Someone Will Die Of Fun Novels & Stories

"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."

“I am simply pointing out the speed at which we will learn of our benefactor’s demise. Which, I must reiterate, will be prompt.” I giggled at the joke. When Andre glared at me, I said defensively, “I like dark humor.” “Nobody has ever died in this race,” Joemar said. “At least, not that they’ve reported. So you probably don’t need to freshen up your CVs.” He paused for three long seconds. “Probably.” “You’re not helping relieve my anxiety,” Andre muttered. “On an unrelated note, do I still get paid if you die before I’m knocked up?”

Make him die. But guess what?

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?

"So there's a party tonight at Xander's. You are highly invited." "Do you realize that someone is dead? Do you realize that people have been dying since last week? Do you fucking realize that at all?" She stepped back. "Uhm, isn't it a disease breakout or something?" "What? A disease breakout and you're fucking standing on your feet?"I looked at everyone standing and listening to me. "It's no fucking break out, get that? Someone is out there killing people and we're just living like today's going to be our last day. Did Henshaw know he was going to die that day? Did Mereba? Did Igor? Did the fucking bouncer know? Did Scarlett know she was going to meet her death today? Did my mother?!"

but it’s too late the weird thing about this is that you can see your body inside the coffin, then it is even weirder when you attend your own funeral I can see my friends crying, my former classmates, and finally, my ex over there crying because of my loss “John Carl why did you die suddenly? I will help you rank up on Mobile Legends, right!?”-David (crying) I’m stronger than you! “Poor you. I know stupid people like you die easily but it’s too early.” - Phil “Sorry !!! sorry John Carl !! I know you were hurt when I turned you down but I hope you let me apologize first!!- Dessa (crying)

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.