Even After Her Death Novels & Stories

The woman she had spent her entire life believing was dead. Was finally calling her. To Be Continued...

family that was about to embark on a fresh new life. A life without me in it. They didn't know that day was exactly the seventh day after my death.

Her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths. Still alive. I stood over her, looking down at the woman who'd once been my wife. The woman I'd loved, used, and destroyed. The woman who'd somehow clawed her way back from death to haunt me. "You should have stayed gone," I said quietly. Her eyes fluttered but didn't open. A soft moan escaped her lips. I knelt beside her, studying her face. Even unconscious, even bloodied and broken, there was something defiant about her. Something that refused to surrender.

As soon as her back hit the mattress, she scrambled into a sitting position, her eyes glazed and bloodshot. "I saw them," she slurred, her voice thick with pain. She sounded as if she was about to cry, her mouth almost pouting as if holding back the tears. "I saw Damien. And Victoria. They were... they were still together. Even after I died. Even after he buried me like trash, he went back to her." She let out a dry, jagged laugh that sounded more like a sob. "They didn't even care I was gone. They just kept going. Like I never existed."

There was more to come. In the end, How did Nina die?

she expressed and chuckled sadly. “I can imagine. But what happened to her? She doesn’t look like someone fighting a disease or something,” I said, curiosity taking the highest form of me. “She wasn’t ill. She died in my dad’s arms after she…” Nevaeh declared and she fell asleep. My eyes popped out of their sockets. Died in Hudson’s arms? How? Did he kill her?

"And you?" "I think it's the same for me as it was before I died." She gave a shrug, as though the trauma of death and a supernatural revival into a new life was no big deal. But he felt the tension inside of her and neither one of them had ever addressed this so frankly.

"Good. Now that it's over, even in the afterlife, she won't have to be tied to you anymore." Richard just stood there, stunned.

She became a mere human and died soon with a disease. It was not enough to calm Moon Goddess.

It definitely wasn’t love… for that, she was absolutely positive, but as the days went by she cared about him a little bit more. Kendra tried to search her body for the gunshot wounds, trying to figure out exactly where he had shot her at, but she couldn’t find anything. Maybe wounds did not exist in the afterlife? She sat, lost in thought for what seemed like ages. If this was the afterlife, she was positive that she was going to die a million deaths over and over again, for there was no way she could be in her own company only for the rest of eternity. She needed someone to talk to.