Just Let Me Die Novels & Stories

Lucas I hate my life, hell! I feel like dying, these days all I do is lock myself up in a room and count my mistakes over and over again wishing there is a way I can turn back the hands of time or even rewind time so I couldn't have made the terrible mistake that has cost me everything,

Running solved nothing. As much as it was going to kill me, I had to let him go. I had to let him run free. He wasn’t ready to settle down. He wasn’t ready to face the demons that were haunting him. There was nothing I could do to change that. I didn’t want to get caught up in the moment. Those demons would catch up with him eventually.

I don't want to die! "It's okay... I'll let you see." It's the voice... before I... passed out... and... the door... she's the... voice. "I'll let you see... I'll let you see... I'll let you see." Shut up! I don't want to die! "I'll let you see... I'll let you see... because... it's my fault." Her... fault? I'm losing... consciou-... "It's okay... this is... you'll see... because... it's my fault..."

I could hurt his perfectly sculpted face. "Come on, sweetie. Put the glass down. You don't want to die, do you?" he looked at me calmly. "If you want to live, you will put the glass down, go to the bathroom and get ready to land. If not, my people will kill you in a few minutes. So ... you have to decide. The cards are in your hands, baby. What choice will you make? " Damn it. He was good at convincing. And he was right. If I hurt or even killed him, his people would kill me.

He stood before the cameras with red-rimmed eyes and a face full of despair, declaring, "My beloved Lyra isn't dead! She can't be! I'll find her. She's my only wife!" I took a sip of my coffee calmly, not feeling anything. Jude had never loved me this deeply before, and I never expected that my "death" was required to awaken his love. Nonetheless, I no longer needed anyone's love because I had every reason to love myself. Based on my dedication and work ethic, I was quickly promoted at the hospital. At the same time, I didn't give up my research in regenerative medicine. However, I never submitted any of my papers again.

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."

For now, let's wait for my death. Will this just end already. I'm exhausted. I'm dying and I know it. I drowning and It hurts. It's like I'm waiting for my own end. Will it just end already. This is it. I know it. This is the end of me, there's no saving me, not anymore. So be it. I'm going to die, I accept it. I have no choice anyway, so let it be. Just let it be over quickly, I don't want to linger.

You will go to any extent to keep that smile intact on their face even though you are dying inside bit by bit. I’m sorry, I got deviated. I wish I could have worked on my whims and met you in college. But I was ashamed to face you for not keeping my promise to be with you. Otherwise, you would have known Amaan is a great guy and you both would have liked each other. Aashi, I am dying, and by the time you get this letter, I might already be dead.

I called him ninety-nine times, begging for his help. But in the end, this was the answer I got. 'I'm tired. I won't struggle anymore. Allen, this time, I'll set you free.'

The very thought of dying in this town where only one or two people will actually give a flying fuck makes me feel suffocated. “I want to live on my terms and die on my terms.” “Then do that.” Gina suddenly says, getting to her feet. “You deserve that much.”