Just Let Me Die Novels & Stories

��𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘭. "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘪�

The day I die Will be The greatest night When I’m free I’ve tried to stay alive But I feel dead inside And you cant stop the actions that I speak Follow me on tik tok for spoilers and updates https://www.tiktok.com/@dragonladydavis?_t=8Wg4MiRTlyY&_r=1

He had his reading glasses perched on his nose and was scrolling through his newsfeed on F******k. "And teenagers are widely known to go against orders sometimes". He continued, this time fully engrossed in his phone. "Oh honey! I know but it is not that". Hannie cried out and mistakenly spilled the water on the floor while taking the kettle off the sink. "It is about, you know? The curse". She whispered this time, crossed over the spilled water and placed the kettle on the cooker. "Have you forgotten that he is not supposed to keep late nights immediately he turns fourteen? And he has been keeping to the instructions all these while not until he turned fifteen lately. She added almost at th

I can feel it, my soul slipping away. “Let me die; I don’t deserve to be alive,” I said, removing all the wires from me. “Please stop it; you are truly dying,” Maven cried. “Let me die,” I hissed, falling on the bed, and my sight was getting blurry. There was a commotion in the ward, and Maven cried loudly. The doctors brought the defibrillator, but I was gone, falling into darkness. *****************

I'll just be some Casey Anthony to them, getting away with murder. I should have died. I've been too close, so many times now. Why can't I just freaking die? Am I too stupid to die? I held onto a man who didn't want me for years, and now I hold onto a life that obviously doesn't want me either and I can't let it go. That's what I'll do. I'll just let go. I'll just let myself die. Free of consequences, free of Kellan. Kellan has tired of me anyways, I am a burden to him now. Only something to slow him down and cause him extra work. I replied on thinking he wouldn't kill me for too long, he even said himself that a quick death is boring. Maybe he was waiting on me to do this the whole time?

Melody glared at me, her brows furrowed. "Don't try any tricks. Give me the statue. When you're gone, I'll honor you, but I will take your place as chief designer. I'll live better, stronger, in your stead." I studied her smug expression, a faint smile curling at the corners of my lips. Without hesitation, I smashed the statue to the ground. A horrifying scream sliced through the air. "Ah!" A swirl of dark energy dissipated into nothingness.

“I said fucking stop the car!” “Let’s make a deal, Gamma Austin!” “No!” I growled. “Stop the fucking car!” “Tell Alpha Jacob to withdraw his candidacy for Council Head!”

"Ben, I'll definitely take you with me and escape this hellhole." I crossed my arms over my chest, wishing with all my heart that Dad would live the rest of his life in freedom. Dying from the fall wasn't painful. I hit the rocks hard, and almost the next second, I found myself floating in the air. I looked down and saw my body lying against a boulder below. Dense tangles of vines wrapped around my body, blood dripping down the dark green stems. I subconsciously drifted upward and reached the edge of the cliff.

Jayden shouted, "What?! How could Lily commit suicide? Wasn't she pregnant? It must be you! You drove Lily to her death! You think winning 80 million dollars gives you the right to treat people's lives like trash? Zendaya, you're heartless. Aren't you afraid Lily' will come back to haunt you?" Jayden's voice dripped with accusation. As my husband, he did not bother asking how I was doing first. Instead, without knowing any of the facts, he immediately blamed everything on me.

You've been killing me softly And finally, the pain is too much Oh And I'm all out of whiskey To soak up the damage you've done Oh It's there is anything I'm guilty or of It's loving you too much If anybody asked how we died Call it suicide Don't fabricate Just tell them, baby It was suicide Don't sugarcoat it, just let them know..... Ahhhh, Call it suicide Oh... Don't fabricate (No don't fabricate it) Just tell them, baby It was suicide (It was...) Don't sugarcoat it, just let them know Ohhh...baby Just let them know Ohhh, just...heyy, hey