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.

"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]

I grabbed my helmet and clasped it on before getting on my bike and riding away. Yeah we never began, but why does this feel like i have known her all my life? Why does it feel like a part of me has just been ripped open? It only points to one thing, which I don't want to acknowledge but yet it is freaking obvious — I am in love with Bliss Carnap. . . . . . |•BLISS•| During my study time before resuming to college, I read a book titled 'After' by 'Anna Todd'.. It wasn't just one book it was more like a series kind of book, though still about the same people.

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.

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!"

He kept promising to put me through hell over time in a menacing tone. For so many years, I was neglected and treated like I was invisible. In the end, I jumped into the sea in a state of mental confusion and died. The absurd thing was that while I lingered in the mortal world during my final moments, I saw Sarah returning to the country in a flashy manner. She reunited with Emil. She didn't die and had been living well. She became an internationally renowned designer. Sarah and Emil's deep and belated love received everyone's blessings, and I was the only fool from the beginning.