Never Die Extra Novels & Stories

Death is not a thing that happens to us, it is something we see happen to others, it is an unfortunate day for some poor kid in a third world country who happened to be in the wrong spot at the wrong time as the bomb exploded. But us? Well we’re going to live forever. Living in the midst of a death sentence was almost like staring into the barrel of a Glock and hoping there was no bullet down the end of that long dark chamber. And then Mattel wouldn’t let himself think about it anymore, because morbid thoughts weren’t helping… anyone?

Soon the spurts subsided and the five braced themselves to turn, each unaware of who had dealt the deathblow, and hoping against hope that it had not been them. Eddie gave a final kick. His arm dangled over the side of the rubber-covered hospital mattress. He was still now, as graceful in death as Geraldine hoped he had managed to be in life. Though of that, she wasn’t the judge and jury. Yes, the world may be ending, but she still believed in some things. The walls around the end of the bed, like the floor beneath those soon to squeak wheels, were adorned with ruby pinwheels of blood. It was an ugly, yet beautiful sight. Exquisite and pure.

Oliver ordered him, but it didn't break him. "I...I can't..." He replied hesitantly. He loved his business more than his life and didn't want all those dark secrets to come out, for they could destroy everything. "I'm asking one last time... WHO IS IT!!?" Oliver lost his temper. The man on the gunpoint stayed quiet and didn't even move a little. He lowered his head and just waited for his death. "Sorry then..." Oliver said one last time before he pulled the trigger. The bullet went into his head, causing immediate death. Oliver didn't even flinch or have a disturbed expression on his face after killing that guy.

In any case, Jack was not intrigued by any means. Thus, he sat in the obligation room and read a novel out of weariness. In only a couple of moments, notwithstanding, his cell started to buzz constant. News about the live transmission of death overflowed in. It overflowed the screen. - "Four Kills Extraordinaire! The Death Judge Will Act Again!" "The Sentenced Are All Minors! The Death Judge Is a Cold-Blooded Killer and a Bloodthirsty Judge!" "High IQ Crime! Another Perfect Live Broadcast! Netizens Say That You Need High IQ To Watch the Live Broadcast of Death!

Brandon's voice broke the silence, "When I came to, the drugs should've knocked me out for hours. The moment I opened my eyes, Noelle was right by my side. Man, it gave me quite the jolt. "And how is she still standing? With her heart condition and all those extra shifts she's pulled this month, she should've been a wreck seeing me 'dead'." Aria chuckled mockingly. "That woman doesn't care about you. If she did, she wouldn't have just stood there without batting an eyelash." I smirked at their words. In my previous life, Oswin had actually gotten sick from their little game and ended up dying of pure rage. However, this time around, I was given a second shot at life. I would never fall for t

"Yes, please." He was feeling a little happy about his visit to grassland, happiness that vanished with the striking red sign in front of him: [YOU HAVE DIED] [Your last unit will respawn with you] [Your last unit will have -20% XP upon respawn.] Normal 0 21 false false false ES-CO X-NONE X-NONE /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabla normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;

Jayden shouted, "What?! How could Lily commit suicide? Wasn't she pregnant? It must be you! You drove Lily to her death! You think winning 80 million dollars gives you the right to treat people's lives like trash? Zendaya, you're heartless. Aren't you afraid Lily' will come back to haunt you?" Jayden's voice dripped with accusation. As my husband, he did not bother asking how I was doing first. Instead, without knowing any of the facts, he immediately blamed everything on me.

I bet you that he would even happily deliver boxes of condoms for her without a single complaint. Despite everyone else laughing at me and mocking me for it, I just replied quietly, "Okay. I'll send them over in a minute." I would finally be able to leave Amanda in three days anyway and return to my own world, after all. Actually, I had contracted a deadly terminal disease in my real life, which I had been suffering from all my life. At the brink of my death, a system suddenly appeared in my head. It introduced itself to me and explained that there was a book universe in which the male side character had accidentally awakened his 4th-wall self-awareness. He was no longer willing to play the

"I'm sorry. We did everything we could." Those words from the doctor completely shattered their last bit of hope. Regina let out a shrill scream and fainted on the spot. Mom collapsed right after her. Dad stared at my body beneath the white sheet. Every trace of color drained from his face as his body shook violently. Standing on the side, Calista remained in complete disbelief, still muttering, "How could he be dead… How could he die…" Just then, the system's voice rang out inside my head.

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.