In Another Life Book Novels & Stories

"Yeah, I can't take all this stuff. Pick whatever you need." She saw right through me. "You broke up with that lad, didn't you?" I laughed bitterly. She caught herself, patting my shoulder. "I thought you two were solid," she sighed. "Oh well, life is full of curveballs. Just remember that there are other fish in the sea." Her open-mindedness soothed me a little. The next day, sorting through the apartment, I felt drained. Even my once-sharp mind became dull. I tossed and turned all night, stuck between nightmares and waking up.

That even on the days I wanted to give up, the story—and the characters—kept pulling me back. Thank you for walking this journey with me. Thank you for laughing with them, crying with them, and believing in them even when the odds were stacked against them. There will be a sequel — The Life of Jeffrey and Annitore. If you want to see Annitore the monster who gave up her immortality for the man she loves, who later fell in love with the version of her that he created, and also how Jeffrey's powers are harnessed, please leave a comment and let me know. Your words mean everything to a first-time author like me.

"He used to cook for me too, all the time." The bed began moving toward the operating room. William gripped my hand tightly. I forced a small smile. "What are you so afraid of?" I asked. "If you don't make it out... what am I supposed to do?" he said. I paused. Then, I said quietly, "Then let's meet again in the next life." Our hands were pulled apart, and the doors of the operating room closed behind me. … [In the Next Life — March 16, 2024, 2:07 AM — I'm Turning Into An Angel]

Etta asked, fearful of what she might hear next. "No. My aunt and uncle on my fathers side live with another pack across country and my mothers brother was also killed during the rebellion. Once Beta James became Alpha he took me in. He was my fathers most trusted advisor and friend, I had no reason to doubt that he would care for me." Annalise closed her eyes as she thought back to her childhood.

“Don’t worry, I’ll meet with Elaine first thing in the morning and we’ll plot our next move. Henry won’t get away with this, I promise you. How about going for a nice walk on the pier? It’s a beautiful day and we can put all of this out of our minds, at least for a little while.” As Nate helped Anna clear the dishes, his thoughts were racing. How in a matter of minutes his entire life was going in a direction he had no control. He had no idea why he had listened to that voice in his head telling him to write a book when all he wanted to do was teach and study. And yet, he also told himself that had he not written the book, he would not have met Anna. His life might have been a lot less compl

Erin's body, which was cold at first, slowly warmed up. Kreeekkk.. Suddenly Erin's body grew bigger and her clothes were damaged until she was completely naked. "Ehh what's wrong!? What's going on!?" I shouted in panic. "Al, so you came from another world too?" she asked. Well, what I asked was why she grew up and turned into another world, ehhhh. "Another world too? So it's really you guys.." Wait a minute, she called me Al, right? "Don't interrupt! Just answer the question!" Noe.

Every day at lunchtime, I remember our moments together. Even here, a million miles away, she plagues me. Gianna! Maybe this is part of my penance; this suffering is worse than any death. It's like dying slowly, bit by bit every day—sort of like what I'd done to Felice and what I plan to do to the others. So maybe I was paying for my sins while here, so I won't have to pay for them in my next life. Please find me in your next life, Gianna! I'll wait for you there. ***

The room fell silent, captivated by the book's sudden appearance. "It contains the record of both the good and the evil that each person has done. This book is the ultimate judge of our actions, as it holds the truth of every soul." "The Book of Life will guide us in determining the outcome of this trial," he continued, his gaze piercing as he looked at me. "It will reveal the truth of your actions and help us reach a just verdict."

My fingers clenched around the candy, its stiff edge almost cutting my palm. Indeed, in our previous lives, he had been convinced that my only purpose was to be a blood bank and organ donor to Susie. Since Susie still died after I donated my kidney, that meant I served no purpose in this life, and the Grants had no reason to bring home a loser like me. I smiled, violently wiping the tears I couldn't fight back as I told myself—the old Yvie Grant was dead and I would live only for myself.

"When we couldn't find your body, we held a funeral with the clothes you always kept close. And Naomi, the one who poisoned you, was buried with them. The person who hurt you is dead. Can you forgive me?" I looked him squarely in the eye and suddenly laughed. "You were the one who pulled away every healer and didn't leave a single vial of antidote for me. You're the one who killed me!" I spat. I turned away, looked toward Daisy, then continued, "If it hadn't been for my sister, Daisy, I would've died from silver nitrate poisoning. The naive Patricia is gone. The one standing in front of you is a stranger who was given a second chance at life!"