Life Is Yours Death Is Mine Novels & Stories

A loud gasp escaped from everyone's mouth, followed by a scream of "impossible." "Nothing is impossible," I said with a deep, calm voice, trying my best to avoid Kira's gaze and to be calm altogether. "I am the same Rey Reed that was killed by your best player," I said, pointing at the venom woman. "How did you come back to life after two months of being at the burial site?" Ryan asked in shock. I replied with a smirk, "Like I always say, I am a cat with twenty lives." "Besides, tomorrow never dies and the angel won't even accept my soul."

Our journey might not be a perfect one, but it’s ours. My life with Sidd isn’t perfect, but it is the most beautiful experience. When you’re in love, there’s nothing worth not fighting to stay together. We discovered a treasure from our hatred. Now it doesn’t matter how we started, all that matters now is our future. I’m certain it’s going to be bright, more colorful. I pray not to encounter any challenge henceforth. Even if that happens, we will fight it together. I belong to Sidd. We belong to each other. He is mine, I won’t ever let anyone take him away from me.

she mumbles, her eyes wide. I exhale a huge lung full of smoke and relish the calm feeling for a second. “He’s not only the Flying Death, he’s the reaper and I’m pretty sure your time is up lady,” Missile says, laughing as I hand him back the joint. Just then the rumble of some motorcycles filters into the lot and I can only crack my neck. Her eyes gloss over and her heart rate goes bonkers. I like seeing her sweat. “Have you had any other children,” I ask, rubbing my beard.

He said nothing but something in his eyes told me that he already knew. "It was your dear mother, it's funny you know... because I thought she was dead." My tone changed, losing the fake playfulness it held moments ago, a frown creased my forehead, "Wasn't she?" I pressed my palms on both sides of the handrest and leaned forward, "You see, when I kill someone, they're supposed to stay dead." I rolled my eyes, "But for some reason, all the dead people in my life somehow come back to life and they make their way into mine and screw it up."

I hate that word. “The world is split into two sides of life and death. They hate each other as they cannot mix with each other. All my life I feared the notion of death and now that I am back, I know all the things I have to do, I no longer fear death. Life amaze me and death; it intrigue me more with every breath I take here.” “Your mate is fine. You are blessed with one hot headed mate, I have seen her through the memories of this shit, whom body I acquired. You are lucky to find her.” he said and smiled and I didn’t say anything.

"Why do you keep talking about death? Haven't I already arranged for the best medical team in the city to attend to you? Besides, a military-grade collision protection system was installed on that car. Letizia had already calculated the odds to prove that you would've been just fine." She'd run the calculations, huh? I stared at the blood dripping steadily from the bag I was hooked up to, the one containing Type B blood. It was slowly flowing into my veins, destroying my cells and organs. Letizia had indeed calculated every last detail with pinpoint accuracy. "Marcello," I called out quietly. "What if I really end up dying?" He stiffened for a moment before scoffing at me. "This again? Whene

"𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺" "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦" "𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦" "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦, 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘰"

"Then take it!" "Guess what? I can't take it unless you're ready to die. You have to admit it with your own lips that you're ready to give that life because you only have half a life just like me. One of us has to die if we want to battle for the same life that we both have. But know what? If you have my life in you, if you take the other one I have you'll be exactly like me. "Stop." "I'm telling you the truth."

“Everything I have, everything I’m worth, is yours after I’m dead.” . Hope you guys enjoy this chapter. And if you can, please support me by dropping a comment or gems <3... sincerely, me!!. . TBC

I wiped the tears from my eyes and said in a strained voice, "Happy now? Let's go." Carlo picked up a wedding dress. "I said we're here for photos. Put this on." As I looked at the beautiful wedding dress, all I felt was bitterness. Someone else was already wearing a wedding dress for Lucaro. "I would rather die than wear it!" I spat out. In a soft, menacing tone, Carlo said, "Then how about putting on the wedding dress and dying for me?" He lowered his voice. "I can shoot you now. Should the bullet go through your heart or your head?"