Reasons To Stay Alive Book Novels & Stories

“Yes, you might, but… well, people mostly don’t understand that things go the way they go to take them where they need to get… haha, it sounds complicated…” “It does, especially if you don’t believe in such a thing as destiny,” she said thoughtfully, seeing her body bleed while a guy stitches her heart. “Well, my point is that you survived longer for a reason. You went to Onerea for a reason, and we’re standing here for a reason. Believe it or not, it happened like that. Oh, and you didn’t answer my question. In the case that you could choose again, would you choose to live?” “Yes. But not giving up on my memories.”

I am an outsider, an outcast to this foreign place, alone and homeless. On the way to this point, I several times thought of giving up. Because why am I still alive? For what else? To live a life full of misery is useless. To live with a haunting past is like living in nightmares. So now, the question repeats itself in my mind. Why am I still thriving to live until now? It is the question I always ask myself every time I'm in danger. Because it reminds me of my reasons. And each time I remember the purpose of this life, it gives me the fuel to live.

“Because you don’t need weapons. You rewrite reality.” “You are the only man who has ever put a knife to my throat and survived,” he answers. “Not because I couldn’t defend myself. Because I didn’t want to.” “Why?” “Because she would have stayed on your side if I had died there.” A pause. “And I prefer to be alive and losing than dead and irrelevant.” The honesty of the sentence hits me in an unexpected way. I recognize in it something I would feel myself. The logic of a man who prefers the pain of presence to the certainty of absence.

I flipped through the pages and I found it; "Life did not go as expected. Still finding the importance as to why I should live." "Great, I will the starting real school this session. Cheers to more pain." "I just live, not because I have a reason. But because death seems so far." Tears slpiued down my face. I could feel there pains behind those words. My life is messy too. The door suddenly opened. It was Kingsley's mother. I hurriedly closed the book and wiped my tears.

It should've been that despicable woman's child who died, not mine. Derick, alarmed, moved to silence Jasmine, but it was too late. Her accusation had already ignited the fury of the family elders. "Die from sickness? Ayden is the White family's heir, our boss's own grandson. How dare you wish death upon him? Derick, are you looking to get shot alongside your adopted sister?" Derick, his heart pounding, swallowed hard and hissed at Jasmine, "Have you lost your mind? Stop spewing garbage and apologize this instant!"

“ONLY THE CHOSEN VESSEL SURVIVES THE AWAKENING” I kept reading that line again and again until the words blurred. All the words felt wrong. “Are you alright?” Jax touched my arm gently. “What does this mean? Why does it say only the chosen vessel survives? Survives what? Does it mean someone has to die?” I swallowed hard. “This book is old Arielle. Very old. It may be exaggerating.” Jax did not answer at first. He stared at the page like he was searching for something else. “Or it may be telling the truth” I said amd my voice sounded weak. “Does Kael know about this?”

Not with a baby on the way. Still, for the first time in a long time, I have some thing worth fighting for. Someone worth protecting. A reason to survive.

[Zion] 0 I quickly shove him to the back of my mind, not wanting to deal with his shit right now. After all, he’s the reason I’m still alive. If I would have had it my way I would have ended my life when she died. I have nothing to live for, but he won’t let me and I hate him for it. 0 She starts to change but I know she won’t leave if I don’t give her something. 0 “You read the book. It’s true. We exist.”

“O-Okay… you can kill me.” Anyway, I don’t have much will to live anyway. My only reason to live and the reason why I hold on up until this day when it is very easy to die, was my parents. But now that they don’t want me anymore, is there a reason to survive in this world? Beta Kavier looked at me for a second before he let out a heavy sigh. “I’ll help you live.” I looked at him in shock. Why? Before I could ask him, he had already given me the answer. “Don’t think too much. You remind me of my sister. She would probably be the same age as you if she was alive.”

But instead of being happy for being able to survive, I could not find even a small happiness in my heart about it. Why did He let me survive? He should have just let me die. I just want to fucking die. Why am I still alive? Why the fuck am I still in this fucking cruel world? I do not want to be here. I am tired of living this life. I just want to be in peace. I just want to be with my wife... Why can't He just give me what I want? Why can't He just let me fucking die? Why does He have to let me survive? Is this His punishment for all the cruel things I have done in my past? A painful life without my wife? Is this what He wants for me?