Never Dying Book Novels & Stories

And nothing will ever change that. END OF BOOK TWO: DON'T LEAVE

Damon was obviously not coming back this night so it was safe to bring the book out. I covered myself with the blanket and spread out the book in front of me, quickly flipping the page to where I stopped. The cold ones. There was always a chill that went through me when I read it out loud but I brushed it off as always. I continued reading about the two sons that had been brought back to life, the more the villagers tried to get rid of them the more villagers died at every waking dawn. In a space of two months the entire village was dead but that was not the problem.

But she could not survive eternity where he hated her. END OF BOOK ONE

"You'll say anything, won't you? "And on top of that, Scarlett was busy working. You're trying to pin this on her? "Are you even human?" Seth chimed in as well. "Exactly. We don't even know if this person actually died or not, and yet he's pulling this stunt to scare everyone."

The sky was red with toxic mist, and the ground pulsed like living flesh. "The second is The Whispering Void. A psychological world. It attacks your mind directly, bypassing physical defenses entirely. It shows you your fears, your failures, your worst possible futures, and it makes them feel absolutely real. You'll experience every trauma you've ever suppressed, every nightmare you've tried to forget, every anxiety amplified to unbearable levels. Deadies have been known to go completely, irreversibly insane within minutes of entering. You'll need to cross it in four hours while maintaining your sanity and sense of direction in absolute darkness."

~~~ R-O-M-12:12—12|13|14|15 - hope II-C-O-R-4:10—31|32|33|34|35 - dying J-O-H-N-3:16—17|18|19|20|21 - world 4_2_3_5_5 H O P E _ _ _ _ _ D Y I N G W O R L D 4 2 3 5 5 ~~~ “Hope on the Dying World?” - Xol “Hope in the Dying World?” - Czaquira “Hope of the Dying World.” Timotheus uttered.

" Smashing glass forces me out of my bubble and I stop reading. Aidan dropped the bottle and there is glass everywhere. Tears streaming down his face. I jump up and cup his face in my hands. "What's wrong?" Panick laces my words. He opens his pretty eyes and looks deeply troubled. "How could she just die?" He whispers. I sigh in relief that that's all it is and he didn't get bad news through his pack mind link. "She was free. They were together. Everything was perfect. How could she die? What happened to happy endings?" He starts getting angry and grabs my shoulders with each of his calloused warm hands. "Well, the story only works if she dies. It's not fair, but it's life." I say softly. Ju

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

"I know what I'm about to say will sound unbelievable, but I hope that you can listen to me patiently till the end." I sat across from them before spilling the beans about my rebirth in a few broad strokes. "In three hours, the zombie outbreak will begin. I hope that we can survive the apocalypse this time as a family." My voice gradually became choked up. When I remembered the three solitary years I had spent in my previous life, all I could feel was pain and loneliness overwhelming me. The experience of being bitten to death in my previous life still haunted me. The pain of losing my family almost broke me down during the start of the apocalypse. This time, I would not let them leave me no