Fake Death Novels & Stories

Travis's voice trembled with disbelief, his brow furrowed with grief. "See, Travis? I told you! She faked her death—this was all a setup! And you got so sick over this vindictive woman!" After I "died," Travis had fallen into a deep depression, becoming seriously ill. The story had gone viral, with photos of Travis looking frail in his hospital bed. His eyes hollow, whispering, "I don't want anyone else, just Sarah. I'd trade my life for hers. I'd do anything if she could just be alive again."

If he were to be gone, his family would be done for as well. “I cannot die!” Daniel pondered about it. How could he preserve his life without depending on the Vedastus brothers? He consulted other doctors all this while but none of them had a way to cure him. Was there anyone who could? It was at this moment that a name came across his mind — Thomas Mayo! He recalled that Thomas was an excellent doctor. Even Vincent, who was said to be incurable by every doctor he went to, was cured by Thomas. Thomas used a technique named ‘Fake Death’ to prolong Vincent’s lifespan.

"You heard me very well! If you're going to kill me, do it here. And tell your cowardly boss, who couldn't kill me with his own hands, that I'll be waiting for him in Hell." When he heard this, John began to laugh. "Did I say something funny?" I was angry that he was taking everything as a joke. Even the murder of a human. "Actually yes." he continued to laugh. "I didn't come to kill you. I'm coming to walk you around the mansion. As for Richard, he went to ride his favorite horse, Spirit. When he gets home, he does this first." Poor animal, had a terrible owner. "Oh, that means I should feel lucky." I replied irritably.

Dafasi said, “Let me see if the car can still start!” Seeing this, the audience also felt a sense of horror. “F*ck!” “I didn’t expect this at all. I was a little disappointed when I saw that they didn’t die. So those were all feints. The real killer move was still hidden!” “I can’t believe it. This is too unbelievable. Was this an accident or was it designed by the judge? I can’t even tell!” “Why do you care so much? Zellman has three lives on his hands. He deserves to die. As long as he dies, it’s good!”

She sighed and said, "Jumping into the sea is already the best solution." Ever since Aurum mentioned the idea of ​​'fake death', they have been discussing how to 'die'. Car accident? It would be difficult to control the car during a fake accident. Once something goes wrong, the fake car accident could easily become a real car accident. So, no. Sudden illness? With Shawn's degree of paranoia, if he heard the news that Gale 'died of illness', he would most likely hold her body and not let go for three days and three nights.

"Lily, do you understand what you did wrong?" My father's cold words yanked me back to reality. I froze, my voice hoarse. "Wrong? What did I do wrong?" His expression darkened slightly. "Five years, and you still don't understand how hard it is to earn money? When we faked our deaths and went abroad, it was to teach you—money always runs out, one day there's no more to earn, one day there's nothing left to spend. Now you understand. Good—so we can return home."

“You’re welcome. Call me if your dead boyfriend resurfaces.” “He was never our boyfriend.” “Okay, okay. I’m hanging up.” Jared ended the call and tossed the phone onto the desk. He began to pace the length of the room, his limp barely noticeable now. “How? How can he be dead?” “Everything I found makes no sense then,” Beck muttered, rubbing his eyes. “Maybe he faked it?” Hayden suggested. “People with that kind of intelligence can vanish if they want to. A car accident with no identifiable body is a classic way to disappear.”

she pulls my head back up "I'm-I'm not sad," I tell her surprised by my mind and feelings, "At all," I add "Well you never actually feel pain," she says "That's a condition, Mika. I feel emotional pain, or I was supposed to," My eyebrows furrow, "I saw him," I whispered "You saw him? Saw who?" She asks "Ha-Death I mean," I tell her turning to face her "You saw him?" She questioned as shock crossed her face, "I knew you were special," she whispers

Even with my friends, I am not talking about my family. -" Your father's feather is black is he also dead?" I didn't know what to say to him, yes and no? My true father: I don't know who he is. I think Jack doesn't know anything about it too. My real father can be dead, but my black father is not him, it is Jack. I knew that I can't tell anybody about his secret, that he is a walking dead. A dead one, how he likes to call himself, but for me, he is just a vampire. He a sexy, dangerous, cold, and hot at in same time, well mostly cold with his attitude. He doesn't let to touch even his skin after my sixteen birthday. The more time passes the less I see him. And it is hurting me so much, someti

39 - Payback Caleb Pretending to be dead and trying not to breathe was a difficult task. Especially having your dad, your dad’s wife who’s your ex, your hot older girlfriend and boyfriend crying and sobbing over you as the nurse (dad’s colleague) drags your body to the mortuary for the fake autopsy.