Life Is Strange Butterfly Effect Novels & Stories

"No... it can't... end like this..." Before the words had faded she toppled straight backward, crashing down onto the steps, her limbs twitching twice before she went entirely still.

The old woman's words hung in the air long after she said them. "The Bride of the Ninth Life has returned." Nobody moved. Not Kai, Not Draven, Not even the servant. The whole courtyard had turned to stone around me, and I stood in the middle of it, shaking, with no idea why a stranger kneeling on cold marble made me feel like the ground had opened under my feet. Ninth life?? What did that even mean? I looked at Kai. His jaw was tight enough to crack. I looked at Draven. For the first time since I'd met him, he wasn't smiling.

Another showing, a window in the room where the workers died blew out-not as if something had been thrown at it from the street, but outward. At the last showing, my client and I got stuck in the same room, the interior doors wouldn't open, but there are no locks on any of them; they just swing into other rooms. The lights flickered in the same pattern they had the time before. We could hear footsteps all over the building, but there was no one else there. When the footsteps stopped, the lights returned to a steady glow, and the doors opened as if they had never been jammed. If it was just one incident I may have been able to put a spin on it with my formidable marketing skills. Unfortunatel

As I looked across the street trying to find another way inside the truck stop, I saw my best friend Teresa crouching behind a box. We sat there for a moment. I looked around and saw a bat, and I threw an apple at his head. He bent down to pick it up. I jumped off the box and slammed the bat down on his head. He fell unconscious, some blood spilling from his head. Teresa walked over to me. “Just another day in Zamora, Mexico.” “Yeah.” We heard a grunt. I turned around. “Awe man, did I not hit him hard enough. I thought he was done for. “

It was quiet, almost sacred, with sunlight streaming through the large windows and rows of books inviting me to lose myself in their worlds. I wandered through the aisles aimlessly until I stumbled across a section on business biographies. My fingers hovered over the spines until I spotted one that looked familiar: Against All Odds: The Rise of Evan Bennett. I pulled the book from the shelf, my heart racing. I hadn't known a biography about him existed. The cover featured a candid photo of Evan, his piercing eyes staring directly at the camera.

You don't have long to live. She clutched her hair and crouched on the floor as the blood drained from her face. It was clear that I'd hit the nail on the head. Finally, I said, "You had plenty of opportunities to change your life. Do you remember the man you saved in your past life? He's actually Blake's father. You would've won Blake's friendship if you'd been nicer to Mr. Stone, but you didn't do it. "I tried to stop you from saving Wanda after being reborn, but you were so obsessed with becoming an heiress. You even resorted to injuring me so you could save her. All I can say now is that you're reaping what you sow, Lila."

An unscrupulous company discharges toxic wastewater into the river, causing my whole family to be poisoned because we rely on that river for survival. Everyone in my family, including my aunts and uncles, lives in the same village. We're all waiting for an urgent antidote delivery to save our lives. My boyfriend is Harrison Somers, and his company is the only one with the antidote. So, I ask him for it. He agrees to come but doesn't show up after a long time. Ultimately, my family members die after being tormented by the toxic wastewater because they don't have the antidote. Meanwhile, Harrison shows up at the hospital with his childhood sweetheart because she accidentally sliced her fin

The night had taken on a strange quality, as if the air itself carried whispers of secrets too old to be spoken aloud. Annabel stood in the garden, gazing at the table adorned with trinkets meant for guests to admire and take as mementos. Her fingers hovered over a bracelet made of silver and lined with tiny, delicate runes. It was simple yet conplex, catching the light in a way that made it seem almost alive. Without thinking, she picked it up. The moment her fingers closed around it, the world seemed to shift. The cool night air grew heavy, and her vision blurred as an intense wave of dizziness washed over her. Images flooded her mind, fragmented and disjointed at first but quickly taking

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.

Linda warned. " Yes, I won't ". She replied and they continued with what they were doing. ********** Later in the night, Maya was having a nightmare, as she kept tossing her head. She dreamt of being tied to a chair in a dark room and her mouth was tied up, she tried screaming and calling for help, but she couldn't. Then someone appeared in front of her holding a knife. " You ruined my life and I will make sure I kill you!". The Strange voice said angrily, she raised the knife and tried stabbing her in her tummy.