Might Through Death Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

I didn't do anything. Watching her expression, I understood immediately. Chase must have blocked Scarlett from seeing the video he posted last night. He was deliberately showing off to me. "Whether you did or didn't doesn't matter anymore." I turned and went back to my room, slamming the door hard and leaving Scarlett standing alone in the living room. … It was a clear night after the rain when Scarlett and I first met. On my way home from work, I passed by a dark alley behind a bar and heard a woman's faint cries for help.

Chapter 1 I was dying. I knew I was dying. Lying on the luxurious bed in the pack's mansion, I felt every wound, every shattered bone, like fire tearing through me. The taste of blood filled my mouth and it was numb. Every breath felt like ice. My eyelids fluttered like a moth's wings. Squeezing them shut, I tried again, but I kept blinking back into darkness.

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️) Chapter eleven (11) Authoress pov 🤍 Jasper already pass out and his friends already rush to him and sprinkling water on him, while Natasha was shouting, going up and down.

he muttered under his breath as we went through the red sky and through what I assumed was a portal. I saw Riota again and found out I was no longer with Edwin, but death was still guiding me back to my neighbours house. I saw the people bundling up bodies some crying, one woman was wrapping my body " It was a sad day eh? " Death asked. I nodded as he put me on the ground beside my body . "you'll heal from here onwards, Immortal, I have to say Micheal, you're a lucky one, "

com/discord === RELEASE RATE === 🔹 new chapter every day at a random time === Summary === After Noah's death, what greeted him was an AI system calling itself Black, offering him a job working for the World and Soul Management Bureau. He has to travel to many different worlds, taking over an identity of some unfortunate soon-to-be-dead dude, and live out the remainder of his new life there however he wanted. Easy-peasy! ...Right? ...Ok, sure, there are a few small kinks here and there... like terrorist attacks, murder plots, zombie apocalypses, and the like... but one should always look at the bright side!

He had given me a second chance and I knew I had to say something to him about that. “Thank you.” Death nodded his head. He knew exactly what I was referring to. “You’re most welcome, Kiran.” He smiled stiffly. “What do you want?” “To warn you.” I wondered what game he was playing now. “About what and why?” I frowned as Death smiled sadly. “His time is up.” I felt like I couldn’t breathe as Death stood next to me and touched my soul. “Kai…” I managed to whisper through the pain and fear. **Kiran's story continues in The Lupian Chronicles: Fire (Book 3)

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I

Zoe's POV I hit the enter icon and took a sigh. A sigh that says I am almost done with life. I stared blankly ahead and found nothing interesting. Everything seems dull in my vision. I saved the final draft of the chapter I wrote and closed my laptop. I put it back on my right desk and hug my pillow again. It's been days since I last wrote a chapter of it and I am scared I couldn't finish it within my remaining life expectancy. I should be happy because death is what I want before...but now... I don't want to face it. I want to stay alive...with him.

My heart nearly stopped beating. The black note trembled violently between my fingers as I stared at the three words written across the paper. THEY KILLED YOU. The room seemed to tilt around me. My mouth went dry. My pulse thundered inside my ears so loudly that it drowned out every other sound. Those words. That handwriting. That horrible feeling crawling beneath my skin. I had seen this before. Not in this life. In the other one. In the life that ended with a wolfbane dagger buried in my chest and my blood staining the healer's floor.