Long Classic Books Novels & Stories

Three days after I died, my fiancé got a call to ID the body. He just scoffed. "She's dead, so what? Call me when she's in the ground." The cops, out of options, hit up my backup contact—my childhood friend. He actually laughed. "She's really gone? Not my problem. Burn her or whatever." Then my body hit the internet— And suddenly, both of them looked like ghosts.

Two days before New Year's, my boyfriend, Jeffrey Graham, planned to spend the holiday at the beach with his assistant. I did not argue or complain. Instead, I thoughtfully packed his bags for him. However, he mocked me, saying that I had finally learned to be considerate now that I was pregnant. After he left, I wasted no time and went to get an abortion. Why? In my previous life, I tried to use our child to stop him, but his assistant ended up being brutally murdered at the beach. Jeffrey appeared calm on the surface after that incident, but just when I was about to give birth, he cruelly cut open my abdomen and killed my baby. That was when I realized—he had been holding a deep grudge against me all along. This time, I was determined to make him lose everything.

Alicia and Alice were over pampered twins, spoilt to a fault. They got whatever they wanted as long as they requested it from their parents who were the Alpha and Luna of knighthood pack. They were literally living the born with a silver spoon life, they were lazy to work, train and cared little about the pack. One fateful day, the pack was attacked by the ruthless and bloodthirsty vampires. Being so unprepared, the pack was easily conquered and the Alpha and Luna were killed right in front of the twins. The remaining wolves were taken in as slaves, Alicia and Alice included. The twins were forced to face the harsh realities of life and unfortunately, they couldn't bend this one to their will. They finally get to meet the orchestrator of the attack, it was head of the vampires, king Azalea. Handsome but cruel, he hated wolves with every fiber in his body. As if fate was still not done with them yet, The twins mate turned out to be the king of vampires who killed their parents. How does it play out from here? The twins hated their vampire mate for what he did to their pack and parents and king Azalea hated the twins as well. Their future together already looked so bleak, could the moon goddess had made a mistake pairing them together? Follow this story to know how the twins learnt responsibility and duty the hard way and maybe, the hate can turn to love?

A love life so bland she compared it to cream of wheat. When she thought it couldn't get worse, she died? She woke up in what she thought was heaven, but Saint Peter was nowhere to be found. Can this new world turn her bowl of cream of wheat into an Ice Cream Sundae? Or she was destined to become a lonely old cat lady.

Tyler has landed herself a Job that she is so grateful for. She is happy, thriving, and very much the Independent woman that she always wanted to be. She has her dream home and everything she has ever worked for and wants for nothing, but maybe a companion, but that is far fetched for the line of work she does. That is until she finds herself on a call in the middle of the forest. She gets face to face with a massive creature that could turn even the strongest men into a terrified mess, but she can’t help but feel a pull with the beast. To find out what this connection means she leaves everything she has ever known behind, but she finds out more than what she bargained for and her life completely shifts. Literally. She is thrown into a world that she didn’t know existed and is blasted with secrets, lies, and powers that you only read about in fairytales or your moms weird fantasy books. The mysterious and blood thirsty beast leads her into a life she could only dream of and she is not sure if these dreams are of nightmares or something you never want to wake from. Tyler may think she is on top of the world with her new Job, new house, and everything in between, but she is about to find out how on top of the world she really is. Tyler becomes the main obsession of the beast and he is insatiable when it comes to her. The human who was hard to love is now being crushed by emotions and not just from herself, but from the beast who found her in the woods.

My son has a high fever, so I call my husband. However, he thinks I'm using our child to get his attention. Then, he takes his true love's son to the hospital when he's only scratched his finger. I look at my son, whose face is pale. I ask, "Do you want another father?" He nods. "Yeah. Dad doesn't like me, so I don't want to like him anymore." Later, I find him another father. That's when my husband objects.

Days before Christmas, my girlfriend, Tessa Coleman, decides to take her assistant to the beach for the holiday. I don't argue or make a scene. I even help her pack her bags. But she sneers at me, mocking me for finally learning how to be sensible now that my legs are useless. As soon as she leaves, I reach out to her sworn enemy. In my last life, when I tried to stop her with my crippled legs, her assistant ended up brutally murdered at the beach. Tessa had acted like nothing had happened, but once I recovered, she hacked off my legs and killed me mercilessly. That was when I finally realized that she had hated me all along. This time around, I'll make sure she loses everything.

On the third day after my death, Eliza Sutton received the call to claim my body. She was resting in another man's arms. She said nonchalantly, "He's dead, huh? Just cremate it and call me afterward." My body was fed to the flames and reduced to ashes. When the staff were done, they contacted Eliza again. Irritation flashed in her eyes as she snapped, "I heard you. I'm on my way."

The day Henry decided to marry my best friend, I turned into a joke in everyone’s eyes. He lifted my chin and stared into my eyes bewitchingly. “If you admit your fault, I can overlook your mistakes and start over again with you.” I obeyed and uttered the words, “I was wrong.” And yet, with mocking eyes, he sneered, “I can’t believe you’re this cheap, Julia.”

The day my husband left the country on a business trip with his assistant, I learned—by sheer accident—that his archenemy was plotting revenge overseas. Without a second thought, I raced to the airport and stopped him from boarding the plane. But his assistant went ahead, alone. And over there, she was killed brutally. Not a trace of her remains was ever found. When my husband received the news, he fell apart. Wracked with guilt, eaten alive by remorse, he spiraled into a relentless, violent mania. In the past three years, I'd been in and out of hospitals more times than I could count because of him. And this time, he pushed me so far—I lost our child. Then I overheard a conversation between him and his secretary. "Sir, Casey is still alive. Why keep pretending you're sick? Aren't you afraid your wife will find out and leave you?" "Leave me? What right does she have to be angry?" He laughed coldly. "If she hadn't stopped me from going abroad, Casey would've never been lured away by that bastard. Everything Linda's suffering now—she brought it on herself."