Life And Death Book Novels & Stories

*FROM HERE ON THERE WILL BE NO CHAPTERS NAME (𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞)

They'd read 9 Lives, 10 Circles, and been tested on it. He wished he had a copy right now. It was a fiction book about one tom's attempt to gain an audience with the Black Devil. It read like a tour guide of the Underworld, down to the minutest detail, when it didn't go into the scratchings of the main character's slowly twisting mind.

She has just left Physis' office after their conversation and she knows she can't do anything to the young man, because it will reflect on the book of life; which the Queen would know. The book of life, as the name suggested, is a collection of all life that has been born in this world; may it be a mystical being or a human, all of it are recorded there. It is also located in the farthest part of the royal family, one that only the Queen would know where to enter and exit. Parie did it once, disobeying the law of mature, and it is a good thing that she only got two years of probation from it. For Parie, those years are like a breeze and before she knows it, she was released.

"As a matter of fact, it's a state of life and death." ~~~~~~~~~ So tell me, what do you think of this chapter? Well, express your thoughts cos there's still more coming.

Which in English meant : The story of a dead woman. Dad was never one to read books so why would he keep a book that had a creepy title hidden inside his drawer? Curiosity got the best of me, making me pick up the book and sit down in Dad's office chair as I opened the book where I was immediately met by the first chapter. Chapter One: Le jour de ma première mort It was never easy to make a life changing decision but I never knew how that felt… because I never made my own decisions. Not once.

He reminded me of a father I never had—stern, wise, yet strangely kind. So, if you’ve read this far… maybe you’re curious. Maybe you’re like me — searching for answers no one dares to ask out loud. Or maybe you’ve seen things, felt things, sensed a shadow in a room that should’ve been empty. If so, you already know: the line between life and death is thinner than we like to believe. I won’t promise happy endings here. I won’t even promise answers. What I can promise is truth — raw, unsettling, sometimes ugly. This is a record of what came after my end, of the choices I’ve made, and the ones I couldn’t escape.

“What did you say? She’s dead? That’s impossible! This isn’t on me! I didn’t do anything! I just did what you told me, which was to take the locket and beat her up! Her death has nothing to do with me!” The officer’s expression grew solemn. He stepped forward and snapped a pair of handcuffs onto Lenny’s wrists. “No. You’re wrong. Our investigation shows that Daisy died from an internal organ rupture caused by excessive force. Maybe you didn’t intend to kill her, but her death is directly connected to what you did.” Lenny froze. Fear flooded his eyes. He understood better than anyone what it meant when they said an eye for an eye. That was why, no matter how reckless he usually was, he only e

“That’s because I’ve been reborn, too. You and Cassie killed me in the previous life, and this time, you’re both paying for it.” “What? So it was all you? I’m going to kill you!” Cole screamed hysterically through the prison bars, but it was useless. Not long after I left, he broke down and smashed his head against the wall, ending his own life. With his death, my nightmare from the previous life finally came to an end. From that point on, every day was a new beginning. [The End]

It was the conversation I had secretly recorded the last time Trinity had come to the estate. I had made sure to fully charge the phone before I died. I wanted Nathan to hear, loud and clear, the true nature of the woman he had chosen, the woman he had been willing to let me die for. A long silence followed. His fingers trembled as he reached for the letter. He pulled out the paper inside and began reading. I had written down every detail of how I had saved him back then, every part of the story that Trinity could never know. The more Nathan read, the redder his eyes became.

"Wendy, don't stop me! Ricky's gone, and I don't want to live either! Tell me where he is. I'm going with him!" In my past life, I'd drowned in guilt, utterly convinced I'd personally killed my own son. I hadn't even seen Ricky's body before they buried him in a rush. Wendy flew into a panic. She had just spirited Ricky away. There was no way she could show me the corpse. All she could do was shriek, praying the noise would bring someone running in. True to her hopes, the door slammed open. My gaze locked onto a pair of bloodshot eyes.