May Death Never Stop You Novels & Stories

My heart hammered a tiny, frantic rhythm. A sliver of sunlight, fractured by the chandelier, caught the polished floor, and for a terrifying second, the reflection wasn't crystal. It was the low, corrugated tin roof back home. The images were always the same: golden dust motes, the distant, muffled rhythm of the neighborhood drums, and then the shift. The unnatural silence. The kind of silence that swallowed people. My mother, beautiful and fierce, gone. Kian, my brother, nine years old, gone, too.

The kind that said: You might actually die here.

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He was already on his phone. The car moved fast through the city. Stellan talked in the front seat — quiet, clipped instructions to someone on the other end who clearly knew how to receive them. Corinna sat in the back and did the thing she always did when fear arrived — she converted it. Took the raw, shaking energy of it and ran it through the part of her mind that was built for problems, for pressure, for rooms full of people who wanted to see her fail. Her mother was not going to become a casualty of a war that started before either of them was born.

Between the current and the stones, anyone going in would be unrecognizable. I had not even reached the river when Mom called. "Zendaya, what on earth is going on? The internet is blowing up right now. Everyone's saying Lily killed herself and that you drove her to it. I know you're not like that; there must be some misunderstanding. Your father and I can drive over right now to back you up!" Hearing Mom's voice, my nose tingled, and tears rolled down my cheeks. In my past life, no one believed me.

She dialed three times, then her finger hovered over the call button and never moved again. Before I died, I had tried to call her nine times. Even as my breathing stopped, I still foolishly hoped to say one last line to her. But even as I reached the end of my life, I never heard her voice. There was a vast and stark difference when someone loved or didn't love another person. I pressed a hand to where my heart was. It no longer beat, nor did it produce that tearing pain that once felt like it could rip me apart. Strangely, I felt a bit relieved.

Get out–" I cut the call before the nurse finished. I had not had my fun yet. Let her hear the news. The color drained from Diana's face. The fearless look she had before vanished in an instant. "Dead? She… she is not. "That's not possible. That's not possible." She muttered to herself. I lifted the phone and smashed it against the corner of the table. The other phones, set out together, went the same way. "You hear that? Your protection just expired."

Perhaps hearing my words, Nicholas murmured, "Astrid, I owe you so much. I can never repay you even if I die, right?" I shook my head. "It's all paid off. You really paid everything off, Nicholas." He stood there quietly. After a long while, I reached out and gave him an air-hug before turning around to leave. Outside, Death was somewhat surprised to see me. "Not planning to see his end before you leave?" "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave and reincarnate." Death hesitated and glanced back. "Having known each other for so long, I could tell you his lifespan."

I press the play button and instead of it playing music just as it's name implies I heard my grandfather's voice,he actually recorded his speech and it says thus; "Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!"