Even After Her Death Novels & Stories

She was giving him pleasure. And for the first time since her death, she felt not like something lost or forgotten, but like someone who could still matter.

“Stay, please. Don’t leave me, not now.” Her lips curved faintly,not a smile, not joy,but something sad, resigned. “I… still loved him,” she murmured, voice weak but steady enough for me to hear. “Even at the end…” Her gaze flicked briefly toward Duncan, who knelt nearby, clutching the wound in his chest, the Alpha’s usual composure shattered, face pale, pain and terror mirrored in his eyes. “Even in the… afterlife…” I felt a sob rise in my throat that I could not swallow. My whole body trembled as I tried to keep her close, tried to anchor her to this life, to me, to Duncan, to everything.

Not even in death. The End.

And then she was gone. But the memory doesn’t fade. I was still there, stuck in her last moments, feeling everything she felt. Her death left a scar, not just on Lucian, but on me too. I could feel his pain, the way he mourned for her. It was overwhelming, how deeply he loved her, how her death tore him apart. It was a sadness that clung to me like a shadow, one that won’t let go.

"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.

Epilogue ll *Donald* No matter how eventful that day went, it was finally over. Aurelia was dead finally, she was burnt and her remain had been emptied into the wind. She was dead and gone, gone for good, going from everyone's lives but will remain forever in our thoughts, we must admit.

Did she die? She didn’t believe that she was dead. Her first death wasn’t like this. She was sent towards the heavens to meet with God. She was in a peculiar place with no one and nothing around her. The darkness reminded her of how lonely the world really is. No matter how many people loved and cared about her, she could only feel how lonely it all is after death. One statement stuck with her - Everyone must die alone. The solitude engulfed her.

Since then, the house has become deserted and haunted in Libya. There was even a rumour that the house always came to life at night and always called people in their dreams. It was said that the spirit of the woman still exists in the house, and it always craved blood and human organs. Nonetheless, I don't believe any of this shit. I believe that after death, there is judgement, just like our pastor always said. But that also raised another question in my heart. If the bible says it is judgement after death, then how was it possible for me to find my spirit in another realm? Perhaps all the rumours about the house are true after all I have seen and gone through.

I could not allow him to be disturbed even after death. I was about to take the child and find his parents when Marvin suddenly spoke in a quiet voice. "Dr. Harper… could we keep the child's body for departmental research?"

There were no more regrets in her life now. Till death do they part.