Life Is Yours Death Is Mine 소설 & 이야기

“No chance of that. I like to live in reality, not some trumped-up fake world.” “What’s fake about people we love dying? What’s fake about a tiny baby fighting for a chance at life while you’re out wasting yours?” “For fuck’s sake. You are such a drama queen. Life is about death, isn’t it? None of us are getting out alive. I’m going to enjoy mine however I please.” “Great, you do that. Let me know if you need me to help you pack.” “I don’t need anything from you.” I open my mouth to respond, but the words get stuck in my throat.

It could rewrite the memory so nothing could trigger the original events while the chip remained in place. However, the pain from that experience would still need proper healing so that Alan would no longer try to kill himself once the chip failed. I had chosen to sacrifice more than I should have. I thought love might cure even this. I was wrong. Once Alan believed I had endured that torment, he treated me as if I carried every disease in the world. He turned it into a weapon against me. … The video ended. Sophia scanned the crowd, yet her gaze lingered on me longer than on anyone else. "You see, just because someone appears alive does not mean they are not dead inside.

“Make your choice, live—and fight me, fight your way to the top or die here… like a coward.” Lance’s words echo mercilessly in Adrianna’s head. Even as she sits in the grand shareholder hall of the Houston Group, her fingers keep clicking the pen in her hand—click, click, click—like a metronome to her unsteady heartbeat.

The rescue squad even used my story to raise awareness, publishing guides on flood safety and survival in submerged areas. I hoped that my death would be a reminder, that maybe people would choose kindness and empathy over cruelty. But human nature can be fickle; under pressure, it too often falls apart. Mandy would spend her life behind bars, and Wade would carry his regrets with him forever. As I drifted outside, I welcomed the sunlight on my face, watching the people who had come to say goodbye, flowers in their hands. Smiling, I whispered, "Farewell, everyone. In my next life, may I be a girl who always smiles."

If I died like this, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. ...... When I opened my eyes, the first person I saw was Chris. His hair was disheveled, and his white shirt was stained with blood, looking completely drained. Seeing me awake, he let out a sigh of relief, but then snapped angrily, “You don’t even care about your own life, and you blame others for hating you? If you died, you’d have no one to blame but yourself!” I looked at him and let out a weak laugh. “My fault? Then why did you save me? Just let me die already.”

He gently lifted my head up, so I was looking at him again. “Baby, It’ll always be you before me. When we eat, I’ll always make sure you’re served before me and always give you the last slice of pizza no matter how bad I want it. When we sleep, I’ll always stay up and stroke your hair just how you like it until I know you’re sleeping peacefully. When we watch a movie, I’ll always let you pick which one, even if I fucking hate romantic comedies. If we’re injured, I’ll always tend to your wounds before mine. Even in the smallest of things, it’ll always be you before me. Your safety over mine.” He said softly as his eyes started to glisten. “But in the case of death, I’m too damn selfish. It’ll

Mia's hands were clasped to her chest as she stared down at Reed with wide eyes that were quickly filling up with tears. "Mia, my love. I know we've only been together for a few months but, I've been seeing you in my mind for years. I want to spend the rest of our lives together memorizing every little thing about each other," Reed spoke, his deep voice had grown thicker with emotion. "I'm humbled and proud that after everything we'd been through, you'd still consent to submit to me and wear my collar. But I want the whole world to know you're mine."

Amanda gave in because she hopes that telling him how important she needs to be with her sister, he will let her go. “Uhmmm.. what do you want to know about me Boss?” Amanda asked as she sat a little far away from Aaron wrapping herself in the blanket. “Everything “ Aaron said for Amanda to sigh. “ I don’t have much boss, my life have been boring and hustling “ Amanda said for Aaron to nod. “My mom died when I was twelve and my baby sister was ten. Same faith I have with her because my dad used her to pay his debts to a gangster and she got killed. My only hope is that am sure you won’t kill me” Amanda said for Aaron to smirk.

She rolls her eyes at me as she walks around the room. “Well, since you want to play games, you should know that I excel at them. So listen closely. Death does not mean death However one must always die A bond must be chosen It’s for you to decide To keep a mate who may never be whole A woman tarnished to her very soul To share a piece true to heart One must go back to the start To make peace something must be given Or you must say goodbye to the land of the living Release her and she will be saved Her form anew for you to lave

-What's the use of having everything if there is no love," I threw a stone that made several jumps on the surface of the water. -You seem to be a nice guy, but you've been through a hard life -I turned my eyes back and a guy appeared with a bad clothes, I could deduce that he was a street person, he was a rather old man. Silence, I remained silent as I threw another stone. -I know you won't speak to a bum like me," he said, "I know your kind, and I know they see us as mere trash. All I did was look at him out of the corner of my eye and kept throwing stones. -It doesn't matter," he said in a serene tone, "in the end we all go to the same hole whether you are rich or poor, no one escapes deat