Life After Death Book Summary Novels & Stories

“Is that what’s causing my hands to be all tingly.” His great-uncle nodded. “So, are we close?” “Are we almost there.” “Yes, a bit more and you will be back. However, know this, you will be back but in a dead body.” Crown Prince gasped. “I’m sorry, this is how the resurrection works.” “So, I will be dead, but alive?” His great-uncle looked at him and asked, “Yes. Are you okay with that?” Crown Prince nodded. “Yes. Yes, I am.”

Soon, the air was clear of smoke and Amren immediately collapsed on the cold floor. Rhysand lay on the bed while Amren lay on the floor. The room quiets down after witnessing the forbidden ritual take place under their watch, the book of Resurrection on the table. Cold air blew into the room and flung open the chapters of the book, Witch Resurrection Dose. There the chapter of the book was written. "The Consequences of This Ritual is the exchange of the witch's life....INTERCHANGE OF DEATH AND LIFE....The Doer Dies, The Dead comes back to life"

Yuria said as she flung a little black book at him. Chase used his consciousness on the book and found it was sealed with a layer of prohibition. It was used to mask one's aura. Something about it felt familiar to Chase. "What is this?" he asked in surprise. "The Book of Life and Death," Yuria replied nonchalantly. "What? The Book of Life and Death? Are you trying to trick me?" Chase did not believe her. That was the true form of the Life and Death Martial Path Ancestor. The Book of Life and Death was now used only as a remembrance for him since he became a martial Path ancestor, and was used to record the reincarnation of millions of beings in the Hall of Death.

It was time to let go. She forced her head up to look one last time at her father. She tried to comfort herself with the fact that her family was at least going to have a proper burial. Finally after days in the cold. She shuddered. “Don’t say your goodbyes as if you are never going to see them again,” Bernard said. “We, the living, can never truly say goodbye. Because they are forever in our hearts and deep down we know it’s not the end. No matter how cruel death can be, it’s also a mercy in its own way. After death, there is always life. That’s the way of the world, it’s a loop, not a straight line that starts with life and ends with death. Remember, life always comes after death. There is

I hesitated to start this book as I had never ventured outside of the werewolf realm, but I'm glad that I did, and I'm glad that you took the chance to take this adventure with me. This was the longest book I had written. I'm happy that many of you stuck around to see the end of their story. Some of you want to know what afterlife awaits them, and I am not closing the door on that part. But many characters want to be written, so I want to give them a chance first. Perhaps one day I'll be able to go back and write about that part of their lives. For now, we will leave it as is and move on to Patrea&Lucius' story.

And with every turn of the page, I reveled in the possibilities, knowing that my life would never be the same. As the hours ticked by, I lost myself in the pages of the book, feeling its power and darkness wash over me like a wave of pure sensation. And as I closed it once more, my mind buzzing with ideas and possibilities, I knew that my destiny lay before me, waiting for me to take hold and shape it into something amazing. …Rowland POV…

she said. “I once read a book on Freud’s psychoanalyses so I understand what you’re saying. You’re a figment of security for my death so that I feel comfortable leaving, but tell me. What happens when you die? And I don’t mean the specifics but the afterlife. Is there even an afterlife?” She smiled at me but never answered. “Do you have any regrets?” “I don’t think so.. no— unless you count dying before I even got to live then yes,” I answered.

He's an entity of order not disorder. He placed his face in between his palms thoughtfully thinking about his life after death, he couldn't describe the negativity Death saw in him. He was as plain as reality, indescribable but always on track. He knew effectively nothing could stop his death for he believed he will die but his life after death was what scares him, he was so paled life became worthless to him. He felt manipulated, had no choice of survival after death for his life belongs to death. Not willingly but by force. Been the very end of things and nothing, Death assured William she would be there before his death, on his death and after his death. So, he had no choice. He either ac

I killed those three and found Alice and the rest of the wolves have killed the remaining ones. “Are you ok? Did anyone get hurt?” I checked on the pups first then the grownups and sighed in relief when I found minor cuts and some scratches. Not a big deal. We don’t turn from stuff like that, as in movies and series. If you weren’t a zombie, then you will never be. Simple like that. The male human hugged his family and looked back at me. “Thank you so much, you have saved us.” I nodded, then went back to my kill, rethinking my decision. I’m as stupid as Alice. We are hopeless.

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!