Novel & Cerita Life Is Yours Death Is Mine

Him. She’s Mine.

Liam "Death is not the opposite of life... It's a part of life..." -Haruki Murakami Unlike what is shown in movies and written in books, I somehow realized how easy and painless death was. Survival was hard. For death, all you have to do is make one single decision and all your agony and pain fades but survival...that's a whole different game.

"I've avenged you, Queenie." I closed my eyes and saw Queenie's smile. It was wider and brighter than before. My best friend waved at me and slowly faded from my mind. A moment of hesitation later, Felix said, "This is finally over, but your life isn't. You still have a long life ahead of you. You can live with your head held high now. You don't have to hide yourself anymore. You can have a peaceful, happy life." He gave me an earnest look. "My father would like you to come over and have dinner with us to celebrate a new lease on life for you."

Darling: [Baby, when are you going to confront that arrogant heir? Leah: [After I get the last bit of money, we'll run away together.] Darling: [Timothy's a fool. He really thinks you love him so much.] The chat history ended with a message from my account. Leah: [Don't worry. Everything's going according to plan.] This meticulously fabricated record attempted to pin my death entirely on a dirty deal involving an unfair division of spoils. Looking at the phrase ‘everything's going according to plan’ in the screenshot, my soul trembled violently. The painful memory I had been desperately suppressing flooded my mind instantly.

In her last moment, her hand shot out, clamping onto his leg in a death grip. "Julian, die with me. Let's go to hell together." Without a flicker of emotion, Julian pried her fingers from his leg, one by one. She let out one last scream as she fell three stories. He walked to the edge of the balcony and watched her body hit the pavement, blood pooling around her. He felt nothing. A month later, Julian got the doctor's report. Lung infection. One month to live. He didn't seek treatment. With his last bit of money, he took a bus to New York.

“If you are done, you should leave. I have spent my life chasing my dreams. Putting them on hold to stay by your side was the worst decision I ever made.” Jonah stayed silent for a long time before his tears fell. The light in his eyes faded, and he walked out with his head lowered. He looked like an old man who had lost everything. I never saw Jonah again, nor did I hear any news about him. I did not have time to think about people from my past. Not long after, a video clip Fenton recorded for fun became popular online. It showed my life in the pack. I ate heartily, rode a horse across the fields, and chatted with my grandmother under the sun.

“Without you, every day is unbearable. “Cece, I’m sorry for hurting you. But I loved you. I still do. “I once prayed to God, begging Him to let you live. And if you didn’t, I asked Him to take me with you. He heard my prayer.” I could no longer speak. Tears streamed down my face. Love made people foolish. It could make someone lose their sense of self. Maybe this was the best ending for us. I reached out and held his hand after stealing one last glance at him. The rhythmic beeping echoed through the room. Then, it stretched into one long, unbroken sound. As it did, we both closed our eyes. I felt weightless. I felt as if I was floating. When I saw Lily bawling as she held me, I knew I was al

“It was yours.” “How did I die?” “I killed you.”

Grandma, Dad, and Marc, I'm sorry I didn't visit you more often! I'm sorry I didn't tell you how much I love you because of my pride! I'm sorry for causing you so much pain after you find out I'm dead! I'm sorry for everything! I hope you can forgive me in this lifetime." These were the only thoughts running through my mind as Damon dragged me through the hail of bullets towards the exit.

He leaned in close, and I could see his eyes flashing as he struggled to control himself. "Girl, I want you to know that, once again, we are not done. If you think this is the end you are sadly mistaken. I'm not sure what the hell gave you the impression that I got my fill of you or that I would let you walk away without a fight, but you are dead wrong. You are just lucky I do not have the time to properly punish you right now. So, let me explain it to you this way and I hope the message sinks in this time," he said very quietly as he leaned even further in so his whole face filled my entire vision. "YOU...ARE... MINE," he growled out and I felt each word hitting me like a blow to the gut.