روايات وقصص ضمن Reasons To Stay Alive Matt Haig

We left them with no choice the human race had to be stopped. A soft sob escaped her lips, ‘I just wish there had been some kind of a warning, you know, a sign, I would have loved the chance to tell my family how much I loved them and I would have stayed with them to be killed. I wish that very night, why did I want to be a hero? I should have stayed with my Mother, letting her know how much I loved her.’ She took another shaky breath, ‘Why are we alive? I don’t know about you guys but I’m nothing special. Why did those things let us live?’

Even if I was brought back from this torture and somehow considered to have survived what was the point if this is what I’d always remember. My thoughts constantly flashed to Sage and Dreyma. They were the point of course. I had to keep telling myself they were the reason. I swore to them. I needed to make sure to surivive for them. Without me they had no diection and what happened to those without purpose? We may not have signed up for this but we were going to see it through to the end just the same. My part was not going to be over.

I open my eyes wide, smile, and say, “No. We talked about it as a family and none of us want to go back. Not because we don’t like life there, but because we really miss being here. We decided to stay.” “Seriously? Do you swear to me?” I smile and say, “I’m serious, Matt. We will stay.” I see him stand up, pull me up and take me into his arms, screaming and laughing like he did a million years ago. “Put me down, now! Matt!” He puts me down and I feel like everything is spinning… I hold myself in his muscular arms as I tell him, “You’re spinning. Why are you spinning?” Matt frowns and goes to answer me, but I lose consciousness, falling into his arms.

His right leg tapping against the ground impatiently, he eyed her, great worry tucked into his orbs. Then he said, “Even though… I should have been aware of the terrible thing that almost happened in my manor. Anyway,” Zara was worried he was going to pursue the issue further, but when he pulled her closer for a hug, she thought otherwise, “I am glad you survived the attempts. Thank you for staying alive, my beautiful mate.” “I have to stay alive if I am to go back to Earth. I can’t die in a world that is not mine.”

Then she continued, softly, “Look, I know you love your mate, but from my perspective, Maura is hiding, hurting you, leaving my sweet, good-natured, and caring only brother to waste away to death. I want her found and I want you to live. So please, put aside your honor, just for today because you need all the help you can get. Please let me call the OCS. Let me get a story written with the people living with the humans, let me give you every chance possible to survive” Mattel closed his eyes in resignation, and remembered the agony of the kiss. “Ok” . TBC ~please leave a gem~

he stated plainly, his voice monotonous and his expression unreadable. “You'll die a horrible death,” she muttered bitterly, disgust boldly written on her face. Matt seemed unfazed by her words. He stood up from the chair, a thoughtful expression on his face as he circled Val. “Why did I save you? Now that's a tricky one. “ Finally, he returned to his seat, his eyes staring at her in the dissecting way one would look at a science lab experiment. “I was curious,” he murmured. “Well, the Harrisons took you in and not me. There must have been something special about you.”

Matt wanted to stop Aria for they were not sure whether that man was telling the truth, or if he was just one the spies sent for them. But he realized no spy or vampire would ever find them, alone, in their safe haven. Aria leaned backward and looked up at Blake. It was like looking at her own eyes in the mirror. “How are you alive?” Matt asked. “Just like how she is alive.” “Yeah, but we are also not exactly sure why she was resurrected.” “I know,” Blake said. Aria and Matt glanced at each other. Matt motioned for Aria to come, and Aria took Blake’s hand and pulled him inside the cabin.

"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.

But I dug my heels in to keep him from getting me out of the room because Killian was walking toward Mattia with a gun pointed at his head. Killian kicked aside his knife when Mattia tried to reach for it. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t shoot you between the eyes.” Mattia’s chest was bleeding from two bullet wounds, but somehow, he was still on his knees, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. “I’m just a man,” he coughed. “Doing what I need to do in order to survive.” “Wrong answer.” Tommaso covered my eyes as the last bang! rang out, and Mattia’s body thumped on the floor with a thud.

“If she finds out she’ll never leave me. That isn’t the goal – I’m no good for her even when I’m sane. I think we’ve already proven that much.” “For the pups then. If you get better you can still be in their lives.” Matthew argues. “You won’t be a danger to them. They need their father.” I know he’s right. I know if there’s a chance, I should fight for it. I just don’t know if I could survive getting my hopes up only to have them dashed again. Then again, if I’m going to die anyway, it won’t matter if I can survive it. “Alright.” I agree. “I won’t give up yet – for them.”