How Not To Die Novels & Stories

You might have experienced the heat of embarrassment spread across your face. You know nothing. True mortification does not produce a healthy, rosy blush. It is the end of the world where the skies are radioactive clouds and the sea is acid. Its colour is grey and it burns deep in your core. It is one of the traits of modern life, back on our world at least, that we try our hardest to avoid danger and difficult situations. A safe, secure life is considered the ideal. However, that isn’t how nature works. Nature’s method of teaching us how to survive is to try and murder us. The nearer to death you get, the better at avoiding it you become. Assuming you survive.

Stop flattering yourself. "Without you, I won't die; I'll only live better."

Struggles to find a drug that can heal Nathan and keep him alive, but in the end it is the drug that leads to his death. "Death is something that we all experience for sure. All living beings will death, right, Sam? however, even though we know that we will all die, it doesn't mean we can't do anything to survive. We can only try, nothing more, that's why we must not give up and despair because a miracle will surely come." ***

So either you pay me, or you pay me with your life. Old Zane, after giving it some attention for a while, indicated his disagreement by shaking his head many times. In the beginning, he was a self-centered person who was frightened of dying because he didn't want to die, yet despite this, he was able to steer clear of any legal or financial issues for the whole of his life. Because he does not want to die, he is willing to take part in acts that are unethical in order to prolong his life.

Kier said, pushing his glasses up with a worried frown. He handed me a report. "As I mentioned before, if we force the chip to operate beyond its extended lifespan, it will cause irreparable neural damage to Mr. Faust." He expected me to panic. He still believed I was the same woman who would trade her soul to the Devil to save Alan's life. How quaint. I had changed. "I suppose we'll see what happens," I said, closing the report. My tone caught him off guard. "Uh, listen. I have a backup solution to—"

he said. "Val! You've seen the tree & haven't died!" He explained, "That's because I'm already dead. How can I die if I'm already dead? Plus, I’m lightning quick." "I'm pretty sure you can die. If the world ended today by an asteroid colliding with Earth, you're saying you wouldn't die?" "I wouldn't die from the impact, but I'd probably die from no blood. Everyone else would die so that leaves me with no blood," he said.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN FIONA’S POV The funniest part about almost dying is that no one tells you when it’s coming. It’s not stamped. It’s just sudden. People always talk about the fear, the pain, the last voices you hear of the people you love. But nobody talks about how pathetic it is to be drowned in those thoughts. I gazed at my phone while waiting for the traffic light to change. I was caught rereading our old messages for the hundredth time. It was crazy because I knew every single detail of those messages by heart.

"Yes, I will and take care too" "Mhm! Bye" "Bye" ****** "What am I going to do now?! I can't find them anywhere and...and...but they were living there before! How come they stopped their business and disappeared just like that! What am I going to do now?! If Felicia couldn't find them, who else can?! Oh, Lord!" "Mama?!! Are you alright? How can you not answer after screaming like that?!" "Oh! I'm so sorry, Lilly. I didn't hear you come in"

Her expressions were neutral, with no sign of pain or regret at this point. She couldn’t endure this pain now and felt like it was better to end it forever. There seemed to be no reason to live on for. No person to be happy for. No one wanted her or would be sad if she died.

He raised his glass. "To the deadies who refuse to stay dead. May you survive what's coming. Or at least die spectacularly." We raised our glasses. "To survival."