Love Beyond Death Novels & Stories

"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

"I don't know what lies ahead for me besides Death. Even though I've spent the past year mentally preparing I'm suddenly scared. Death is a chasm bigger than the Grand Canyon but instead of being filled with beauty it's filled only with darkness. Death is a black void stretching out before me. I'm at the edge now and about to step off into the abyss. Will there be a bottom? Will there be another side? "Is there a soul after Death? I hope certainly hope so because I want to keep watch over you. If I can I'll come back and haunt you, but in a nice way. I'll come to you in your dreams and fuck your brains out. I swear I will." Her lower lip was trembling now. With a shaky voice she finished wit

Some ascended into heaven, while some decided to stay on earth. Bella and Wallace held each other in their arms as they looked up into the night sky. “Bella, I love you,” whispers Wallace. “I love you too,” said Bella. “I will love you forever and ever. Even life after death, I will come for you. I will never let you go. For my love for you is ever lasting.” Across the milky way their love have lasted, and they lived happily ever after. THANK YOU FOR MAKING IT TO THE END OF THEIR LOVE STORY.

"But Mark, my illness is cured now. I know I was wrong. Can we start over? I mistook my feelings for Alex as love. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have ignored everything you did for me all those years. Please come back to me…" I shook my head. "Carolyn, life doesn't give us second chances. What's gone is gone. The love between us can't be made whole again." At that moment, Beth stepped forward and gently held my hand. Seeing that, Carolyn finally lowered her head in defeat. Silent tears slipped down her cheeks. The pain she had been holding back finally erupted. Tears poured out like a broken string of beads, and her sobbing echoed through the quiet night. Not wanting her to ruin Beth's mood, I quic

I was a vampire hunter's lowest blood-slave, and the vampire noble Lucian von Karstein fell in love with me. He turned against his entire family for my sake. But there was a curse in my blood: if I let myself love him, I would die. So I had no choice but to trample on everything he felt and force us apart. That day, I threw away the family crest he treasured most. And then, in the middle of the night, after he'd fallen asleep, he came out to dig through the trash for it.

He closed his eyes against the idea. "But I didn't. You saved me, pulled me from death’s grip each time. You can’t keep torturing yourself for things you had no control over, things no one could have predicted or stopped. My love, please… look at me." Slowly, Cal opened his eyes. "Our love is greater than death, remember? Anything that happens, I know we will overcome it."

She drew a deep breath, forcing down the emotions threatening to rise. "We got married without a plan, Gian. If it doesn't work out in the end, that's okay too. Just let it be." "I love you, Lia. Only you." Aurelia closed her eyes for a moment. Something trembled inside her chest. She immediately pushed it away. "Love isn't enough," she said firmly, her voice as cold as ice. "Let's live our own lives and meet again when we're supposed to." Without waiting for another response, Aurelia pressed the red button.

My choice. Death’s veil stirred, though no wind moved. Beneath it, her black mouth curved, sharp as knives. “Love is a chain you wear gladly,” Death murmured. “Curious. My sisters always hated chains.” Nytheria’s laughter answered from the seam above, vast and star-bright. “Curious indeed,” she whispered. “Perhaps love is the one chain wolves will not burn.” The lilies swayed though nothing touched them. Their petals brushed my boots, cold as snowmelt, leaving faint glimmering stains on my skin.

He would not take me seriously, he would not love me. That's what I believe. And it's hurting me every time I think of it. Knowing Wren Medina, I married him because I love him as well. No one knew my other reason. I didn't want anyone to know it. "Yes, I am always aware of that fact. And I am prepared of whatever would happen soon, Karin. Thanks." She smiled. "That's a good response. " ----

Never Again 🌷 “Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.” -Anais Nin ~•~ •R O S E C L I N T O N•