Man Dying Novels & Stories

Her voice was strong and steady. I glanced at the phone screen and was a little surprised to see who she was calling. It was Mikael. She said, "Dad, what do we do now? Flora is really dead. Didn't you tell me that stuffing some sand and gravel inside wouldn't cause any problems? We agreed that once she's paralyzed, we can cash out her critical illness insurance."

“No… How can this be?” William’s eyes widened in shock, and his chest heaved. The cold air almost made everyone freeze where they stood, but he ran over to me like a madman. My eyes were wide open, and my hand was reaching for the door. It was evident that I was in agony. “Violet… No!” He held my corpse like a madman and roared, “Stop standing there, and call the doctor!” The people exchanged glances but did not move. All of them knew that I was already dead.

Blood sprayed across the table as his right hand dropped to the floor with a wet thud. His hand hit the floor before anyone registered what had happened. He collapsed forward, howling. “ANSWER IS INCORRECT,” the system announced pleasantly. The wife screamed. Blood sprayed across the table, across his wife’s white dress. She shrieked, moving away in horror. “The correct answer is..." the system began but the man interrupted. “No—no, please... Don't say it," The man sobbed, clutching the stump. The system continued, ignoring his pleads. “He died on top of her. ”

The buzzing roar of a bone saw echoed through the hallway. Kyle broke down right then and there. He glared at Marvin and the other interns with bloodshot eyes. "You killed my son!" The excitement on Marvin's face and the faces of the other three interns instantly vanished. They had finally realised they had just unleashed a disaster beyond anything they could imagine.

That's straight-up murder! [You monster! You sacrificed your own kid for views?] The very last frame before the signal cut was Dad's twisted, panic-stricken face. It wasn't because he'd lost me, though. It was because he knew the public persona he'd crafted carefully had just gone up in flames. … The cops arrived. So did the ambulance, though it was purely for show at this point. The doctor did a brief check before pulling a white sheet over me. My time of death was two hours ago, which was right when Dad had taken his first sip of champagne. It was right when he'd looked into the camera and said that I had incredible acting.

Instead, the system gave me a new notification. 'This body will die in three days, so you may return to your original world then.'

Damian asked as he walked towards the window close to us. Judging by the look on his face, I bet he was thinking how the break the sorrowful news to the crystal moon pack. "Miss Lyra, Alpha Damian...... He's awake!!" The Royal Physician cried out. We both rushed to see the man who was supposed to be dead. "What happened, why was he dead earlier?" I asked like a moron as I knelt down to feel his breath. "He was not dead, his body went into transition which caused a Prolonged apnea and stopped his breath" The royal physician Answered.

No one said anything for a moment and the silence stretched uncomfortably and heavy. I broke it. “I still don’t understand,” I said, my voice flat, almost bored, like I was discussing something trivial instead of trying to make sense of the fact that the only person who had ever been my family was now dead on a cold floor somewhere. “How does a grown, powerful man just… die like that?” My gaze lifted slowly to meet Dante’s. “Inside your pack.” No answer came immediately because there wasn’t one.

Through identification, it was believed to be Jeremy Whitman. Madeline felt as if she was split in half. The searing pain of being ripped apart had her body burning with pain. Jeremy was dead. The man she prayed day and night would suffer had died. Madeline held a hand over the burning ache in her heart and shot up, marching toward the door. She had just gotten to the door when she found Felicity holding her back. “You’re not going anywhere, Eveline Montgomery.”