He Left Me To Die Novels & Stories

Then he looked down at me again. “If you still won’t get up, then don’t blame me if I stop coming after you.” Our eyes met, and I suddenly smiled. He was still as devastatingly handsome as the day we first met. But the line between us had long since become life and death. At that moment, the doctor lifted my eyelid, then slowly pressed his fingers to the side of my neck. He straightened and gave a solemn bow. He looked at Jaeren. “Sir, Miss Elira is dead.”

My mom's dying wish was to see me marry Callum Sinclair. Callum, who lived and breathed surgery, finally agreed to put down the scalpel and come with me to get our marriage license. But just as our number was called over the speaker, my best friend, Helena, stopped him. "The cryo-transplant in Cardiology has gone wrong. The heart muscle is rejecting irreversibly after rewarming." Callum walked away from the window at once. I grabbed his arm. "It's our turn. Sign first, then go. It's three minutes." Callum yanked his hand free. "A life is on the line. I'm a doctor. Three minutes is enough to kill someone." "But my mom is dying too. She wants to see me get married." My tears soaked t

On New Year's Eve, a crowd crush broke out, and I was carried into the field treatment tent along with Maya Bellamy, the underprivileged student my family had been sponsoring. My own brother, Derek Calder, the incident commander, glanced at me. My ribs were caved in, and I kept coughing up blood. Then he called every medic over to put ice on Maya's slightly twisted ankle. "Maya's dance final is coming up. Nothing can happen to that foot!" When I weakly begged him for help, he gave me a stern, self-righteous lecture. "I'm your brother. If I'm the first one to give you special treatment, what will all the injured people out there think of me? Act your age, and don't make trouble for me ri

At another family dinner, my Don husband Arthur Romano's hot new underboss, Bella Conti, took my seat. I turned to Arthur. "She's sitting in the Donna's seat. Aren't you going to say anything?" Arthur toyed with his custom lighter. "You were late. Don't blame anyone else for taking your seat. There's an empty chair at the end of the table. Sit there if you want. Otherwise, get out!" I was about to answer when Arthur's thoughts came rushing in. Baby, come on, get mad. Say you need me. Say you belong right beside me. Tell the whole family you're the lady of the house. Prove you love me. That's the only way I feel safe. This time, I refused to give him what he wanted. Instead, I looked down and

“Are you insane? Did you see what happened on television? You can't drive into that!” “They're my parents, Ethan.” “And Vanessa is injured! We can't leave her alone.” I stared at him. “Then stay with her.” His mouth opened. I pushed past him and headed toward the door. “You can't just leave!” he shouted. I turned around. “You left me to die in another life, Ethan. I won't let you decide who deserves my help this time.” The words escaped before I could stop them. His face went blank. “What did you just say?”

On the way back from our pre-wedding trip, the yacht hit a reef and started taking on water. There were five of us on board, and only four life jackets. My fiancé, Ethan Clarke, slipped the last life jacket over my adopted sister Sienna Shaw's shoulders and fastened the buckles for her. "I might as well tell you the truth now. "Sienna's pregnant with my baby. Nothing can happen to her." Before I could say a word, Owen Ford, my childhood friend, stepped in front of me. "You've had years of happiness that should've been hers. This time, give her a chance to live." My brother, Adrian, wouldn't meet my eyes. "Mom and Dad know about it too. You've always been a better swimmer than Sienna. You'll

Leaving me to huddle over the empty shell he left behind. ***

He was the love of my life and to think that he would just die on me and leave me behind in this lone world was never part of my plans and I even for once thought that it would happen to me or all the people. Leo was everything to me and thinking that he would just go, just leave me and never even say a proper goodbye was never in my mind, it never crossed my mind and that morning when I couldn’t feel his breath, my heart sunk, I felt like there was nothing worth living for, my feet were weak and I could no longer feel them, I stood there transfixed on the ground for almost one minute trying to figure everything out until Sophia walked in.

I don't remember how I left the café. Zachary said he was going to be promoted to associate director at the hospital. "I can't afford any problems right now," he said, as if that justified everything. He reminded me that my mother had passed away and that he was the only family I had left. "Think it over," he added coldly. "What good will it do you to leave me?" Online advice would often tell women not to stay with a man while he "grows up," yet some people, like me, always thought they were the exception, that they had chosen wisely. That confidence would almost always be shattered. It happened to me, too.

“Leave me alone!” Tears threatened to spill, yet I held them back. “I should never have returned. Father wishes I died. So do me a favor, just pretend that’s what’s happened. Consider me dead, and live with the daughter you want!” I stormed out of that suffocating place, not caring about the chaos I left behind. My tears of rage finally flowed free. I was leaving this goddamn hell!