No Estoy Muerto Novels & Stories

I quizzed at him as I walked out of the circle. His brows furrowed, “What are you saying? Your Majesty.” He was as confused as me, if not more even. “Death doesn’t have her soul, according to Death she’s still very much alive and not dead.“ “So does that mean her soul is lost or what?” He pressed further with a squinted gaze. “No it means that she’s alive, just not breathing. Is there any spell or ritual you could perform to jolt her back to life?” I asked, it’s been established now that she’s not dead and might be in coma.

I am alive…I survived. “Marvin, it’s time to wake up.” “Mom, don’t force him.” “Is uncle dead?” “I’m not dead,” I yawned, stretching out my arms. I was supposed to be dead, but I wasn’t. The first thing I felt was my mom’s soft lips on top of my forehead. “I thought we’d lost you as well.” She cried. Confused, I turned my head to look at my sister, Karina, and my nephew, Cisco. “What does she mean? Where is Tiago—“

I wonder fоr a second іf I’m оvеrdоѕіng. Iѕ thіѕ hоw I’m gоіng tо dіе? Choking on thе еdgе оf thе road, my death unrероrtеd bесаuѕе I’m just a hooker, a nobody whо dоеѕn’t matters?

The community is expressing their condolences and offering thoughts and prayers to Caroline's friends and family during this difficult time. I was dead? How is that possible, I was standing right here. What the actual fuck!!

Why… why do I feel like something is not right? Hah… but no matter what it was. Whether you are really alive or not… I don't fucking care. I can just finish the business I failed to do so…

the computer-like voice said from nowhere. "What are you talking about?" I didn't sign up for this? right? "Remember the last moment before you died?" I can't help but raise my eyebrow. "Oh? So, I indeed died?" It didn't need to clarify that fact, it just unconsciously confirmed my question Intelligence Entity: "..." "I'm dead, right?" As far as I remember, I died. "Not really. Your body is dead together with your world but your soul is very much alive." I remain alert as I asked again, "Why did you call me like that? Host letter-number thingy?" Is it a thing now? Calling someone strange names?

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 18 𝐼'𝑚 𝑑𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑘.... 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑.

But I didn’t trust that corpse for a second. "No," I whispered. "You're dead. Stay fucking dead." But something deep in my gut twisted. This wasn’t over. Not yet.

I almost died with that monster,’ I laughed slowly. “At least you are still alive,” I retorted. ‘I wished you are the one stuck with it in here, if I died, you died,’ Kade said, “I can't sense it, is it dead?,” I asked Kade. ‘it is still alive, but barely’ Kade replied, I am glad it worked, maybe a little more will finish it up I was about to mindlink Ezra. ‘You fool!, you would kill us both with it. You have hardly healed, you seem to have a death wish but I don't have one,’ Kade insulted.

I heard the clicking of camera shutters, but no one called the ambulance. My blood drained dry. My body became cold. Finally, Yvette Skye was no more. I died all alone at the corner of the street. No one cared. My corpse was not a pretty sight. My eyes were wide, unseeing, and there was a large hole in my stomach. My legs were twisted together. One of my arms was flung by the side of the road. My legs were useless now. I was ugly. No wonder the little girl cried. Floating in the air, I stared at my mutilated corpse.