Novel & Cerita Reasons To Stay Alive Book

His own brother had been set up to die, so he knew how heartbreaking it felt. After such huge pain, he had a strong desire to exact revenge. It was the desire that gave him the strong motivation to stay alive. It did not matter how long the motivation could sustain him and whether he was driven by the right or wrong reason. It was sufficient as long as he could think about staying alive. He could take it slow after that. Most importantly, Thomas had to help Dragon Claw think about staying alive, not muddle around and look like he had suffered a fate worse than death.

Close enough that if she reaches for me in the dark, I'll be there. "Stay," she whispers. "I'm not going anywhere." "Stay." "I'm here." She closes her eyes. And for the first time in weeks, I let myself believe. --- She says one word — "Stay" — and suddenly I remember exactly why leaving failed. Because leaving means losing this. And this — messy, complicated, terrifying — is the only thing worth staying for. End of Chapter 140

"Yeah, kick her out! She can die out there for all we care! When the ship comes, we'll leave her here!" "Yeah, kick her out! She's useless and a waste of resources!" I yelled, "I can leave by myself, thank you very much." Then, Queenie's eyes became teary as she held my hand, trying to make me stay. "You barely have any survival skills, and going solo's too dangerous. I can't let you leave. It's for your own good." I ignored her and turned to leave. Queenie really desperately wanted me to stay, but everyone else stopped her.

Being alive is the best. No matter how painful, how hopeless life may feel—if there’s a chance to stay alive, then stay alive. Raina said, “Right.” The words lingered, hard to fully grasp in the moment. After a pause, she added quietly, “There was a time when things were really bad for me too. I didn’t think I could go on. I wanted to die every day… But, like you said—if you can live, then live.” ***

“But I do. I see you. And I want you to stay alive. Not because of him. Because you’re not done yet.” “Stay alive for what?” I asked, voice sharp. “What the hell am I supposed to do now? What am I even good for?” He leaned closer. “For yourself.” I closed my eyes. I didn’t believe him. Not really. He moved slowly, lying back against the pillows. “Come here.” I swallowed, nodded, and slid under the covers. His arm came around my waist instinctively. My cheek pressed into his chest. The steady thud of his heart grounded me more than I expected.

The only difference was that she has a reason to live while he doesn't have. She took her drink and also sipped from it. "I have a fucked up story but it's a secret. I want everything to end but, I can't" "Why?" He asked. "Huh?" She asked as if she didn't hear him. "Why can't you end everything? I could just drink poison and die. It'll be over" he said. "I have to think of the ones I'm leaving behind. Will they be okay without me? Don't you have people that love you? They can be your reason to stay alive" Michelle asked him. He smirked and gulped everything in his glass at one go.

"Please be patient, we did vote but the final decision is not up to us. This time we had two votes for, one against, and three people want to go but with some conditions. These conditions are: our voting system will still be in place, it's our safeguard in case things go sour. We need you to craft some tools for us and teach us some of your surviving skills. We also need you to promise to get us to a town as soon as you can and, finally, there will be a period of one week. If by the end of that period we decide to part from you, we'll be moving to your vicinity" "And what happens if, let's say, one day you decide to vote to exile me?" "That's not going to happen without a good reason" "I don

Damn, I'm jealous of my life, I don't want to die, I have dreams, ambitions, desires, and a love that I want to stay with. I frowned before pulling myself together. I know it's downright disgusting what I decided but I am a person without morals, so no one blames me for thinking of myself first. The world may crumble, and the others may well all die but I have to stay alive, for my parents who were so cowardly murdered, for me who wants to live and enjoy all that life has to offer but especially for him.

“Where are you going?” “You don’t want me here, so I’ll leave on my own.” “I told you, I won’t send you away.” “Should I stay here and watch you choose her over me, then?” She jerks her arm out of my hold. “Do you know what kept me alive when Theodore locked me up? You. The thought of you. I had to see you again, so I had to survive. Do you know how many shifters he killed because they went against him or tried to escape?”

he said. " thank you sir" I replied. " rest well" he said and went out of of the room. " pheeeeww, I think I need a week or more to rest" I said to myself. After this what's next, I hope I don't get myself killed one of these days, because I barely made it out. The only reason I'm still alive is because they all don't have guns if not I would have be long dead. Well what can I say.....this is a battle of life and death and only destiny will choose the position we will be.