Rising From The Dead Novels & Stories

"Now that the new drug has succeeded, everyone in the medical field is praising Prof. Stenson as a genius. But none of them know that this medicine could've saved you long ago. He just chose to let you die, because…" She leaned close to my ear and whispered, "Because you're worth more alive than dead. Chloe, do you know why he's been visiting you less these past six months? It's because he's already gathered enough data from you—you've almost outlived your usefulness. So now… you can die." My chest heaved violently as the air caught in my throat. Each breath burned, each second harder than the last. The monitor beside me erupted into a shrill alarm, the red lights flashing in sync with my pa

It was a hot day, with temperatures hitting a scorching 113°F when I was chased out of Nox Suites, the duplex where top celebrities stayed. Indoors, Stan Herbert, A-list star and my showmance partner, was ranting on the phone. "What's the point of a PR relationship with my current popularity?! Taking it into real life? Faking it online for six months was bad enough—you're sending her to my doorstep?! What, is our talent agency a matchmaking agency instead?! You're even sending me some nobody!" Once he hung up, he kicked me out of his door with my luggage, leaving me squatting by a sidewalk as I tried to clean up the mess. Six months ago, I signed a "slave contract" with the agency to try

“Yes.” “You made them afraid of us.” “Yes.” Her voice broke. “Because of me?” “No.” Evander stepped toward her. “Because of me.” Liora recoiled. Mason felt sick. Evander continued. “You were the first person restored from death.” Claire whispered, “And she came back whole.” Evander looked at her. “At first.” Liora froze. Evander’s eyes filled with tears. “Then you started hearing them.” “Hearing who?” “The dead.”

one of the Soul Drenching Squirrels was aghast. “To think that I'd one day witness the true Euphonic Call of the Deities... and to my death at that, this is indeed messed up!” said another. As the earth trembled, buried bones of savage beasts and humans began to assemble themselves up from the ground. It was like one of those zombie movie wherefore the zombies ascended up from the ground in graveyards, during their appointed time. I didn't know what expression to carry on my face; to laugh or to burst into tears of the overpowered Kira.

It was seen that Master Triniti walked up to the arena and then raised both of his hands that seemed to glow and slowly raised everyone in the stadium back from their stupor and there were also some who died and then seemed to rise again. "Plak Plaque Plaque" The sound of the footsteps of the Triniti master walking onto the arena and then doing something by raising both his hands that seemed to emit Light made the whole stadium foggy. Liem, Samuel, Frankenstein, Tesla Chairman and all Zeon fighters saw the incident where it was when Master Trinity revived people who had died and fainted due to being hit by Liem and Samuel's previous Aura. Slowly the referee Zein who was above the arena began

"The girl you once knew, the one you believed you had killed." Rowland's expression froze, his features contorted with shock and disbelief. His voice quivered as he responded, "But... How is this possible? I thought I had ended your life." Tears welled up in my eyes as I recounted the tale of my rebirth, the intervention of a vengeful soul seeking justice for her daughter's untimely demise. I explained how I was given another chance, my spirit reborn within a new vessel, with the memories of my past intact.

Basically, I was miserable. ‘Ember are we dead?’ I whined through our link. I started wiggling my toes and fingers slowly getting some sensation back. Every slight movement was a small blessing. I guess the moon goddess wasn’t going to make things easy by letting me magically rise from the dead like a phoenix… Nope she had to go the zombie route. Snort. ‘You aren’t dead, Frankenstein, just stiff… You need to keep moving your body. I’m working on healing you…’ Ember was a wonderful sight to see in my mind.

"Look., As I said, I don't need to talk in riddles with you. I haven't been able to identify whether you’ve been reincarnated several times or whether you are a supernatural creature." "What Gáta means is that you could be something extinct... Like a Chimera, which is a creature made up of several others... In which case, you'd only die in one of the creatures, but you'd still be alive." Khalid explained further. "Let's say you're a Phoenix. When you die you'll be reborn from the ashes and the curse will continue. A Hydra starts from the idea of having several heads, but the texts hide the fact that this meant several souls as well. There are many other possibilities and mystical creatures.

Ruth corrected "Yeah, Oh. I always thought the name was Lazilus. Anyway, the point here is, he died and got rotten and came back to life. There was another man, mentioned, he didn't even die at all and the world appears to be okay with it. If you don't believe me, just post a quick question and you see everyone knows about those people. So what difference does it make if your miracles come out of the grave," she argued "That is true but you forgot one detail," Ruth said Cassandra waited to hear what she missed

“Are you all right, sir?” Adrian sat up, and they both looked up at the platform. Raiden was slowly sitting up from his coffin. “He’s…he’s alive?” Mya was dumbfounded. Raiden sat upright and extended his arms. His shock-stricken eyes stared at his arms, a look of incredulity on his face. “I’m… I’m alive? Looks like Hannibal didn’t lie to me. This place really does have the ability to resurrect people!” Upon saying that, Raiden shifted his gaze to Adrian and Mya who were standing below the platform. He furrowed his eyebrows in surprise and leaped out of the coffin. He stood on the platform and looked down at Adrian and Mya from above.