Novel & Cerita I Expect You To Die Fanfiction

“Everything I have, everything I’m worth, is yours after I’m dead.” . Hope you guys enjoy this chapter. And if you can, please support me by dropping a comment or gems <3... sincerely, me!!. . TBC

How am I going to get home? “Fat bitch, do you not hear me talking to you.” I don’t respond as I wonder how the hell I’m going to get out of this book. I’ve read several novels like this, but the main character almost always dies in their world. Dread fills me; did I die in my sleep? I didn’t even get to read the last Game of Thrones novel; how could I have died? I’m young and healthy, yeah I’m relatively thick, but a little fat never hurt anyone.

“What, do you want me to die?” “Stop using that as a threat.” “You’re the one pushing me!” Vivian burst into tears. “You said those things because you wanted me dead!” Her sobs filled the cramped car. Sean said nothing. His hands tightened around the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. He was tired of it. Tired of feeling trapped in something he could never get free from. “Daddy.” Eli’s voice suddenly broke through the silence. It was still thick from crying. “That lady is really pretty.”

And she just cried and I pushed the sword from Ylisha's back until it reaches my body, and let it through my back. "I love you Ylisha, " I whispered, I can't believe that it's really too late. That we have never had the chance to see the future together. ******* My body deliberately can feel that I'm going to die and I recall all my memories with her, I reminisced them one by one. I smiled as I kept thinking about the first time I met her, and I chuckled involuntarily, and just let all the recollection fills my brain and heart before I perished.

Very different. oh and yes… someone’s going to die. (Don’t hate me please!!! Ahhhh). so yeah, that’s my little rant and update. Please please please let me know what you think and what you want to read next. And WHOSE story you want to read next! And also, hey, I kinda like this rant! Might do it more often. Haha! Bye!

I slowly leaned back in my chair, staring at the diary like it had just rewritten the entire future. One of Jayden’s mates had to die. Not maybe. Not possibly. Had to. I dragged a hand down my face, letting out a long breath. “Well,” I muttered to the empty room. “This is going to be one hell of a conversation.”

She spat. Fancied? What we have was more than a mere fancy. "Are you doing this because you're jealous?" I asked. "Jealous? I'd rather die than to be jealous of you," she muttered before driving the dagger into Isis's heart. "Stopp," I screamed gripping my head. It was hard to believe all that was happening around me, the people I had began to love just died before me mad I had no power whatsoever to save them. "They died because of you," a voice kept saying in my head making me go mad.

I expect this farce to be ended, and wouldn't let anyone else be involved with me. Teresa glanced at me. "Why am I going to end it?" After she said that, she seemed to remember something and paused, "Okay, if you die, it will be over." "Then you are daydreaming." I interrupted Teresa directly. "Not only won't I die, but also I will live well. The reason why you are like this today, is not because of me." "What?"

When I opened the letter, I was surprised by its content. Dear Belle, my beloved, I love you so much that it hurts, but for some unknown reason, you can't see our love. You'll see it soon, once I You will have moved away from this companion bastard, we can be together after we die together. We will start a new life together with our own children and grow old together in the next life. I'll see you soon, my beloved Love your soul mate. XXX "Here is another guy who wants to kill me, but this one wants us to die together and be in love. Whatever he is, he's really an alienated madman. I just hope it won't cause too many problems with what's happening now

I fall back into the silence that I was usually so fond of. He throws down his keys, they clatter on the desk and he makes his way over to me. Pity, that was what I could see in his grey eyes. But not the kind of pity that would make him sorry for me. The kind where he regretted getting involved because there was nothing he could do. “Death.” I mutter. “Death and killing are the only things that I know. Thank you for trying to save me, Aiden, but I was meant to die. That is my fate.”