Love After Death Novels & Stories

I stood at the doorway, staring intently at the computers, and some of the samples of robots we've built, and those that we were still building, and that's when it hit me like a bolt of lightning; Park Min is dead, the team leader of the Robodriod is dead, A very good friend is dead and gone forever. Thinking about all these, I didn't know when I started to cry... ***

Leaving Reo who is dead with lice with a million pieces of destruction in his feelings. Reo looked sadly leaving Jack. He said falling in love is never wrong. However, why is the feeling that Reo is experiencing is considered wrong, and disgusting? Worse yet, the one who said that openly was Jack, the idol of the heart for the past two years. "Jack, I'm always trying to get to you. It doesn't matter how you look at me, because I really love you." *** Jack couldn't understand Reo's attitude lately. Reo was like a man Jack no longer knew. Even though it has been ten years the friendship between the two is fine. Unfortunately, their relationship soured when Reo said he was gay.

"- I don't love. (...) I don't let myself be loved, everything I've ever loved has died or been destroyed. I also made a promise a long time ago that I wouldn't let love overcome me for nothing. Loving is like killing, it always involves death." "- Everything dies. And if you love something that is going to die, this thing will take a part of you with it, a part of you will die in that moment. (...) You will wish you were dead when you lost your love. Yes, love is death."

My mate, who once desired to kill his mate, is now pouring his eternal love for me…until death do us part. The End

They faced this final chapter of their journey with grace and acceptance, knowing that their love would endure beyond the bounds of mortality. In Sarah's final moments, surrounded by the warmth of their shared memories and the love of family and friends, she whispered to Thomas, "Our love has been a symphony, Thomas—a melody that will continue to play long after we are gone. Promise me that you will carry our love in your heart and share it with the world."

"You betrayed everyone, Ethan. You let your thirst for revenge put you to this pain you brought upon me and yourself. I loved you, Ethan, I loved you genuinely.” I wiped my tears and said boldly. “But not anymore. I hate you so much that if I were to hold a gun I would kill you myself." As I spoke, a bitter taste laid on my tongue. The fact that the man I had formerly loved had orchestrated a crooked game of manipulation and dishonesty left scars that ran deeper than any physical crack. "You destroyed everything, Ethan. I can not forgive you for that."

"Hey human, since you can see and hear me, then fine. I will introduce myself properly. I am the Angel Sue, as you said just now, I am indeed the Angel of Death, however, I'm not here to take your life, I'm here to replace Cupid who is in charge of finding love for you. So, just tell me what kind of man do you want!" "NO!" the girl screamed hysterically. Not long after, several nurses came and asked what happened. This is troublesome, so I point my hand at them and make time to stop around my client. "You'll definitely find me a terrible partner. Just let Cupid do it." She screamed. "Too bad, I just broke the wings of Cupid who was supposed to find you a mate. So that's fine!" "No, why did y

Amanda continued, "I heard that she learned about vampires and the Dark Realm, and she fell in love with Ash. Someone from the residence even said that they were planning to engage, and Estelle was about to become Lady Malachious." I barely swallowed a thick knot in my throat. "And then what happened to her?" "She wanted something Ash couldn't give her, or at least, she felt that what he had given her wasn't enough." Amanda took another sip from her coffee. "She killed herself by stabbing her own throat." "Oh, God…" I exhaled shakily, imagining the horrible death she had chosen for herself. "Yeah…" Amanda sighed and shook her head. "I heard that Ash was depressed for years after it happened.

I watched my brothers, their tears unending, their sobs a constant echo in the empty house. Memories of my previous life haunted me. They had been so eager to play in the pouring rain, only to be claimed by a tragic accident. My parents had tricked me into signing an organ donor consent form back then. I was too young and naive to question their motives. When I died, my heart saved the older twin, and my corneas gave sight to the younger. As they played, innocent and unaware, I could not help but wonder if fate would cruelly repeat itself.

I had stayed awake for an hour just watching her, counting her breaths, memorizing every inch of her face. I sat at the edge of the bed and grabbed the pillow, sniffing it and inhaling her scent. My eyes watered as the memories came in a flood. Our last moment together when I told her I loved her, haunted me. I pressed the heels of my hands into my eyes. I missed her so much it was making me sick. My phone buzzed. A reminder notification. I pulled it out of my pocket and looked at the screen. Birthday reminder: Bowie Reyes- December 18th.