Is Death Inevitable Novels & Stories

“Just because terrible death is a possibility doesn’t mean it will happen.” “It doesn’t mean it won’t happen either. “Terrible death could happen walking out the front door. Everyone knows that.” Yes, but living the way we do is like loading the dice. It dramatically ups the chances for terrible death.” “We should stop saying terrible death and find some wood to knock on. But anyway, if you like her, go and get her back.” I grunt and start taking clothes out of the closet, hangers and all, and throwing the whole armload into the box. “Drag her back, you mean.”

I had to make the rest of them see we were dealing with killers. The woman seemed to be thinking it over. “Probably. But so what? A little death ain’t so bad. Not like it’s permanent.” I was sure I must have misheard her. “Sorry, what?” “She’d be dead for a bit, give the boy a chance to say he broke it off with her.” I felt like I’d had my legs kicked out from under me. “And then she’d come back to life?” “Of course,” said the woman, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Nobody stays dead in Nekromel.”

I take her hand in mine, careful not to hurt her because of the IV. "Oh, Katie. I was so sorry to hear that you were—" Weakly, she shushes me. "Let's not mention any of that. My death was always inevitable and now, my time has come. There's nothing to be sad about. I knew what would happen when I took the tests a few months ago. That's not why I called you here. I wish our circumstances were better, but we can't pick and choose when it comes to life. This is where I'd always end up one way or another."

Death has no regard for anyone, regardless of size, class, religion, or anything else. Death doesn't inform before it shows up at the door of an individual. Death doesn't make friends with anyone. Everybody is going to be dead one day, just give them time. Death is the penalty we all pay for the privilege of life. Death, for all his power, cannot carry water from the river with a sieve. Death, taxes and childbirth! There’s never any convenient time for any of them. A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic Death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it

Evan smiled, and before anyone could anticipate it, he used the scalpel to stab himself in the heart. Standing beside Evan, I screamed and cried. Countless people walked through me to try and save Evan. Alas, he was indeed an exceptional medical examiner. He knew the fastest way to die. Evan's body continued to twitch slightly. In his final moment, I saw him pointing toward me with his finger. He seemed to have spotted me. Smiling, he closed his eyes, putting an end to the last of his lingering attachment to this world. The situation descended into chaos as another medical examiner shook his head, signifying to Henry that Evan was dead.

Nathan knelt down, carefully gathering every last bit with his hands and gently placing them into the urn Jake had paid an exorbitant amount of money for. For the first time, Nathan, who was always strong and composed, held the urn in his arms, his eyes reddening. He whispered my name over and over. I curled my lips into a sneer. "Oh, this is just the beginning. You will be crying a lot more soon," I thought. Under Jake's urging, Nathan finally returned to the estate with my ashes. On the way, Jake told him the truth about my death. "Ms. Bartlett died from the pain of her illness. She suffered until she couldn't take it anymore. She wasn't sick as long as her sister, but because her conditio

Life couldn’t have been better. Despite that, I couldn’t help but wonder what the rest of the Duttons were up to. I knew that as long as they didn’t find a body, they wouldn’t declare a death. This led to endless speculation in society about whether the two of us were truly dead. Rumors and gossip spread everywhere, but I remained unmoved. Every day, I soaked up the sun, watched handsome men by the sea, and lived a life of pure indulgence. After half a year, though, I started to get a little bored.

Kyle turned to me and said, “There is your answer. Weren’t you wondering how I was so cool and indifferent even after hearing of death and a kidnapping?” “Oh” That was the only thing I managed to say as he elaborated. “Death is as constant as life. People around us are bound to die one day or the other. The sooner we accept that the better. These graves that you see…those were the people I used to know…care for…now they are no more…but I am above the ground and they are below. So, either I can grow strong and try to avoid any such further incidents or keep living in misery and sorrow.”

I once read that death is inevitable and people must try to die well. It was said that the greatest certainty in life is death and the greatest uncertainty is time, and it was true. I believe that death is inevitable but I didn't expect that I would die at this age, at this moment, at this time. I thought I could die well and happy, but time is indeed unpredictable. It always ruined your plans, the future that you picture out inside your head. One moment, you feel like everything is under your control, that you could do everything that you wanted. But then time snatch you that confidence just like a thief who robs you in the night. And you just realize that you are not in control of everythi

These choices take a huge part of their fate’s direction, their choices steer the wheel of their life despite having no idea where the road ends. But everything comes down to one—death. Still, even until there, they differ as well with how, when, and why shall it happen but nevertheless, it comes. And that is the only moment that they do not get to choose if to feel pain or numbness, with farewells or an abrupt stop, to see the sky or see a white ceiling. No matter how unfair, or no matter how much you still want to live, death is inevitable. It is the most cruel stage that humans have to go through.