I've Dug Two Graves For Us Novels & Stories

All I know is that I don't have much time left. After searching for awhile, I finally come across the one place I was looking for. It was marked as the grave as the unknown soldier. I could see that the dirt had recently been disturbed, telling me that I'm in the right location. I run to the grave, finding anything I can use to help dig. I notice a shovel leaning against a tree not too far away, and quickly run to it. I grab it, then immediately run back to the gravesite. I dig as fast as I can, not caring about the strain on my muscles. Rather just digging as if I'm fighting for my own life.

Julian whispered, coming to a stop in front of three graves — two of which had headstones. I had never visited Ambrosia and Dimitri's resting place before so I was glad that I got the chance to now. Sliding off Julian's back, I ambled toward the graves. The third one was dug, a coffin suspended above waiting to be lowered. I swallowed thickly, the pain of losing loved ones capturing my body. Vampire feelings were heightened so I could only imagine what Phillip and Julian were going through.

"Empty? What do you mean?" “Help me dig.” “What?! Are you out of your mind –“ I ignore him and start digging with my bare hands, my fingertips scraping against the coarse soil. Jonathan hesitates for a moment before reluctantly joining in the effort. “Dig the grave she says,” he mutters under his breath. “Next thing she’ll be asking to raise the dead.” “Shut up, Jonathan.” We dig. And as we delve into the soil, the mystery surrounding the empty tomb becomes more and more pronounced until we unearth everything…and find nothing.

I fell to my knees in front of my parents' old, overgrown graves and began to dig into the earth with my bare hands. The dirt tore at my skin, but I didn't feel the pain. My fingernails cracked and bled, mixing my own blood with the mud, but I kept digging. I dug with a feral, tireless speed, fueled by pure, unadulterated rage. With every handful of dirt I threw over my shoulder, I envisioned Mabel’s face. I envisioned snapping her neck. By the time the twin graves were deep enough, my hands were raw and caked in filth. Gently, reverently, I placed Toby and Leo side by side into the earth. I smoothed down their hair and kissed their cold foreheads.

I forced myself into tunnel vision, and dug deeper with my hands, feeling the rough dirt and rocks tear at my fingertips. Tears pooled in my eyes, but I wiped them away. There was no time for crying. I needed to be strong and get us through this. "Jesus." I turned to see Taborie standing above me. "Dude, you don't want to do this alone." He bent down beside me, continuing digging a second spot. We dug in silence while I fought back tears at burying my best friend. God, what would Mrs. Johns do when she found out? Taborie helped me put their bodies in their makeshift graves and cover them the best we could with leaves. It was a shitty job, but hopefully, they wouldn't have to stay there long

With his voice lowered, he said, "If you have something to say, say it directly. Beating around the bush isn't your style." Daniel replied, "What I mean is, Kristen is already dead. So, whose bone marrow are you planning to use to save your sweetheart this time?"

The Dug-Up Grave – A Message from the Past The old woman immediately grabbed a pickaxe that was still lying nearby. "Stop her! David, stop her! Don't let her near the grave!" Olivia screamed. "Who are you? Who is your aunt? Don't dig up Olivia's mother's grave!" David demanded. "I am an acquaintance of your mother's, son. Your mother was murdered, and so was your father. But your mother left a message that the moment you meet her blood family, this grave must be dug up," the woman replied.

I straightened up and let my gaze pass over the faces crowded in the doorway, all of them wide-eyed and eager to be liked. "Help you?" I laughed a little. "When you were calling me a penny-pinching fossil in Slack yesterday afternoon, you had plenty to say about my 'connections.'" "When you were popping champagne with Cassie last night and watching this place drive off a cliff without a single one of you speaking up, where was all your concern about your mortgage?" I picked up my box. "Adults live with the choices they make." "You all chose to believe in your brilliant growth hacker. Go ask her for a paycheck."

Mike was stunned for a moment before he shouted angrily, “What are you talking about? How can we be ruined?! That land is already mine. I have the right to develop it!” After spending so much money to buy that land, it was simply frustrating to hear someone say that they were ruined. The assistant looked pained. “We’re ruined because the land is yours! That land… Under that land…” He paused and then stuttered out, “There’s a mass grave under that land…”

I'll make you dance with my words untill I wear you off. I'll make your life as hell as you made for me, Owen Ashford! Last time I dug my own grave by letting you in my life.. This time I'll make sure to dig yours with my own hand and bury you there.