Survive Meme Novels & Stories

My heart skipped. Will I survive?

Seeing me approach, he nervously pulled Ravyn into his arms and warily asked, "What are you doing? You better not try to push Ravyn into the fire again." I arched an eyebrow and could pretty much confirm he'd been reborn as well. In that case, I could take my revenge without any guilt. "I won't push her," I said coldly. I'd never pushed her in my past life either. But since my friends had accidentally done it to defend me, I couldn't just give them away. "Then why would you…" Harken opened his mouth to speak. But before he could say another word, I shoved the stone from the ground forcefully into his mouth under the shocked gasps of the crowd.

I will run, and I will hide. I will survive.

For him. Whatever it took. We'd survive.

She would survive. To be continued…

"We survive together." "Damn right we do."

“I remember everything. I remember you lying to me the whole time. And I remember… that you don’t love me at all.” I closed my eyes for a moment, suppressing the sting rising behind them. Then, I lifted my head and met her gaze directly, calm and resolute. “That’s right. I have never loved you. I saved you, coaxed you, and called you my wife… all because you’re strong and could keep me alive. In this cannibalistic apocalypse, emotions are the most useless thing. Only self-interest keeps us alive. Now that you remember everything, do whatever you want with me. Kill me if you like.”

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I had no one left. After I was diagnosed with cancer, my relatives stopped visiting, my parents slowly accepted that I might not survive, and the man I had been dating disappeared. Dante was the only person who stayed. He sold what little he had, paid for my treatment, and made me believe that love could survive anything. That belief had carried me through ten years of pain. During treatment, I kept working remotely under Professor Evelyn Shaw. Her closed medical research project accepted only a few doctoral candidates each year. She had asked me more than once to join after my recovery, but I kept refusing because I did not want to leave Dante.

Alex screamed from a stretcher, his face covered in dust and blood. Then he spotted Maddie and me standing there, both safe and on our feet. He went still. A second later, he broke down. "Kayla... I'm sorry. I should've listened to you. That corner wasn't safe. The ceiling came down on us. Rainee lied. She got us all hurt!" I looked at him coldly. They'd made their choice. They'd gambled with their own lives. "Over here! More survivors!" A rescuer's shout rang out from deep in the rubble.