Novel & Cerita Stories On Life After Death

He most enjoyed the feeling of controlling me, after all. "Elijah, did you know? Five years ago... I was pregnant with your baby," I said calmly. "You're lying again." I laughed bitterly and spoke in a gentle tone I hadn't used in ages. "I knew you'd say that, so I prepared everything. I hope that after I die, you'll receive those things and still be able to live happily ever after with Abigail." At that moment, the system's voice rang in my head. "Fran, midnight has arrived. You just need to die in this world, and you can go back."

[In the Next Life — April 12, 2024, 3:09 PM — I Don't Want To Die] The aspect ratio changed. I was holding the phone to record myself this time. The background was completely dark. No lights on. I sat by the window. No more jokes, no more smiles. My eyes were red. Tears kept falling. I had my hand over my mouth, fingers trembling as I stared into the camera. "What do you think the world looks like after we die? I can't even bring myself to ask William. I'm afraid… afraid that once I do—" My voice caught.

Cassian inquired. "No," Darren replied. "But…" "But what?" Cassian asked quickly. "Well, before that young man died, he was also dancing. According to his mother, it was the same kind of dance Tate did before he died." "Oh?" Cassian's eyes glinted thoughtfully. Darren continued, "Those people who died for no apparent reason all seemed to have danced before their deaths. It's very strange." "It really is strange," Cassian echoed. He'd never heard of anyone dancing right before they died.

It was as if I was showing the living that death was not the end of life, but rather, the beginning of a new journey. My thoughts returned to the day of the accident. The surgery was successful, bringing an end to my tragic life.

"If you don't want to live, then you can die too." To my surprise, that one strike had not only killed Tyler but also awakened Evelyn. But Edith had already stopped listening to Evelyn's words. She stared blankly ahead, like her soul had left her body. I followed her gaze. It was where Tyler had fallen. I sighed and left the hospital.

Olivia watched Ian’s face intently, looking for him to speak truthfully to her. “I can’t be sure, but after everything I’ve encountered, I must believe whatever is on the other side it’s what we have earned.” It was the truth. The things he’d learned about, that he’d been taught, were myth and legend turned out to be real. So, why wouldn’t any of the stories about after death be true too? “What if we get separated?” Now Ian saw she’d thought too long and too hard on this. They would always find each other. That he knew for a fact.

Death Contract They say that reincarnation may be true because no one in the world can tell what there is in the afterlife. Nor can anyone prove that fictional things are not true. So I, I believe that in this world we have things we don't know but it's better that we just don't know. "I'll borrow this book," I uttered while reaching the book to the Librarian. The book is entitled Death Contract. When I read its description earlier the book already caught my attention. So I took it.

And, In my case, there was not even Earth who was going remember me, if I get died. Death was beautiful. Imagine someone like me who was longing for it and suddenly the God appears to take you with him and let you sleep in the nothingness. I always wonder how would someone feel after death. well, how would someone feel After death? I laughed on my thought and tears escaped. My life had taken a sharp fall. There was no more fairy tale happening, I removed my veil and tore it in parts feeling miserable and everything as hell.

“Fine have it your way but I would have taken great care of you.” “You killed my family. How would you feel if someone killed yours?” “That sounds fun wanna kill my parents. Let’s go! Oh, wait they are already dead. I killed them years ago and hid the body. Shh, don’t tell anyone.” He laughs. “I should have screamed that day.” “But you didn’t” “I was scared.” “You were clinging onto dearest daddy.” “I’m going to kill you.” “Oh, that sounds fun. What is life after death? Is there life after death? Or do I just die? Let’s think about that one. Ah, who cares I go where I go.”

She was struck by the impossible absurdity of the situation. This was questioning the very core of her belief in life,death and the afterlife.These things were the trademarks of fiction and Hollywood movies. Could it be possible?Could some semblance of the soul remain even after death?Could this remnant of a mortal existence find a way to manifest itself,even after being dead for so long? For a heartbeat Beth imagined that she was unconscious,that when she’d left Marcus to race up the stairs,she'd fallen and hit her head and this was all some vivid dream.