Even After Her Death Novels & Stories

She was gonna go after all of them even their families and pull out their ball sockets from each of them. She died with that hatred and disgust in her chest, and as life could have it, when she died and cross over to the path she was sent back saying it was not yet her time and besides she was cursed. All those words were like a joke to her but funny was that she woke up in that same nobody of hers. She was confused at first and was also afraid. She met people crossing over in that paths at Afterlife but it was rather not for her, and also that man in white told her that it was not yet her time and she was cursed, what does that mean? The thought came pouring down her head.

she replied, looking at me. " How about you explain what you saw" She nodded, and I led her to sit with me on my chair behind my study table. She started explaining everything that had happened during the war, and it was still fresh in my mind like it was yesterday. I could still remember the pain I felt when I woke up and found Scarlet dead beside me. "....... And when she finished the spell, I felt her pain. I think we both died" she explained to us but I was still confused by her last statement.

In the end, she sacrificed her life but didn’t give up. Now I hope, she finds peace in the afterlife. I stare at the blood on the ground for some time and then follow others inside the throne room.

The bodyguard rushed toward Everly and was able to grab her hand in time. "Ms. Hilton, please don't do this. We won't be able to answer to Mr. Synder if you die." "Fuck off. I don't care about that. I'll never be his match when I'm alive. I'll definitely haunt him and all of you after I die." Everly's voice was very loud. It didn't sound like she was a dying person at all.

However, when she saw him before shooting him dead just earlier, she couldn't help but pity him. It seemed as though he was resisting the curse as best as he could even before his death, but he still ended up succumbing to it. In the end, he died in vain; yada yada, she doesn't really care. It was the other Althea who had resentment toward him anyway, so why should she care? A sigh escaped her lips. She has been living like this ever since she learned of the truth years ago. She was probably one of the few Altheas who had her memories retained even after she died at the hands of their so-called "lovers."

Aware of the ending to her story. "I'm not getting better". She heaved out, her voice breaking, her heart melting. And I finally saw that she was holding all this in, because she didn't believe it would get this far. She wasn't content with death, she had to fight. She had lots more to do, to fight, to explore the world. I wouldn't let this be her last time here. She would come back every year after. Every year to show she survived. Surviving was the best she could do. Surviving was the only thing she could do.

The door slowly opened, and in the cold, sterile air, my lifeless body lay there, devoid of warmth or breath. Leisha covered her mouth and began to sob, though I couldn't tell if she was mourning or lamenting the sudden loss of her promised kidney. My mother, on the other hand, examined my corpse like a curious onlooker inspecting a strange object. "So, this is your so-called confirmed death?" she asked, her voice still laced with challenge and disbelief. The staff waited in silence for her reaction. To everyone’s shock, all she gave was a contemptuous laugh. "Ha! She’s putting on a good show.”

"She could recall their memories in her mind clearly, and she had also remembered some incidents that she had forgotten previously." "Hmm...am I dying soon? That's why I can remember the little things between us in the past? We didn't manage to be together in this life. Fortunately, we still have a daughter. As long as our daughter can live well, I guess...our story has a happy ending too, right?" Queena laid on his crystal coffin and did not feel cold at all.

Together, we bid a final goodbye, and the coffins are lowered into their final resting places. The funeral ends, and the mourners disperse, leaving behind a sea of flowers and memories. Karma's heart remains heavy, but she knows she's not alone. The Delacroix family, her family will stand by her, a constant reminder of love and support, as she navigates the darkness of her grief.

she whispers after she becomes more composed. "She's been telling me that her death is a reward for her tired soul. The only thing she's worried about is me"