Novel & Cerita Just Let Me Die

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

After my older sister, Elise Sterling, is supposedly imprisoned for financial crimes, I become the target of retaliation from her enemies. I can't find a job and live under constant threats. Almost every morning, I find garbage left outside my door. At night, I come home to find my front door splattered with red paint, imitating blood. I break down and fall into depression. Over the next five years, I make three attempts to end my life. The last time, as I lay there after emptying the entire bottle of sleeping pills down my throat, waiting for everything to end, I suddenly hear my sister's frantic voice. "I only wanted to punish Leon! Why did you take it this far?" Her godbrother,

“Nikita, please just tell us what’s going on.” My heart pounded against my ribcage, a desperate drum trying to keep time against the tide of chaos threatening to overtake me. I took a breath, steadying the tremor in my hands, and when I spoke, the words felt like stones sinking into the abyss. “As you all know, I died...” I forced myself to continue. “...But when I did, I saw my mother. She told me the only way I could truly die was by the hand of my curse. It has to run its course.”

She had nothing to lose anymore. Everything disappeared from her world like a flower wilts down and never grows up again. The men placed the coffin on the ground beside the grave which was dug deep. She watched intensely as they slowly and carefully moved the coffin inside the graveyard. Her consciousness started screaming, everything seemed to fade down around her. Her world was crashing, the walls were turning into bare sand. Her consciousness became violent to raise a word, wake her heart from its deep slumber, to form endless tears but nothing was working.

Will Yvonne come back? "This body you're residing in will slowly die." Naturally, a body without a soul, without a life, will rot. "Will I feel the pain?" I asked. I'm not afraid of the pain that I'll experience, I'm already thankful enough that I experienced luxury even if it's only for a short while. What I agreed to is the money that I'll receive after helping this little fluff, let's just focus on that.

Every word pierced his heart, but he couldn't let the one he loved so much die. Elena understood that no matter what she said, Aiden would never betray his Alpha and she had to accept her fate, but she wanted one night to cherish, with her lover, because after that she would be doomed forever. " Make love to me," she said to Aiden and he closed his eyes and put his forehead on hers. " Don't make me do this, only I know how I am controlling myself, Elena", Aiden said to her on his shaky breath. He knew that everything that he had done was wrong, but now he would not go further in his relationship with Elena.

he said hitting my leg to force me to open my eyes. “Let me go and I will do what you want, but if you are just going to kill me I am not going to let you control that. I am going to die when I want to, not when you think I should.” I said opening my eyes. “I know you are going to die too, so this makes everything a little better.”

[Sydney] Why can't they just let me die? It would be so easy, I'm already cut and bleeding. Why bother with the IVs and the monitors? It doesn't matter anymore. Did it ever matter? My entire existence has been a fraud. If my hands were free I'd count the ways on my fingertips all the ways I've been lied to and used.

"Eden… I didn't mean to… I really didn't know it would turn out like this… I just… I just heard the elders say that doing it this way helps the dead go to heaven… I was trying to do a good thing… I didn't mean any harm…" He trembled while he cried, as if he had suffered some terrible injustice. "I just wanted to do something for him…" "A good thing?" I repeated softly. "Feeding a body to dogs is a good thing? Shoving ashes up your hole is a good thing? Curtis, do you have a single honest word left in you?" I unlocked my phone and played the footage I had found near the operating room. The images were suffocatingly brutal. The body being dragged across the ground, torn at by dogs…

The five of them… closing in. I looked around, but… No escape. My lips trembled. Tears fell uncontrollably. My heart… shattered. So this is how I die… Alone… In the dark… My fingers loosened. The stick slipped from my hand. My body went limp. I didn’t want to struggle anymore. There was no point. Slowly… I closed my eyes. I was waiting… For the pain, for the tearing. For the end. A low growl sounded close to me.