Someone Will Die Of Fun Novels & Stories

“Same – but wouldn’t that be too easy? What’s the fun in that?” “Really fun Ackermann, the angel of death has thought me that much.”

"The lifestyle there is so much more relaxed than in New York. Isn't that the kind of retirement you've always wanted?" I smiled and linked my arm through Mama's, trying to charm her. "I can pursue my passion there too. I'm thinking of opening a music studio…" "As for whether I'll have the chance to perform at family events in the future, you know I don't really care about that." I glanced down at my watch. "Alright, I've made up my mind. I'm serious." "You don't need to worry about me. You two should be thinking about handing over your family responsibilities."

he repeated. “Well,” she said gaily, “since I’m going to die anyway, I might as well go out happy.” Her face fell as she thought for a moment and then continued, “Of course, unless you’re into necrophilia, you’ll only get one chance at me. But just think... ! They’ll find me dead in your bed, but with the happiest smile they’re ever going to see on my face. It will drive them absolutely nuts! Now let’s do it.”

Hence, many eccentrics came forth to challenge the virus. Unfortunately, these arrogant people all fell to the three glasses of Bloody Mary after the night. "I've never seen this guy before. He looks very unfamiliar! I guess he's a junior who stood out on impulse!" “That’s most likely the case. But sadly, he is absolutely dead tonight. Relying on his own hot blood to stand out, he is simply looking to die!” "That's right. Many extraordinary people have died to these three cups of Bloody Mary, let alone a nobody like him!"

He let out that deep, pot-bellied laugh before he finally spoke. “Ah. I haven’t had this type of fresh entertainment in a long time.” He said. “We should have females frequently shifting out of sanity like this. It will be fun to watch you rip flesh every now and then, old friend.” He added and the crowd roared in agreement while I swallowed. Could they at least release me while they discussed my death? Not that I’m saying I accept dying. It would just be nice for anyone to have a breather. Not actually die before they are killed. You know what I mean?

I stare at the lovely city of Manchester as I weigh my options. It’s either bankruptcy and death or marriage and coronation. I guess the latter isn’t much of a bad idea, only it is. Whatever the case, my father’s murders must pay. I have a secret after all, I can hardly die.

Death was not scary at all, what was more scary was the way someone dies. Some people would say that they fear death and I couldn't judge them, for they have their reason. Those people were thinking about someone that they love and even their property that will be left in this world. As what would happened to them when they die. Some people were not scared to die, but they were thinking that they could waste their opportunity to live. I was one of them. "Finally!" Cain exclaimed. "You killed him." He smiled. "What kind of shit you are!" I shouted back. "Please, don't be glad because I killed him," I said, seemed to implore.

“If you die, I will forgive you.” In the end, Anthony did not follow me any further. I crossed mountains and seas and climbed to the icy tundra, finally returning to my son’s side. The Alpha of Icefield Pack looked at me. “You really want to join our pack? You know we’re poor, cold, and not much for socializing…” “It doesn’t matter. My son is here.” Only in the Icefields could his body be laid to rest. If I lost that final memento, I would surely go mad.

(Today I am here, but tomorrow There will be my memories, If I will not be here There will be the talks of mine) (If you will turn the pages Of life Then I think you will also cry Remembering me) **** Marna to sabko ek na ek din padega. Magar dekhte hai kiski mout ka sadma Kitno ko lagega. Kya khushi manaenge ya phir gum me doob jaaenge. Dekhte hai mere janaze par kitne mere aaenge. (Everyone had to die one day But let's see, who will take the shock of Someone's death) (Who will be happy and who will cry Let's see, who will come on my funeral) **** Kya pata kab mout ka paigaam aa jaye.

He seem to be having a good time as he kept laughing. She was frantic. Why was he laughing? What was funny as to why he was laughing? Before she could ask him questions about that, he spoke up. “They will all die. It’s inevitable. They will all die because that’s what they get for being divided. They are bound to no longer exist and as they fight against themselves, reducing their numbers, the more chances they give to the other kind which means they will all die. No one will survive it except her.” The young boy said.