My Dead Boyfriend Novels & Stories

“Good thing we didn’t listen to Eira. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to bathe so peacefully.” Seeing the two about to get all cozy again, the grieving young adults in the city could not stand it any longer. They grabbed their weapons and closed in on the pair. “Castiel, didn’t you say the zombie siege was fake? My sister and my mother are dead!”

“Only if they let it. It would be a necessary outcome if I wanted my wife to be happy and worry free. It would be a reasonable offer from the man in love with you.” “If you were in love with me.” She said heavy with sarcasm. “Yes well as far as the rest of the world would know I am in love with you.” Even with the disclaimer somehow momentarily Meredith thought he was telling the truth then remembered they just met a week ago in the elevator and this was all to secure his position of CEO. “Okay.” “Okay what?” He tilted his head at her and his green eyes looked quizzically in her direction. “Okay I’ll agree to your Death Contract.”

he spoke and I stood up abruptly, I moved them aside and hugged Jordan as I got the feeling that the people around me know nothing. “Stop talking like this, he can’t die, he’s mine, he won’t leave me. He p—promised he’ll be back.” I said rubbing his back in order to wake him up, the warmth was gone, he was like a corpse and I again felt my brain buzzing but this time the pain was unbearable and I fell oblivious. COLE- “Sir, please help. My—my boyfriend is not waking up, p--- please do something.” Lee walked up to me and I didn’t understand why he was calling me sir, I looked at Clark who was also miserable after finding that Jordan’s no more.

he reached out for her cheek and held it. "It's real? Drake is really dead?" she asks again while the tears were forming up in her eyes. She sat up, her gaze was still fixed on his. "He's dead?" she asked for the umpteenth time and Brad nods slightly. She gasps and tears filled her eyes. She blinks it off to get off the blurriness away. "No!!!!" She screams out and held her boyfriend's shirt tight.

I fired at Dad, my voice rising to near-hysteria. My boyfriend had just died and the best they could do was hand me over to marry someone I’d never met? The cruelty of it made my chest ache with fresh grief. I raised my head to get a proper look at this so-called son, and the moment our eyes met, the world exploded. It was like being struck by lightning and wrapped in warm honey at the same time. Every nerve in my body suddenly came alive, singing with recognition and longing. An invisible thread seems to be pulling us together with a force that made my knees weak.

“Mila! I have all the footage I just shot on my phone! I can edit it, flip it, and make you the victim and the heroine. I’ll be the villain for the world to target! All the traffic would go to you! From now on, live-streaming sales, advertising gigs, variety shows... I’ll handle all your operations! Just say the word, and I’ll immediately issue a statement, retiring from the internet and handing over my account to you!” He spoke faster and faster. His voice warbled in the heat like an overloaded, broken bellow. I laughed. “Rio, do you think I was reborn just to partner with you in feasting on someone else’s misfortune? “This time around, I chose a different script. “I’m here to feast on your

Her once vibrant face was pale, her eyes swollen and red, and her cheeks glistening with tears. I rushed to her side, dropping to my knees, and gently placed my hands on her trembling shoulders. "Amelia, what happened? Why are you crying like this?" I asked, my voice filled with concern. Amelia struggled to catch her breath amidst her incessant weeping. Her voice cracked as she managed to utter the devastating words, "He's gone... my boyfriend... he's dead." The weight of those words hung heavily in the air, piercing my heart like a thousand daggers.

Was I about to die? If I was, that would be okay. I could finally be with my mom and dad again. If you asked me what my one wish in life was, I would just say I wanted a different brother. Some time later, my spirit floated out of my body. I was shocked to see the police and ambulance stopping at the side of the road. They quickly put up barriers around my crushed body. It was true that I was dead, but I was still aware of everything. Then, without warning, I began to float toward Nathan. I could not stop myself no matter what.

She cleared her throat awkwardly and said, "Igor must be in a meeting. I'll tell him when he calls me back after the meeting!" I took a deep breath and looked at Renee. "As your lecturer, out of responsibility for you, I'll tell you again. My husband is dead. If the person who got you pregnant told you he was my husband, then you've probably been scammed! Also, I don't know how you got that photo, but Lenis Corporation has been under my leadership in recent years—" "Pfft! Candice, you're so shameless. You can't be trying to say that Lenis Corporation got to where it is today because of your leadership, right?"

Holding him in my arms, I ran toward the hospital, but we ended up in a car accident on the way. Right before I died, my husband, Felix Calloway, climbed out of the driver's seat, his face full of despair. "Honey, please don't die… Please…" … The pain of getting hit by the car hadn't even faded when I suddenly heard Dad's grief-stricken and desperate whisper in my ear. "Amara, save your brother. The old stone bridge at the town entrance has cracks… It's going to collapse… He'll die…" I gasped for air, cold sweat instantly covering my forehead.