Life After Life A Novel Novels & Stories

This is the story of a young man with a secret talent who plays good samaritan and finds himself at the center of a battle bigger than himself... but he won't be alone! At least that's part of the gist for now.😅 Now let's see how it goes… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "The ghosts in my house wouldn't be so bad if they could just stop trying to cook" which will not appear in this form because it's allowed to work around them and so I did.

They couldn't have been more than fifteen years of age and were both intelligent looking. "We are the new fates, brothers Jackson and Nowell and you two are Rai, the Grim Reaper and Sebastian, a Death & Life soul cultivator, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," Jackson stated and presented his open hand to us as he stepped closer. Rai shook it first and said we needed to clean up the mess. "We will deal with it, you both enjoy your newly engaged selves," Jackson grinned. We both thanked them profusely and stood back as they waved their hands over the corpses and the bodies and blood all vanished.

“Lilly what has happened are you ok?” My family is dead, they died in a car accident, I'm alone. My mate took me in to be his breeder; he didn't want me as his mate. He promised to marry someone else. I was so lost in grief I thought I deserved all of it, my mate loss control and raped me. I felt so defeated that I wanted to die, so I jumped off wicked falls thinking I was going to die. Then my brother comes to me, tells me that it's not my time and I wake up. That is my story and my mate is know one other than Alpha Ivan the one that Jenny is to marry. Then to find that Jenny is Landon's sister which is crazy. “Lilly, I need you just to claim down, so we can figure this out together, but I

That's why I'm going to have a sit-down and see whether I want to deal or not. I wondered what it would be like, to focus on something else for once. To look forward to living when I'd been so hellbent on dying. Knowing that you'd lived past the day you thought you were going to be dead is an odd feeling. It doesn't feel so much like borrowed time but a rebirth.

*** GIANNA *** Back to reality. As soon as the plane landed, I felt the change. All day, I've been avoiding thinking about this, about going back to my real life, but I guess there was no escaping it now. Although I sat in the car with the Russo family, I already felt the loss. The weekend is one I'll store away in my mind for those rainy days to come because I'm sure I'll never have another like it.

Chapter 49: His Life Zaina’s POV In this world, life is like a game of survival. You need to be brave, wise, and strong to survive. The only difference between life and a real game is… once you die, it’s over. You can’t be resurrected. If you’re lucky enough to stay alive, then move forward and continue living in this chaotic and cruel world.

There was a snap, and she let out a gasp, eyes flying wide open. "M-my neck! It hurts!" She cried out. "In order for you to come back, you have to heal how you died. You died of a broken neck. It's healing now, and the bone snapped back in place." He explained, sounding apologetic. Cece briefly saw stars, and she dropped to her knees, letting go of Death's hands. But he kept a hand on her back. "I don't need you getting lost in this part of the afterlife." He explained

I couldn't help but wonder if she'd slipped something bad into it. This time around, I didn't dare touch it. I slid the jar back to her. "You can have it." After watching her finish it, I went back to my bedroom and dabbed some moisturizer on my face to test my suspicion. In no time, dark spots bloomed across my skin, in the exact same places as the ones on Mirabelle's face. As I expected, things hadn't changed even though I was given a second chance at life. I recalled how, in my previous life, the more skincare I used, the more spots and wrinkles I developed, as if I had aged 20 years overnight.

If I had answered her call, would she still be alive? Outside the car window, the night stretched on, endless and dark. I pulled over to the side of the road and dry-heaved uncontrollably. Tears blurred my vision. Pain crept up my ankles, and the late grief bent my spine. In this endless night, my soul was crushed again and again. Did keeping a promise to the dead even mean anything anymore? In my mind, I spoke to Cherry. "This world is unbearably cruel. I thought I could survive the darkness. But now that I've seen the light… I'm sorry, Cherry. I'm breaking my promise. Please forgive me when I see you there."

"He used to cook for me too, all the time." The bed began moving toward the operating room. William gripped my hand tightly. I forced a small smile. "What are you so afraid of?" I asked. "If you don't make it out... what am I supposed to do?" he said. I paused. Then, I said quietly, "Then let's meet again in the next life." Our hands were pulled apart, and the doors of the operating room closed behind me. … [In the Next Life — March 16, 2024, 2:07 AM — I'm Turning Into An Angel]