Life After Life A Novel Novels & Stories

" I immediately run towards her, and I was about to push her... But... It's too late. I found our body lying on the road with blood. I tried to reach out her hand even though I cant hardly move my body and my eyes are getting blurry. "J...J...Joy... Joy... Wake...up. Wake up. Joy... Wake up." I shed tears. I keep patting her hands, but she's not responding to me anymore. My eyes are getting blurry that I want to close my eyes now. However, before I could close my eyes, I saw... The door of the car opened. From inside a woman come out. I didn't have a chance to see her face because I lost my consciousness. --- THE END. SEE YOU IN BOOK 2 :')

Still, I hope to keep weaving beautiful stories with all the people that I came to love in this world right up to the last page of life. THE END (book 1 of the trilogy)

- Ethan whispered to the beginning of our lives together. - I love you too. - I stood on my tiptoes to feel him squeeze my waist and finally seal us in a kiss, just like in a beautiful romantic movie. Closing one story to finally open another. Thank you. First I thank God for the opportunities he gave me to write this book, my family for being patient with me and you who have read and followed the book so far, I thank the platform for the space and for accepting my book, this is my first novel, I know I don't master it very well, but this book was inspired by a joke when I moved house, Our neighbor had a ferocious sense of humor, but in the end it was just that, well I don't talk about relig

"Surviving would have meant a lifetime looking at a window while lying on a bed, hoping for the sweet release of death." "..." "I meant paralysis, David." "Yes, I got that." "Did you?" David nodded. He didn't have a body but he felt as if he nodded. "So, am I dead?" "Yes." "Where am I?" "In the life after your life." "Couldn't you just say afterlife?" "No, because you aren't fully dead. True death means to disappear into nothing. As you are now, you still have life." "This isn't much of a life." "Oh, your new life hasn't come yet."

(SHATTERED TRUTH) IN LIFE AND DEATH, CAN YOU STILL HOLD ON TO THE GOOD, IF EVERYTHING MEANS A HELL IN BETWEEN? WHAT WILL YOU CHOOSE, IF ALL THE THINGS THAT YOU EVER WANTED TO COME RUNNING DOWN TO THE PATH OF HELL? WILL YOU STILL GO ON OF YOUR LIFE AND LIVE? OR PERHAPS YOU WILL JUST END UP IN HELL? Either of those and the long run of this novel, can you still go on and read every chapter after this? Are you brave enough to stay on your foot and will not regret ever coming from this chapter? What if after this one, you will find yourself cursed? Will you believe?”

talk to people from all over the world. It was then that he found out that his situation wasn't normal. Over the next two years he learned other languages with the help of some foreign friends he had befriended and became quite fluent. Apparently, he had a knack for languages as he picked them up with little effort. Life continued like this, and he was content. You would think after being treated the way he was, one would develop some sort of a noble goal in life like getting revenge on his uncles and their families or just moving out and living freely but no. Sheng Chen just lived day to day, never made any plans, and never really hated anyone or loved anyone. Even his aunt, who he lat

Adeline POV I rush into my house that sits in the woods due to the storm outside. I went into the city to do some shopping for myself since my birthday is coming up in a few weeks. Once I was inside I realized that my husband wasn't home. My husband, Ezra Blackwood, and I have been married for 2 years. He is the Alpha of our pack, Blackwood Bay.

“Maybe not everyone gets the ending they planned... but I think everyone deserves one. Even if it looks different. Even if it takes time.” Lila nodded thoughtfully. “Like how you didn’t know your story was going to end with us.” Emma smiled. “Exactly.” Her next book took root slowly. It wasn’t a story about loss it was one about finding joy again. About what comes after the storm. About how survival isn’t the end, but the beginning of something softer, stronger. She didn’t rush it. She let the words come like waves. Gentle. Steady. Healing. One night, curled in bed with Jake beside her and Lila asleep down the hall, Emma whispered, “I didn’t think I’d get to live a second life.”

"Zoe!" Caleb's voice trembled with fear and panic. As my consciousness faded, I felt no fear, only a strange sense of relief. Was it finally ending? I thought I had 24 hours left. Had it come even sooner? Maybe that was better. At least I wouldn't have to suffer through the pain eating away at me anymore. "Caleb, the journal on the nightstand and the voice recording are my parting gifts to you. Please remember to take a look," I thought.

Anthony had come back to life too. He confessed, "In our previous life, I didn't marry you, it was Holly. Your parents claimed she was my savior, but I just couldn't warm up to her. That's why, when the time came to move on, I asked to be sent to the coldest, most remote outpost, hoping to get away from her. Sure enough, she couldn't stand the bleakness of the frontier and hightailed it back to Riverton in no time.