How Do You Cheat Death Novels & Stories

"He probably couldn't take it anymore. You were pretty clever when you set him up to make it look like he hurt you. It was a smart move to stick cooling packs on your skin beforehand." Marissa stared at her hand in disbelief. William's and the doctor's words were ringing in her ears. "You set him up to make it look like he hurt you." She was abruptly reminded of everything she'd done that day—the way she'd slapped and kicked me. Marissa crumpled to the floor in a daze. After checking her pockets and realizing she had her phone with her the whole time, she made a call.

Does he know that the little darling he’s been cherishing is actually a venomous snake hiding in the shadows? Once I calmed down, an idea began to form. “Since they want me dead, let’s give them what they want.” Kael’s brow furrowed. “You want to fake your death?” I rose and walked to the window, gazing into the distance. “It’s a plan that kills three birds with one stone. First, when Augustine thinks I’m dead, he’ll rush to the Nightshade Clan for my funeral, breaking his oath and forfeiting his power. Second, Lucy and Finnian will drop their guard, thinking their plan succeeded. And finally, the power-hungry Lucy will be left with nothing.”

I couldn't imagine what might happen if something went wrong at that event. I never expected this. Arianna had stolen everything from me, and still, it wasn't enough for her. She wouldn't even spare my mentor. I was spinning in circles, frantic, helpless. But there was nothing I could do. After all, I was dead. And in the very way I had always feared most. A double death, with a baby inside me. Only, it didn't happen on the hospital's operating table like I had imagined. No, I died in my lakeside cottage, alongside a little kitten who thought it had finally found a home, a new life.

"What do you mean?" "She's been lacing your food with spermicide. It's enough to make you sterile forever." He leaned closer and whispered into my ear, "She had it all planned out. Once you become sterile, she'll have enough reason to divorce you and take your money. Then, she'll marry me." So that was it. That was why we could never have our own children! Fury pulsed through my veins, filling my body with enough strength to stand back up. I slammed my palm right into Christopher's cheek. "You bastards!"

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

That's exactly where I want him. “Who is there?” He asked. “Death!” I laughed then I stood up and sashayed out of the dark area. “Are you scared?” “Who are you?” He asked with a fierce look on his face. “Didn't I just tell you? I am death.” He pointed his gun at me and pulled the trigger but there was no fire. I had already removed the bullets in it when I entered his room. The best way to kill him is to make his death painful.

He smiled again, I promise, you will be safe. “We need to make it look like you had a heart attack and died.” I said. “I'll inject you with nitroglycerine. When it triggers the attack, make sure to put the aspirin I'll give you under your tongue. That way, you won't actually die. When you're declared dead in the ICU, and taken to the mougue, I have thirty minutes to wheel you out of here through the emergency exit.” He nodded, “I hope I don't actually die.” he said. I hope so too, I responded, scrunching up my face and my fingers crossed.

"No, that can't be the only way. We don't really have to kill Arnold. Zeus only has to believe that his son is dead, so we could fake his death.” Cameroon raised an eyebrow, his skepticism evident. "How do we pull that off without Zeus catching on?" "Exactly!" Carson seconded. “Zeus won't take us seriously if he doesn't see an actual dead body.” I pondered for a moment. "I've given it some thoughts already. We'll need the help of our pack's healers. We will hurt Arnold fatally, enough to bring him to the brink of death, and then have him healed later. The brutality will be captured in a video that we'll send to Zeus. It just has to be very convincing, but I'm sure it will work."

"At least this way, we die free." "Nobody's dying." Celeste turned to Mila. "Can you set up a dead man's switch? Something that releases everything if anything happens to us?" "Already on it." Mila started typing again. "Then we have leverage." Celeste's mind raced. "We tell them we have it. We tell them if we die, the world sees everything." "That might buy us time." Her brother nodded. "But not much." A phone buzzed. Damien's burner phone. He picked it up.

I thought one more risk could buy us a new beginning. So I swallowed the drug. Five hours later, they gave me a prepaid debit card and sent me home. By the time I reached our basement apartment in Queens, pain was spreading through my lower back, and my mouth tasted like rust. I stopped outside the door, heard enough from Adrian’s phone call to understand everything, then covered my mouth as blood surged up my throat. My parents were alive. Liz was alive. The debt was fake. And the past five years had only been a punishment.