Not Worth Dying For Novels & Stories

she replies, her mental voice softening just a fraction, “then yes, I am saying no.” “I have denied you before to save your life, and I will do it again.” “If anything happens to her,” I say quietly, the truth of it settling deep in my marrow, “I’m already dead. So it wouldn’t make a single bit of difference if I fall from the sky.” There’s a long, agonizing pause where only the sound of distant fires fills the air. “Is this worth dying for?” Nyx asks, testing the strength of my resolve. “Yes,” I say without a second of hesitation.

"I'm so sorry, Princess." "She died saving me," I choked out. "Again. Why does everyone keep dying to save me?" "Because you're worth saving," Thorne said simply. "Because you matter to people. Because—" He stopped, his voice going rough. "Because losing you would break something in this world that can't be fixed. So yeah, people sacrifice themselves to keep you alive. And they don't regret it." "How do you know?" "Because I'd do the same thing," he said. "In a heartbeat. Without hesitation. If it came down to my life or yours, I'd choose yours every single time."

he added "Come on, look carefully at yourself. How much does your job pay you? You can't even get a nice suit to wear. Look at your car, it's old and quite outdated. You think the state cares about you? If you die in this course do you think you will be remembered? No, they will forget your existence and no one will remember you. Sometimes, it isn't worth doing the right thing. You are a young man and you have a life to live. Pick up the money and clean up your life. There is always more for you if you don't mind," he said to him.

I can't make the stupid mistake of getting her into something she didn't sign up for. ***** WADE: I was skeptical about being at the forefront of all of this. I don't even know why I signed up for this. And neither do I know why I agreed to be here. Was it worth it? The urge to get my dignity back? I don't think it was. Because dying won't bring back any dignity. Instead, I'll be a forgotten one once the time reaches. I could sense the enemy approaching. And that was when my heart started beating fast.

You’ve lost that right a long time ago, and you don’t have anyone left to fight for you anymore, because the enemy has won. That’s why all these feelings and memories resurfaced now in an instant. That’s why they all felt confused and angry. Angry because they had lost so much, just like everyone else, while they hadn’t given up in the slightest. Angry at the world. Angry at the fact that they hadn’t done anything. Angry that they weren’t strong enough, smart enough, fast enough. And yet, angry at the same time. Because, if that was the case, it was obvious why the group didn’t give up in the beginning. Why they didn’t get tired of trying in vain to survive. Why they kept trying. Why they pu

“To give you some face?” The moment Lord Schulz heard this, he sighed and said, “In the world we live in, everything has its own value. There’s a saying that goes ‘the vengeance of killing someone’s father is more than heaven can bear.’ If you give that person a billion, ten billions, a hundred billions, or even a thousand billions, there is always a price which can move his heart.” He then switched to his main point. “However, the main point is that you’d have to know how much something is worth. Would you take it even if it costs you thousands of billions?”

"You lit the darkness that almost perished me to the pit of damnation. You saved me and revealed the truth. Your existence is the real power, Xiomara. I'm willing to die for you." Fuck. What the hell are they talking about?! My brows knotted and clenching my fist, I gritted my teeth. "I'm not worth it to die for," I loudly declared before prowling my eyes around. "Dying was the last thing I have in mind. I don't want every one of you to die because you are willing to do that for me. I want everyone to fight for their lives, for their survival, for their freedom to end this havoc. Every life matters, not just mine. Fight for yours, not mine. Live for your life, not mine. Breathe, withstand, b

If Jasper died, she would not be able to live as well. However, he was such a dazzling and exceptional person, he had the ability to bring so much warmth and light to people in difficult times. It was not worth it. It was not worth it for such a righteous person, a man with great achievements and merits to die with an eternal stain...

Broken hope that tries anyway. Always tries. Forever tries. Despite everything. That was my daughter. That was Hope. That was— Everything worth fighting for. Everything worth surviving for. Everything worth— Living for. Dying for. Becoming for. Forever.

I couldn’t remember the last time I actually took the time to enjoy my shower. So, I stayed in longer than usual just thinking about today and what was at stake. Was I really ready to let six innocent people die today? Yes, yes I was. And I kept telling myself this. It was necessary, and I knew it... It would be worth the lives lost. Ramses was worth any amount of lives lost.