Not Worth Dying For Novels & Stories

But, due to my stubbornness, I defied her. Why did they die in the first place? Why shouldn’t I? People who have more worth often die earlier, while those who are worthless live longer. I want to die with my parents. I don’t want to live in a world where the individuals who used to encourage me to fight for my life are no longer around. If they were just going to die, they would have murdered me as well. I’m useless in this world. If I will live in the world alone, it’s like I’m being brutally murdered every day because of missing them.

“ Yes, and you know what? I'm actually prepared to die, because life definitely isn't worth living anymore.” *Wait,what?*

"How do I honor death?" "By making sure they didn't die for nothing. By building the better world they fought for." Elena looked at the names. "I've been a healer for twenty years. I've seen hundreds die from battles they didn't choose, from violence inflicted by tyrannical Alphas, from systems that treated them as disposable. These eleven died fighting for something better. That matters." "Does it make their families feel better?" "No. But it makes their deaths meaningful. And sometimes that's all we can offer."

Dammit, just the last dose. And this is the reason I never have money for myself. I have to buy these stupid pills that are so expensive or else I won't be able to live. Maybe I should just die. No one knows me, no one cares, no one will cry, no one will even notice. My body will probably be found decayed by the landlord who comes to ask for overdue rent. I sigh heavily. Is this life really worth living? No, bad thoughts are not needed. I need to stay alive for all the people I was created to touch their lives. It will get better.

“Well, real life is never as romantic as the movies, is it?” Don’t I know it? “They say he pines for his dead mate and refuses to take any other. Even if he dies without an heir. He will stay loyal to her until the day he joins her in death. Isn't that romantic?” “No,” I say. “It’s fucking stupid. You don’t stop living because someone else died. When you do that, you might as well go ahead and kill yourself. Get it over and done with.” Yolanda gives me a curious look. “You are cold.”

“Because you are worthless and there is no need to keep you living in this world. People like you deserve to die like dogs.” “You also have a sister, a wife and a mother. How would you feel if someone was trying to kill them? Please, I also have people who loves me and I do not want to die.” “Why should we care? You’re not our sister, wife or mother. killing you won’t harm us in any way. We will eb paid and we’ll get to live a good life, enjoying ourselves while you are rotting in the forest.” “Fine …don’t say that I didn’t warn you. Adrian will still avenge my death “I muttered, tears rolling down on my cheeks. It’s been long and I couldn’t help but get sad that Adrian had really abandoned

When a steel beam came crashing down, he bore the crushing weight alone and ended up dying in the fire. During Dad's funeral, Alicia had cried until her throat started to bleed. She almost fainted from the grief. But now, she'd specifically gone to meet Randall Larkin, her childhood friend, just to help him save the 100 dollars he would've had to spend on a cab. In the hall, I continued to stare at the urn. My last memories of Mom kept replaying in my mind. Before we left, we'd both been thrilled that the family would finally be reunited.

“I think you’re willing to do anything if it means saving lives.” Her lips parted, but no words came. The silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken things. Then she whispered, “I’m not worth it.” I inhaled sharply, my jaw tightening. “Don’t say that.” She shook her head, her gaze dropping to the floor. “I’m not worth it, Edward. How many people have already died because of me? How many more will?” Her voice wavered, and for the first time in a long time, she looked truly lost.

Nathan strolls out of the darkness and sits beside me. “Are you going to sacrifice your life?” He asks. “The life of one outweighs the life of the many,” “Is that how many will die if you don’t?” He asks. “I am giving you the best opportunity to save Jo and defeat Millicent.” “At the cost of your own life.” I nodded my head. “It won’t stop with Jo. Millicent will come for you, your family, and everyone in your kingdom. That is worth dying for, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Can’t.” “He’s not dying.” “How do you know?” He stepped into the room, slow and cautious, like I might break apart if he moved too fast. “Because I’ve seen Cian walk away from worse. He doesn’t know how to quit.” “Maybe this time he should’ve.” Kieran’s jaw tensed. “You don’t mean that.” I shook my head. “Don’t I? He nearly died for me. Again. And for what?” “For you.” I turned to him, eyes burning. “Exactly. For me. And I don’t know if I’m worth that.”