Left 4 Dead 1 & 2 Novels & Stories

"In your next life, don't love someone this way. And don't make anyone wait." Stepping out of the cemetery, I drew a deep breath, feeling the weight I'd carried for years finally lift. As the car drove away, I watched the city blur past and allowed a small smile to form. This time, I had truly let go.

Ansel leaned against my side, his small fingers gripping the front of my dress. "Mother, where's Father?" "He's gone." "Gone where?" "Where he belongs." Ansel gave a small, uncertain nod and did not ask again. The procession reached the family grounds. The coffin was lowered into the earth, the grave was sealed, and the headstone was set in place. Two names were carved into the stone. "General Stellan Montclair. Lady of Fidelity, Daphne Langford. Buried together." From that day forward, the whole world knew that Stellan Montclair was dead and Daphne Langford had followed him to the grave. They were 'buried together' for eternity.

Six years after my younger brother and my fiancée passed away, I picked out a grave for myself. Before my final visit to their graves, my mother suddenly said, “Miles, you don’t have to go this year. The truth is that they never died.” I was startled for a moment before the two of them walked right out of my brother’s room. My brother, Sean, put on a teasing smile as he draped an arm around the woman beside him. “I won the bet! I told you my brother would never figure it out. “Who’s going to be on top tonight, huh, Vera?” My so-called late fiancée, who used to cry whenever she saw me suffer even the slightest grievance, looked at me with open disdain. “He’s just too stupid. We’ve been

Better to burn them all and give myself a clean slate. I struck a match, dropped it on the floor, and walked out without looking back. From across the street, I watched the house go up in flames. The orange glow lit up the whole block. The fire department and the cops would be here soon. They would find a charred body inside—I had paid off a friend at the morgue for an unclaimed female corpse. Isabella Torrino would die in that fire. Isabella Rossi would be reborn somewhere else. My phone rang. It was my mother, Sofia.

There will be scenes of BDSM dynamic between our Male Lead and Female Lead, so if you aren't into kink or it makes you uncomfortable, please do not read any further. I hope that you enjoy Alpha of the Dead. --Sydney

My fiance, Adrian Hale, and I had planned to go snorkeling on Valentine's Day. The day we landed in the south of France, I discovered that his first love, Vivian Clarke, had come with us. They insisted on heading into unpatrolled waters. "But those waters are dangerous, shrouded in strange rumors..." Adrian frowned at me. "Sophie, do you have to ruin the mood right now?" Vivian smiled and hooked her arm through his. "With you here, nothing is going to happen to us." Once we were in the water, Vivian recklessly swam toward the deeper channel. A swell shoved half her body into a narrow opening. I swam over to pull her free, but she thrashed and drove her heel hard into my knee. Her elbow knock

This was the last day of the two-week deadline of which I was set to be erased. Thinking of how I would never again see my family and friends from the other world, tears streamed uncontrollably down my face. When blood suddenly poured from my mouth, Natalia and the other three rushed over and held me in panic. "Luc, we'll take you to the hospital right now! You're going to be alright!" Just as I gently pushed them away and calmly prepared to face death, several familiar figures came running toward me. It was my mother, my sister, and my friend from my original world.

“We’re going to have a blast! You’ll also feel muscles you didn’t even know existed tomorrow!” She laughs at that. I don’t. I am not excited about that at all. Walking inside to the gym, I see the area that’s set up for the class to one side. There looks to be ten or so others over there preparing for the class. Bianca heads over and introduces me to some of the people she’s gotten to know. The first is a petite, toned, brunette named Rachel. The second is a guy, about our age, if I had to guess, with tan skin, dark eyes and hair. He introduces himself as Jose. Jose seems like he has a really fun personality. Lastly, I meet a taller, light skinned, red head named Miranda. She smiles with her

“ He's right. Three months left.” The moment he spoke it, my world shifted. I'm in a black hole. It feels like I'm in a jungle and no one's coming to save me. My planets exploded. Three months to left is not needed anymore. I already feel dead.

On the desert sandy floor stood an Atty of Nazgul birds, gritting their teeth angrily and waiting for me to come out so they could devour me. Knowing that this is a lost battle, I changed my direction. I know that this tunnel is more like a puzzle, and there must surely be another way out. I took my right turn, but I was met with another army of skeletons. Not wanting to confront them, I changed my direction to the left. I have always suspected since I was young that my right doesn't favour me. My left is always better. So, I started following all the left turns.