Novel & Cerita La Vida Después De La Muerte Novela

It was as if I was showing the living that death was not the end of life, but rather, the beginning of a new journey. My thoughts returned to the day of the accident. The surgery was successful, bringing an end to my tragic life.

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')

I didn't know. "Great. Then where else would I be travelling to?" "Ocean, then, fire and then-" "Wait, fire? What does that stands for now, huh?" "Nothing. Just fire." "Oh." He continued immediately without even considering my singled statement reply. "Then, the woods and then, the next life." "So, like the after life or something?" "No. No one has ever been to the afterlife unless they were dead." He replied, his brows sliding upwards in confusion. How was I supposed to know that next life and after life were different!

Life couldn't be any better. THE END

Annalise had no idea where she was or who had taken care of her. Something she did realise, however, was that the dream she thought she had was in fact a memory. The falling from the cliff was real- it had happened, but how had she survived? Annalise's throat was dry, glancing around, she saw a glass of water on the bedside table. Reaching for it, she held it both her hands, she brought it up to her face and inhaled. She didn't smell anything unusual and took a small sip at first, then another and another.

I always thought the hereafter is a place where you get to reunite with the people you loved, spending your eternity in their company. I was wrong. It’s nothing like that. It’s not bad, just not what I expected. As it turns out, the afterlife is a strange place. There’s nothing here. Just endless white and this warm, comforting light. I’ve never known peace like it. I don’t even care that I’m all alone. “Willow?”

she cried to us as she handed us the painting that was meant for us. I just smiled at her as she hugged us. I looked down at the painting I was holding. "Life in the Darkness" — The Woman Who Lived in the Dark." ** Life in Darkness has signed off.

Kaidaira's POV My eyes fluttered open. Was I in the afteife? Calantha had successfully killed me just as she wanted. But this place wasn't feeling like it should feel. This is the afterlife, it's supposed to feel unreal but this, this feels too real, I could smell the earthly dust, I could hear my wolf rumbling inside of me. She's back, my wolf is back! This place, it looks nothing like the afterlife, my senses were not fully awake, my vision was still blurred, I could not make full sense of my energy.

She was born with heterochromia(her left eye was green, while the other was hazel). "What do I tell them?" He mindlinked his wife. "Help me." "Old age," Aimee responded, much to Alpha Logan's relief. Carla hummed, turning back to peek at the grave from under her thick lashes. Taylor shifted her weight to her right leg, and fused her brows in deep thoughts. "What happens when we die?" "Our souls move to the afterlife, where there is no pain, but joy," Alpha Logan responded. "Are we going to die too?" Taylor inquired, tilting her head to the side, and flitting her gaze past the other tombstones.