am haunting you.” “Fair.” “If I survive, I’m still haunting you.” “Also fair, besides you should have told me about this I wouldn’t have bothered making all those plans.” Dave whispers to himself. “Meaning?!” “Nothing” They waddled toward the door. Dave tried to be supportive. “Breathe, sweetheart, like the class taught us.”

"Listen to this! Listen carefully to the audio and tell me what you mean by this!" The vicious recording was played again from the phone. Jayson's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with unconcealed terror. But he still tried to deny it, attempting to turn the situation around with his horrible acting. "No, wait, this isn't me! It's made with AI! Joshua must have gotten someone to do it! He's trying to frame me!" "Joshua is dead!" Mom screamed, lunging at Jayson and grabbing his neck in a chokehold. "He's been dead for three years! You killed him! It was you!"