My Dead Boyfriend Novels & Stories

He let out a laugh as if it was the funniest thing ever, making the other two chuckle along with him. “Let us go!” I screamed, thrashing in his hold. “She’s a feisty little one.” He tightened his hold on me, almost crushing me. “I will enjoy you before I snap that pretty little neck of yours.” He whispered in my ear, dragging his nose alongside my cheek. I gagged. “H-he’s going to kill you.” I choked out. “And who’s going to kill me? Your boyfriend? I have some news for you; he’s already dead.” He laughed.

He informed me. The words didn’t make any sense to me at first, because I was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Jeff was somewhere out there, whole, hale, and hearty. “Died? I don’t understand …” I trailed off, my voice barely audible, as what the man just said slowly began to dawn on me. I immediately began to feel sick. This wasn’t going to be good at all. “You don't understand what it means for someone to die? That man has been in the hospital this whole time, and a lot of money has been spent to save his life, but unfortunately, he died yesterday. Your boyfriend is still at large.”

Something in the way she said my name made my stomach drop and I knew instantly that what was happening was bigger than what I might be imagining. “Hey,” I said softly. “Please, talk to me, you're making me scared. What happened? Why are you crying?” She tried to speak again but failed. Then she tried again “My—” Her voice broke completely. “My boyfriend is dead.” The words hit me so fast I could swear my ears had heard wrongly. And the moment the words fully register, the world tilted. I pressed the phone tighter to my ear. “What?” She sobbed then, a raw, broken sound that didn’t sound like it should come from a human’s throat. “He’s gone. Isla, he’s actually gone. Oh my God, I can't believ

After Scarlett left, I sat frozen on the couch. My husband, Elio Smith, came home early from work. The moment he saw me, the emotions he had been holding back burst out. He broke down crying. "Babe, I thought I'd never see you again or live with you anymore!" I gently patted his back as tears welled up in my own eyes. He had been reborn, too. The next day, we discussed how to handle everything that was about to happen.

Ansel leaned against my side, his small fingers gripping the front of my dress. "Mother, where's Father?" "He's gone." "Gone where?" "Where he belongs." Ansel gave a small, uncertain nod and did not ask again. The procession reached the family grounds. The coffin was lowered into the earth, the grave was sealed, and the headstone was set in place. Two names were carved into the stone. "General Stellan Montclair. Lady of Fidelity, Daphne Langford. Buried together." From that day forward, the whole world knew that Stellan Montclair was dead and Daphne Langford had followed him to the grave. They were 'buried together' for eternity.

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That day, I was feeling overwhelmed, so my best friend, Shirley Jones, suggested we go out to unwind. We ended up at a bar, where I saw Felix, forced by his agent to entertain clients. He looked pitiful, and in a moment of weakness, I decided to get him out of there. But it was not without conditions. I made him agree to be my boyfriend for three years. At first, we were just fulfilling the contract, but eventually, we developed real feelings. He even promised that he would work hard and marry me one day. But now? I could not stop my tears from falling.

"I thought you were dead. I mourned for several years. I was broken beyond repair. I was sinking in anguish. Every breath I took made me feel pain like never before. I fucking crashed. Do you know how it feels like? I saw your corpse, Liv...How am I supposed to react when my supposedly 'dead girlfriend' appears at my house. Should I be all happy and dandy? Liv, I thought you had died!" "But, you promised to love me forever! You said we were going to be together forever!" Dre sighed, shaking his head. "I'm afraid it's not happening. I have moved on. I am over you. Ellie fixed me and brought me back to life. She taught me to love again... I love her.."

"Stop! You have no right to touch me. We're over, remember? I dumped you. I still hate you and I have a boyfriend now. He's coming so I suggest that you let me go before he sees us. I don't want him misunderstand this." Upon hearing this he visibly stiffened and pulled away from me. I saw the sadness in his blue eyes. "You're not serious. You're just saying that to hurt me." "I am dead serious, Mr. Delaney." Right after I said that, I spotted my boyfriend walking near us. "Mr. Delaney, I'd like you to meet my boyfriend. I believe that you know him already." I informed Vernon and stepped away from him. When my boyfriend approached, I immediately held his hand.

I glanced at the two of them but didn't expose their lies. Instead, I feigned amnesia. "Jonah, since you're my boyfriend, why don't you take me home?" The man named Jonah Mullen nodded and went to handle my discharge procedures. Meanwhile, my real boyfriend, Eric Cobb, stood silently to the side. In the end, it was Jonah who took me home. I quietly stepped out of the room and overheard him talking on the phone in the living room.