The Death Cure Book Page 250 Novels & Stories

He had given me a second chance and I knew I had to say something to him about that. “Thank you.” Death nodded his head. He knew exactly what I was referring to. “You’re most welcome, Kiran.” He smiled stiffly. “What do you want?” “To warn you.” I wondered what game he was playing now. “About what and why?” I frowned as Death smiled sadly. “His time is up.” I felt like I couldn’t breathe as Death stood next to me and touched my soul. “Kai…” I managed to whisper through the pain and fear. **Kiran's story continues in The Lupian Chronicles: Fire (Book 3)

"Why? Do you want me to sleep with men instead?" "No, you bastard. I meant you could get the disease." "We all die one day." He grinned. He's right, death is inevitable but the least I could do is try. "Could I sleep here, just this once?" I asked him. "Sure, if you don’t mind sharing a bed,” He said before I threw my suit at the laughing bastard. "Shut up, one day I'll be holding the cure in my hands. I'm going to sleep now, and don't you dare touch me." I said before resting my aching body.

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I repeated, my voice shaking in fear. “Do you have any parents at all? They should have told you about this,” he told me, giving me a pitying look. I gulped down hard. “My mother actually died a few months ago and before she died, these appeared on her also,” I explained to him. He shook his head, staring at me with a pitiful gaze. “History is about to repeat itself,” he muttered. I fell into complete silence, completely speechless. I just found out I was going to die soon, there was nothing that needed to be said. Maybe those rogues should have even killed me. “There is a cure,” he suddenly said.

I call out to him, searching for him. "I'm sorry, I think I’m leaving." The scene fades a little more, I feel him walk away. "Elliot wait! Hold on we'll figure out what this is, we'll find a cure, you just have to hang in there." "Alice, the doctors just said they don't know what I ingested. We both know I was poisoned by one of the plants you discovered in the book. Only witches have a cure and no one has seen one alive for centuries. It's hopeless."

"So? That doesn't mean he's going to die right now. There has to be something-" "There isn't," she cut in. "There is no cure for it." The words hit me hard. "No cure?" I repeated, my voice lower now. "No cure," she said again, not looking away. For a second, I couldn't even think straight. Gunnar... dying? Just like that? "No," I said, shaking my head again. "That's not happening. It can't happen." "It will," she replied calmly, "if you don't do something."

They'd brought in more rogues, ones that looked so far gone they were still in chains when they brought them to be cured. Everything was eating at me. I could feel myself depleting now, before it was just something I imagined was happening. But after curing thousands of rogues, the ocean was finally running dry. So that's probably why I'm smelling something that reminds me of home. The realisation that I was dying struck me hard. It was jarring. I tried looking up to see how many people were left to heal but I hit my head on the bar on top and I winced. That headache lasted the entire night.

Gates flooded inside his mind and the doors that he currently went through are still not enough to see everything and the plan at the very end at hand, yet is bringing him the chill and excitement he surely is loving more than ever. ‘A verse yet to see, read it aloud, and there it comes to a death angel who will claim your soul.’ Taken by the words and the depiction that took him more than the wonder and the truth out of the facts of the other verses, that are the howling stance of the book they are all running in a circle from. He draws a Cheshire-like smile unto his face, as he flips the pages of the book once more. Arriving unto that certain place where the curse is looming from within.

said Eskylrious . " There is indeed a cure ! " said the mysterious woman . " Where is it then ?! " said Eskylrious seriously annoyed . " Everything that happens will happen at a certain time . Even the knowledge of the cure . " said the mysterious woman . " You tell me that she can't die , yet you don't tell me about the cure ?! " said Eskylrious with a serious expression . " I am not telling you because I don't know it . " said the mysterious woman .

Hunter sat before her in a chair. "Just kill me. Please..." "What if I say this can be changed? What if I say you can have your beautiful face back again? Will you still want to die?" Zara's face came up ever so slowly. The hope in her eyes shone brighter than her tears. "I-is that possible?" "Mmhmm." Hunter reached into the pocket of his jeans and fished out a small vial. The transparent liquid in it shimmered in the daylight. "This is the cure to the virus you have running in your body. An antidote."