Not Worth Dying For Novelas e Histórias

“Of course, it matters, I don’t get paid commission if you die in the first round.” The pit from his stomach moved to his throat, in an attempt to keep from crying. “Screw your damn commission! You’re just like everybody else, greedy to the bone. I was sacrificed, so just let me do whatever the hell I want with the time I have left. It’s meaningless to fight against something I know will kill me anyways.”

"And we have something worth fighting for. That counts for more than numbers." "Does it?" I moved closer to him. "Or are you just trying to convince yourself this isn't suicide?" His hand came up to cup my face, his thumb tracing my cheekbone. "Maybe both. But I meant what I said out there. You're worth it. All of it." "I don't want to be worth people dying." "Then you misunderstand what's happening here." His eyes held mine. "This isn't about you being worth their sacrifice. This is about me being willing to sacrifice everything to keep you. There's a difference."

"You're worth saving. All of you. And if my death means you get to grow up safe and happy, then it's a bargain I'll take." Phoenix's translucent eyes were wide. "You'd die for us? For children you barely know?" "I'd die for a world where children like you don't have to be weapons. Where you can just be... kids. That's worth dying for." "No," Grandmother Yuki said suddenly. "Your offer is noble, Cassandra. But it won't work." "Why not?"

“You saved me. You absolute idiot. You saved me and you almost died doing it.” “Worth it.” His voice was getting stronger by degrees. “If you’re okay. Worth it.” “It’s not worth it.” The words came out sharp and unplanned. “You can’t throw yourself in front of things for me. What if the antidote hadn’t worked? What if—” “Then I’d have died knowing you were safe.” His eyes held mine, steady and clear. “I can live with that.” “Well I can’t!” My voice cracked down the middle. “I cannot live with you dying for me. I can’t sit here and just accept that as—”

"Especially then. Because some things are worth dying for. Rights. Freedom. The principle that power does not make you worth more." "We fight not because we will win. But because not fighting means we have already lost." The settlements prepared for war. Enhanced versus natural. Modified versus organic. Future versus tradition. And no one knew who would win.

Hard. "Get it together. Do you think someone would bat an eye if a lowly slave like you dies? Don't be ridiculous. In this world, people more miserable than you die every day. There are tons of people everywhere who are far more unfortunate than you. I'll say this again. Your death won't change a thing. Don't seek a way out with a meaningless death. Try to stay alive until the end. Do you understand?" I didn’t answer. I couldn’t.

"It's high school. If it won't matter in a years time, then don't get caught up in it now." Although the advice was true and annoyingly accurate, the thought of not seeing Josh in a years time caused my heart to flutter slightly. I couldn't think of not seeing him because I did like him. And that itself was also extremely dangerous.

Stop this war before it started. Even if it meant fighting our own kind. Even if it meant dying in the process. Because some things were worth more than survival. Sometimes, principles were worth dying for.

"How can you still believe in this? After everything we have lost?" "Because the alternative is worse," I said simply. "Because going back to Council rule means my parents died for nothing. Because giving up now means the spy wins. Means Silas was right. Means every wolf who trusted us was a fool." "Maybe they were fools," he said. "Maybe we all were." "Then we are noble fools," I said. "Fighting for something worth dying for. That has to count for something." Before he could respond, Dante burst through the door.

"You knew I was coming?" Felix's face remained expressionless. "Yes. Are you here to kidnap me or kill me?" Though surprised, Mason remained unfazed. "I gave you a chance, and you wasted it. You need to learn the price of ignoring me." Felix shook his head helplessly. "Are you planning to take a life over something so trivial? Your values are truly astounding." Mason sneered. "Taking a life? Only prodigies like me deserve to live. Everyone else is worth nothing. Would you mourn a nobody's death? Does the world change when someone unimportant dies?"