Someone Walked Over My Grave Novels & Stories

I whispered, wiping at my face. “Your daughter’s all grown now. Grandma has been taking good care of me. She’s fine, too.” I forced a smile through my sadness. “It’s late, I should head back to her. I promise to visit again soon.” I stood, touched their graves one last time, and walked away. I didn’t realize someone was following me. A shiver crawled down my spine. I glanced over my shoulder and spotted a figure in black trailing behind me. My body tensed. I quickened my pace.

"No, I need to do this myself. I need to walk this difficult road on my own. After all, I’ll be alone in the future." Her words made everyone present feel a little bitter. My eyes started to get a little heated and watery. She took a deep breath and continued to walk uphill. Finn's mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed his words. I could guess what Finn wanted to say. When we arrived at her mother’s grave, we were surprised. The place was well-kept, and the flowers in front of the grave were still fresh. Beatrice seemed surprised too. She stood still for a moment, looking at the photo on the tombstone, which was immaculate. It looked like someone had cleaned it.

I swore, right then and there, that I would make her pay for all the pains she’d caused me. When all the guests had left, I returned to the cemetery and sat beside my mother’s grave where I remained till late in the evening, before managing to pull myself up so I could at least have a meal. My feet carried me, and not the other way around. I could barely see or make sense of anything. It was only a miracle I hadn’t crashed into…And I crashed straight into a man. I spoke too soon. “Ah, I’m so sorry,” I mumbled, stepping backwards.

Somewhere beyond the graves, a low sound rolled through the storm, so faint I almost mistook it for thunder. But it was deeper. Like a growl swallowed by the wind. I forced myself not to look. Every inch of me trembled as I made my way back to where I stood. Again, my mind left my body and I was only a husk of a person as I watched papa's coffin as they lowered it into the ground. That's where my gaze stayed, even when the strangers approached to give their last condolences and disappear from my life against.

I walked past mom's tomb with a smile before stopping at dad's newly cemented grave. I sucked a deep breath and was about to speak when I noticed a familiar figure trying to climb the fence. Curiously, I walked away from the graveyard and moved closer to the fence, only to realize it was Mia, dressed in black skinny pants, a black shirt and a black face cap.

said the man, as I remained silent like an idiot. "Okay, grumpy lord!" I said annoyed. Then follow him from behind. We walked carefully, until from the tall grass, I could see something. "Graves," I whispered to myself. "Why are we going here? You're not shooting a horror movie, are you?" "Come on, girls." Kazuo turned to me, and he took my hand. Right now, I'm walking with him closer to the grave. But still I didn't go in there, I just stopped behind this tree.

“You can't. But you can earn yourself a bit of peace. Follow me.” I found it weird that I was listening to someone that wasn't there but I did anyway and we walked. We walked for hours and just when I thought I had actually gotten crazy and I was just walking aimlessly, we finally arrived at our destination. My eyes widened as I saw the two graves before me. I didn't need Lucien to tell me whose grave it was to know that it was Aasimar and his son Ryus' grave. “The first step is to beg for mercy.”

Had someone tempered with Arla's grave? I walked around once again and it finally took the help of the cemetery guard to help me locate her grave. It was the only grave lacking flowers. I stood over it, defeated and drained. How many months had it been since I visited her grave? Since I brought flowers. Too ashamed to stand before her, I turned and started walking away.

My heart began to beat faster as I walked past the sea of graves I usually hate. I reached the sharp corner of the direction leading to my father’s grave. My heart skipped a bit as I locked eyes on my father’s grave. The gravedigger was seated on it with his legs spread wide apart in the air. He was naked. Completely naked. His mouth fell open as he locked his eyes with mine. I swallowed hard before my eyes trailed below. His index finger was sliding in and out of his pinkish goddamn hole. My cock throbbed.

I got up and left the room heading out to the grave. "Let me come with you, little baby," Adrian called me as I shook my head. "It's midnight for fucks sake!" He whisper shouted. "I don't care." I rasped out and my voice was croaked. I headed towards the grave walking in the midnight to the grave. My own feet carried me to their place where they placed. You all were probably thinking their boy would have burned to ashes why are you visiting a graveyard. I don't know and their burnt body was in there. I placed my head on the cold concrete while I cried my eyes out.