The First Death Is In The Heart Novels & Stories

The heart drops onto the ground with a wet sound. “She’s dead.”

She was speaking broken sentences. "No, nothing will happen to you. How will you die?" He was trying hard to stop her. But her ragged breaths were not being heard. She stopped to take a long breath after telling him. And then her next breath did not come. And her body was lifeless. He was looking at the arrows in her chest. That laughing, jumping, jumping girl had passed away. And even though he could do a lot, he could not do anything. And this was the first death that Joseph saw in this world.

I throw the sword in the air, catch it by the hilt, and drive it point first into the soft space between his neck and shoulder, into his heart. He falls over and finally, mercifully, he dies.

Felt death for the first time. “No!” Hope’s light exploded outward. Panic. Terror. Denial. “No, this is wrong! This should not happen! He was here. He existed. He mattered. And now he is nothing! He is gone! He is erased! This is what the First Dark wants! This is what I am supposed to prevent!” The fragment darted frantically around the room where Marcus lay. Trying to find his consciousness. Trying to bring him back. Trying to undo death. “Hope, stop.” I grabbed for its light. Missed. “You cannot bring him back. You cannot undo death. That is not how existence works.”

Her eyes were wider than ever as pain tore through every nerve in her body. When he finally found her heart, he held it in his hand. T-Murek was puzzled when he didn’t feel any heartbeat. He looked up at her face and was utterly disappointed to see that her eyes were closed. T-Murek gave her a gentle slap on the chin. She felt lifeless and cold. She was already dead, and it devastated him. He forcefully dragged her heart out and left it to hang from her chest.

she whispered, "I was always dead to begin with. My life ended a thousand years ago." "So be it!" Without hesitation, without another word, he drove his free hand straight into her chest. His fingers plunged deep, tearing through flesh, muscle, and bone in an instant of gruesome violence. He found her heart, still beating faintly against his crushing grip, and with a swift, brutal pull, he ripped it out. Thana's eyes flew open one last time, a sudden, fleeting look of shock and release crossing them, before the light immediately faded. Her body went instantly limp, lifeless. The death was indeed swift.

Her own recklessness had caused her death. Grief overwhelmed him, and the pain in his chest became unbearable. He clutched at his heart, gasping for breath. His staff rushed to his side, but it was too late. His heart gave out under the weight of his grief, and he collapsed to the floor, dead within moments. Back at the hospital, Angel slowly awoke, her eyes fluttering open to the sight of Alex sitting by her side. She reached for his hand, her voice soft and shaky. “Alex, are you okay?”

"Miss Crystal, it's ok, everything will be fine ok. I am here. Let's go to the hosptial. Before butler could drag her out of that room, she picked up the white paper earlier in her mother's hand. The butler dragged her in the car and followed the ambulance. Soon they reached the hosptial. After seeing her sister doctor immediately declared her dead. At the same time, her father had a heart attack. He was in critical condition. After two out in OT, the doctor declared her father dead. In just two hours, Crystal world crumbles down. She stood between two dead bodies, one of her beloved sister and one of her beloved superhero fathers. Yet till now, she had not cried. Her trusted maids and butle

The enemy has been slain. "The black envelope I gave to you was called a death note. There are three types of a cause of death that you will be encountered," he was saying that's while raising his three fingers. He looks cute with that so I had to hold back a smile for him not to notice it while looking at him. Difficult but manageable. I guess, "the first one is the fated death means the human is fated to be death by the time being, in the short game over." he bored explained that somehow I understand. "The next one is the accidental death meaning they are not supposed to die but they have to, in order to balance the human world." This time he makes a serious face. "While the last one was t

It was as if an invisible rope had been coiled tightly around my ribs, and it yanked me toward her while a spark ignited in my veins. For the first time since I awoke in the darkness, my dead heart beat only once for her, and I moved, a cold hiss ripping from my chest. The men turned, one shouting for the others to act, but they were too slow. I was already mid-stride, death in motion. They had touched her, and nothing in this world or the next would save them.