The Past Should Stay Dead Emarosa Novels & Stories

“You’ve said your piece.” Marcus chuckled, shaking his head. “So what’s the plan, Eros? Beat me until I beg? Kill me and dump my body somewhere no one will find?” Eros’ expression was unreadable. “Something like that.” Marcus clicked his tongue. “Killing me won’t change the past. Won’t erase what I did to her.” His eyes locked onto mine. “And it won’t take away the fact that, deep down, she still remembers what it felt like to be mine.”

"It's not a dream, Max. Everything is real. I... Fuck, touch... Why don't you... You're so dead. Emilia will kill you both" *****************************************

Like Emma mentioned something she shouldn't have said. Erza stood up, carrying the file. Before leaving, she reminded. "Don't think about it anymore. Leaving is not something you can do. It's best to be obedient." But Emma still had a question she wanted to ask Erza… "Lena! How is she?" This question succeeded in stopping Erza's footsteps. She turned around and answered. "She died." After Erza leaves, Emma once again falls into a state of helplessness. What does Erza mean? Why can't Emma leave this place? Why is Lena dead?

Emma's eyes flew open. The memory vanished. Her breathing became ragged. What was happening to her? Why were these images surfacing now? And why did they feel familiar? Her phone suddenly buzzed. A text message. Unknown Number. Emma hesitated before opening it. The message contained only one sentence. Stop looking into the past if you want to stay alive. Her blood froze. Another message arrived immediately afterward. This one included a photograph. Emma clicked it open. And nearly dropped the phone. The image had clearly been taken minutes ago.

Joesph then continues, “Now Jeremiah found out that if he rejected or died, Emma would be taken with him. So with knowing that there was a possibility that he wouldn’t survive the confrontation with his mother, he knew how cunning and spiteful she was when she had her sights on something. Jeremiah asked Greta, the werewolf/Fairy hybrid from the Royal Blood Moon pack, to cast a spell that would set Emma free and when he realised that he was dying after their fight, he finished the spell she started and stopped Emma from following him. Unfortunately, because of what I did, the bond wasn’t severed completely. So Emma lived, but she is still slowly dying and the only way to stop it is to bring h

Azora sighed “do we really have a choice? I just don’t understand what she’s still waiting for in executing the plan and getting herself married to Joshua, I must look for a way to see her and perhaps pressure her into doing what she should do, my returning back to that clan lyes solely on her marriage to Joshua and that marriage must happen, I really don’t care how I achieve that.” The second ghost nodded “very well then…do what you must Azora cause time waits for no one, we are really tired of remaining in this form and we have given you more than enough powers to help us get what we want, Emma must die!” Azora took glances at their faces and nodded “I agree with you, she must die or perha

His fingers brushed lightly against her skin, tracing patterns of longing and affection. Esmeralda, however, remained still, her thoughts occupied by the bizarre circumstances of her current situation. She couldn't shake the sensation of being buried alive, the haunting memories of her own death. Her mind was a whirlwind of confusion, and she couldn't allow herself to be swept away by Maverick's advances. Maverick's kisses and caresses became more fervent, his desire growing with each passing moment. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear, his voice husky with longing.

Lovato cried out as he pulled her falling body closer to him. "My love….I...I'm…" Mariza gasped, as she sucked in the cold air. "No, you can't leave me," Lovato reminded her. "I can't.... I can't lose you again..." "L-L...love..you"-Her voice was only a whisper now as she coughed out a volume of blood..."my dearest sir, who would have thought I'd be so lucky to find a man...as perfect as you-"That was it. There was no more left Marisa could say for Lovato. She was empty–just a lump of flesh - no life left in her whatsoever, she was truly and utterly dead ..

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

After all, I had no dignity in our previous life. Since then, I had experienced death and had long since come to terms with reality. In my past life, I was obsessed with him and believed him to be the best. I was willing to die for him, but I ended up drowning alone, despite my selfless dedication. Now that I was reborn, I sought neither revenge nor love. I simply wanted to enjoy the rest of my life in peace. Thalyx still refused to let me be. He wanted me to love him and tolerate him loving someone else.