Third Lifetime Novels & Stories

Shirley's voice trailed off, her eyes welling up. "You said it yourself, the doctor said she has a twenty percent chance of surviving. Let's allow nature take its course here. She might end up waking up eventually," Amelia reminded. "And she might end up dying. There is an eighty percent chance of her dying, don't forget that," Shirley said. "So do you think you can handle it? What comes after you turn her just to save her? Do you?" Amelia questioned.

Sonia swallowed what she wanted to say reluctantly, wondering why there is a sudden change in his expression. She quit screaming and watched him lie back on the seat closing his eyes. Only after she had noticed the sudden sadness and exhaustion in his eyes. ★★★★★★ 'Brother,Sammy as soon is crying non-stop again and Junior has refused to go to bed until he sees you,' this was the message Jayden had read. It's from his younger sister, Zena. He sighed and closed his eyes. Ever since Zena died in that fatal accident, he had to raise their two young children alone. It would have been difficult without Zena because during that accident he didn't only lose his wife, he also lost the use of legs.

My ex-husband. The man I gave five years of my life treating, has killed me in every lifetime. For awhile, the problem left my focal lens, and all I could see in every lifetime is Damian stabbing into my heart in an excuse of killing the dire wolf. Yet, some cruel Fury out there thought it was the best thing to make our part cross. “ Every lifetime?” I ask just to be sure. She nodded. “ Every one of them.” “ Just how many lifetimes are we talking about here?”

Without much thought or care about the consequences, I resorted to resetting things to find Kyra once she was reborn. I went through many lifetimes, finding Kyra and living a grand life with her, but sometimes, it was too short, and Kyra would die before we had the chance to move further. Each life was filled with pain, but the fact I was able to be with her again was the only thing that mattered. It was probably for the best I hadn’t remembered the first life, or there would be no telling how I would feel.

“And if someone’s Immortal, they cannot be hooked, killed, or destroyed. Which is how Ceto survived her own seaquake. She and I had a little chat after she slith-ered out of that trench she buried herself and half the continental shelf in. I believe I’ve put the child issue to rest with Ceto. She’s on indefinite community service at Artemis’s orphanage.” Zeus brushed his hands, and the abacus disappeared. Then he raised his hands, palms down, toward where Angel and Logan sat, and closed his eyes. “So, by the power vested in me, I now bestow Immortality upon you, Angel Tritone, you, Logan Hardington, and any progeny thereof.” He opened one eye, then the other, nodded, then clasped his hands b

The elevator reached the bottom floor, and we both got out. My sister was walking super fast, and I had to almost jog to keep up. “Well, it’s kind of exhausting living forever,” she explained. “Some of them have been around for thousands of years, and they don’t have a lot of options. If they could turn back into people, then they would die, eventually. As Guardians, they’ll just keep on going forever.” “Unless a Hunter kills them, right?” I asked, truly seeking clarification this time. “Right. But we hope that doesn’t happen, for obvious reasons,” Cadence noticed me having trouble keeping up and slowed just a tad. “So, this will make it easier for them to be… normal again.”

“We’ve just… lived.” “So death doesn’t bother us,” Noah says. “Some people, people like my father, like Bryce, they can be alive for thousands of years, but never live.” “And others live several lifetimes in just forty or thirty years,” Haldor goes on. “Men like your father.” “We all get the same thing in the end, Lyric,” Noah says. “We get a life. What we do with it is up to us. Bryce wasted his many, many years chasing empty power… men like that do fear death.”

“I know what it's like to be in a world without powers, but once I found my mates, I found everything.” “You're very passionate, and I'll give you that,” Mother Nature said, and an old woman materialized in front of me. “The price for bringing him to your mates back is immortality. I want that from you; however, I will give you the opportunity to reincarnate to meet again.” “What do you mean?” I asked, confused. “When your mates awaken, they will cease to be millennials and immortals,” Mother Nature said. “They will all have their powers, but the lifespan I grant them will be short compared to supernatural life. It's that or it's nothing; you decide.”

The call with Ethan finally came to an end, and Caspien let out a sigh of relief when he wasn't asked further about Shaun. He didn't want to stay there alone for too long, as he'd just keep thinking about the painful memories. He needed to be distracted as much as possible, or else he'd go nuts.

Jerry threw himself on the third and the longest sofa, a ball of yarn in his hands. "So basically, there are three ways to break the fake curse, good news and bad news," fake? Not the original? "One is to use the blood the curse changer used to hide the original curse to change the fake so it'd only affect you. The curse will shorten your lifespan and you'll die at thirty-five. Your generation would have to repeat the process and they won't live past the age of thirty-five—" "That's just stupid,"