Love Beyond Death Novels & Stories

My face turns red when I saw the doctor and two nurses were watching us kissing I nervously smiled that doctor walk towards me having the report on his hands I think it's my report. "Miss roger, You are in the hospital from the past twenty-four hours someone spiked drug on your drink, and because of drug overdose you vomited blood a couple of times but it helps you to throw all the poison out your system, if you didn't vomit on the right time you might end up dying on the spot " relief rush over me when I heard what doctor said that's why blood bottle is connected to my veins.

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... ***

I’m never like this, I don’t care about others then why her? When we arrived at the cemetery, I was stunned, I didn’t expect her to come to the cemetery. Was that the reason why she was whimpering? And with the way she looked at me today, the tears and pain I saw in her eyes made me wonder if that’s how it feels when you lose someone you love. I have never loved before so I don’t know how it feels. I canceled my plans and drove back to the cemetery, I can’t leave her alone at least not when she’s all sad. When I got there, I saw her seated in front of a grave that says ‘AMELIA IAN SINCLAIR

“Good idea. You will need that scent of caffeine because I have a feeling we won't like what we find when we start piecing together the puzzle behind this new development.” I clicked my tongue. He knows a little too much about me. It's uncomfortable. I started the coffee maker. The fragrance of freshly brewed coffee slowly wafted into the room, mixing with the air and leaving a soothing humid scent behind. “Start talking, Charles.” He cleared his throat slightly. “I lied that the brooch can never glow again. But that's because what would make it glow, is never going to happen.” “Well it's glowing now.” “Honestly. I don't know how. I don't know why either. The Eroz was made from the remains o

DEATH; DEATH IS an enchantress. Whether you’re young or old; rich or poor; there will come a day when be ensnared by it and succumb to the grave, eventually. The love could’ve been looming over your cotton-soft heart since your birth, or an acquired intimacy for it one day while sat in the wool; for as long as one had as ever trod shoe-leather.

The immense lock crashed shut behind him, a sound as irrevocable as the slamming of a coffin lid. Clarkson the only one in the room, the board's gaze focused on him, the whisper of Jonah's voice in his head. The only human being he had ever truly loved had vanished from before his very eyes, not in rage, but in sorrow so overwhelming that it consumed both of them. He was left with the hideous alternative, the choice of two worlds, and the chilling realization that whichever he chose, part of him would have to die. ----

I couldn’t fall back asleep and I spent the night rolling around and keeping a tight grip on Adara, like she’d disappear if I didn’t. Death was right about one thing though, he could never understand my sense of love and honor or my loyalty to my family. He was a god and I was mortal, we were meant to love and I was sure Death taunted only me.

He was just Cardan, my desperate, broken mate. "I love you, Scarlett," Cardan sobbed, his voice raw with pain, kneeling beside us. He pulled my limp hand to his face, kissing my knuckles again and again. "I always have. I never told you. I couldn't… but I loved you. Stay with me. Please, stay." "I know," I whispered to Adam, managing a weak smile. "I love you too.” Tears fell from my eyes down to the sides of my ears. My vision tunneled. The roaring of the defeated Beastmen, the shouts of Xaden's warriors. it all faded into a gentle, rushing silence. I felt Cardan's warmth, Adam's frantic tears, and then... nothing. I died.

“It must be heartbreaking for him to say goodbye to Mom, whom he planned to grow old with! The person he loved the most all his life! Why is God so cruel? Why do some stories have to end on a bitter note?” As Keith looked up into her eyes, Veronica moved to hug him and caressed his back. “Genelia was your one true love. The lovers die but their love always lives. Soulmates never part ways.” She said to him, “You will see her again one day!” She held his shoulder and smiled sadly. Aries was witnessing everything with his hands in his pocket. “I hope you learn what you are preaching!”

Soulmates imply love, and love was never part of my plan. However, Everly is different. She captives me in ways I can’t explain. She’s nothing like my mother. She would be loyal. I already know Everly is a kind and caring soul, even if she is Death’s granddaughter. Who would have thought that Death’s granddaughter could be kind and caring? I always picture Death, Zane, and their whole family as a bunch of assholes, but maybe I’m wrong.