Limbo Novels & Stories

"Am I... am I dead?" "No, darling, you are not dead," Diana murmured, a soft smile touching her lips as she wrapped her glowing arms around my frame. Her touch felt completely real, yet light as a feather. "You are in Limbo. A sacred domain resting in the spaces directly between life and death." I buried my face into her shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably as years of agonizing grief and loneliness poured out of my chest. "I miss you so much, Mum. I have fought for so long entirely alone."

The fear has been replaced by something else, something I do not have a word for, something that feels like the moment before a door opens and you do not know what is on the other side but you know you are going to walk through it anyway. Two corridors away, in the chapel vault, the candle gutters out. The draft from the open vault door reaches the flame, and the flame bends once, twice, and then it is gone, and the chapel is dark, and the ledger sits in its hidden cavity beneath the granite altar stone, and the pages are still open to the authorization code that will burn the Armenise syndicate to the ground.

the little soul's girl told her with sadness and filling her with questions ," let's help each other and maybe we will get out of here ,Cara suggested to her with no emotion in her voice. Where are we ? Cara suddenly asked her , " limbo " the girl whispered, where is this limbo?Cara asked her witha bit concern . " it's the place where all lost souls are found they are mostly in a run to find love and to rest in peace " The soul of the girl spoke with sadness ,I have been finding my way out since seven years ago, " I left my mom alone , I wanted to go back to see her " the girl whispered sadly . I died ...the girl whispered again

She never let her feel the emptiness of not having a father. After crying for a long, she felt her surroundings getting dark. She understood it's time for her to move towards her house. While going back to her car she felt someone standing far away but his face was not clear that much. But she guessed that the person might be Luca Lombardi. Before she could register another thought the figure disappeared. As much as she remembered, there was not any chance, that the man Luca Lombardi would get the news of her mom's death. Myra thought that maybe she had seen somebody else there and her subconscious mind formed the structure of that man. She started her car's engine and left for her house.

I walked towards him as he is seated majestically on his golden throne with his wizard Harrod standing next to him. Harrod makes all kinds of medicines and black magic for father. "Father, you sent for me." I say with a small bow. "Yes." He replies. "What is it father?." I asked politely. He faced Harrod and gestures at him to speak up. Harrod turned to me and bowed. " My prince, i'm afraid there's no cure for the king's deformed hand in this kingdom." He says. I glanced at father's left deformed arm and sighed. He always uses a golden glove to hide it.

The exhaustion from the day's troubles was too much for his hypoglycemic system. Jason fiddled away with the envelope which slipped off his quivering hands. Losing his balance, Jason dropped to the marble floor with a loud thud, and everything blacked out. *** Song: Anna of the north (Lovers) 💔💔 You told me I would never see you walk away. Said you'd never break my heart Never leave me in the dark I guess there are just some promises we shouldn't make Shoulda knew from the start I'm in the dark Show a little loving

Fate. They call it destiny or kismet. A time comes in life when there's so much happiness that getting something more than what you expected felt surreal, a figment of imagination. As if just the deepest yearning dream of yours comes alive. Your ear rings with a constant numbing feeling of the words that you yearned to hear for years. The words that now repeat in your head like a mantra of lullaby. Calming and serene. Then denial and disbelief kicked in. Questions raking one after the other. It was impossible but then again nothing was impossible for God. When with all your will you try to wake up from the blissful dream but nothing happens.

Fiona looked at the handsome young man before her and smiled sadly. “I’m not absolutely certain, but my guess is it will make an attempt to leave Tara and return to Lucy,” she explained patiently. “If Tara’s work was done and her affairs are in order, then that’s good. If the mission is not accomplished… and in this case it wasn’t… then Tara’s subconscious will fight for the right to keep the soul. The struggle could cause such confusion for the soul that it leaves both bodies behind and goes into the state of limbo until it is given the right to reincarnate in an entirely new body in a completely different time and place.” “It can do that?” he asked.

The GPS says his phone is close to one river bordering the park. But then I pause. Everything seems amiss; it's too easy. Could this be an ambush? I'm a wealthy man, and many people know that. Maybe I need to be cautious, but Gills is dragging me along, and I gasp in shock. My disbelief turns into horror as I see Brad's lifeless body on the ground. Who would do such a thing to him? Tears flow from my eyes, and I fall to my knees beside Gills, who is weeping just as hard. The officer approaches Brad's motionless form, surrounded by purple lilies. The area feels eerie and unsettling, and my stomach churns with sickness. Is he still alive? Have I lost my closest friend forever?

In Delhi Aditya was dreaming of a girl wearing blue saree making him smile but the scene changes to a burning house and two dead bodies then a girl appears beside him wearing white frock. He opened his eyes and gets up from the bed then went to the window and stares at the moon, he reminisces some words ``We want or we don't want, we accept it or we deny it but our fates tie us together.' 'Anger and hatred can make people think that they won't be able to see the truth.'