I'll Meet You At The Graveyard Novels & Stories

After walking for quite some long minutes, we started walking towards the graveyard. Why were in the graveyard? Does he have someone who he wanted to meet in this graveyard? " Do you have someone you want to meet here?" I asked. " No, you have someone whom you want to meet here," be said and I was dumbfounded. And after a short walk we reached in front of a old junk house. It was something like store house of a graveyard. "Are you afraid?" he asked. I interlocked my hands on his and said," yes, I am but I trust you. There will be a reason for it," I said.

The distance might have already killed me. "Take a right", said Dane. I was surprised. We aren't going home? I turned the car as he said. The road was very silent and hardly any cars were in sight. I wondered where we are going. "This is a road to the graveyard. Hardly anyone comes here. People who have nobody are laid here. I put my mom in here", said Dane. "Oh Dane!", I'm so sorry I told him. "I was thinking of how we had gone through the same things yet you managed to be someone who blossomed into a kind person where I became an ogre", said Dane.

I'm sure the money we're going to get from your life insurance policy is going to be more than enough to buy formula for our baby! Darkness surged before my eyes. It felt as if the whole world collapsed in that instant. Just as the very last inch of my heart froze, Zachary's doting voice slipped in again, "I get you're happy, but be careful, alright? Don't upset the baby." The last thread holding me upright snapped. I had no strength left to move forward. My body collapsed limply into the snow. Just as my consciousness slipped into the darkness, an anxious voice burst out, "Zachary! Why hasn't Sophie come back yet?!"

His voice was ragged, his chest heaving under his soaked shirt. "I’m fine," I lied for the hundredth time. I was definitely not fine. I was shivering so hard my teeth were clicking together, and the heavy satchel of ledgers was banging against my hip, bruising me with every movement. But I wasn't letting go of those books. Not now. The graveyard sat on a small hill, surrounded by a rusted iron fence that looked like jagged teeth against the gray sky. It was a lonely, creepy place even on a sunny day, but in this storm, it felt like the set of a horror movie. We needed to get to the SUV Henry had stashed for us just past the cemetery gates. It was our ticket out of this nightmare.

“We met at the veggie place, remember me?” I shut my eyes. In my head, I dug an imaginary grave and tried to bury myself in it.

ANA I drag myself out of the car, my feet heavy as lead as I make my way to the graveyard behind the gated fence. Every step feels like I’m wading through thick mud, weighed down by the endless tears I’ve cried and the hollow ache in my chest. I don’t even know how I made it here, but somehow, I keep moving. I push open the gate with trembling fingers and let my legs carry me to the headstone. The graveyard is quiet, almost untouched, the few bodies buried here belonging to people connected to my family. It’s a private place, away from the world.

Instead, I drifted away, gazing into the distance. I liked the cemetery's location. It overlooked a glittering lake—the same one where I used to stare at my reflection as a pup. Only Leo would think to bury me somewhere I would have loved. By the time they were too exhausted to continue fighting, they both lay on the ground, wounded, staring up at the moon. Leo bared his teeth at Ryan, panting heavily as if he wanted nothing more than to tear out his throat. "How dare you come to Tiana's grave?" he growled. "She just wanted to rest in peace, not be your possession even in death!"

“He specifically asked that you meet him at the pack graveyard.” Killian went completely still beside me. The pack graveyard was not a place chosen casually, nor was it a location for ordinary conversations. It was a sacred ground. A chill traced slowly down my spine. “Did he say why?” Killian asked, his voice now dangerously quiet. “No, Alpha,” the maid answered softly. “Only that it must be there, and that it concerns matters that cannot be spoken within walls.” I slowly turned my head to look at Killian. He was already looking at me.

He yanks me by one arm, pulling me with such force it actually hurts. "Ow! Stop!" I shout, but he puts his other hand over my mouth, walking me down the hill until I see the cemetery, the same familiar place I know very well. "Do you see that gravestone?" he growls, pointing in the direction of Zack's resting place. "Yeah. Why?" I say in my best bitch voice. He turns me around to face him, his hands tight on my shoulders. "Because you'll be buried next to him if you do not listen to me carefully!" His words feel like they're cutting into my flesh.

Clad in a jogging suit, she embarked on a lengthy walk, hoping it would grant her the deep, peaceful sleep she had been lacking for the past three days. As she jogged through the area, an old graveyard caught her eye. Attempting to change the song on her headphones, she was interrupted by a chilling scream that made her scan her surroundings. Intrigued and a bit unnerved, she noticed an SUV in the graveyard, surrounded by men fervently digging. "What the heck?" she muttered, taking cautious steps toward them. Amidst the secret activity, a familiar voice reached her ears. "You said to bury you in the graveyard, but you didn't specify alive or dead?" The speaker remained unseen, adding an eeri