Till Death Tear Us Apart Novels & Stories

“No.” “It’s slow,” he murmured, his eyes closing. “It’s killing me slowly.” Tears blurred my vision. My voice shook, breaking. “You can’t. You can’t leave me. Not now. Not ever.” He opened his eyes again, gold flickering faintly in the darkness, like the last light of a dying star. “Then hold me together,” he whispered, his voice raw, almost broken. “Until I can’t fight it anymore.” I clutched him, my tears soaking his skin, my heart shattering in my chest.

I live for you and die for you. If you reject me and push me away now, I wouldn't be able to stand it. I will lock and chain you by my side, so that you can never ever leave me... Is that scary?"

Tears brim his eyes and the last question comes out in a shaky breath. My tears stream down my face for the millionth time today. The round diamond sparkles spectacularly like the stars in the night sky. It's absolutely stunning. All the pain and suffering have led us to this moment. This moment in time where we can finally accept that nothing will stand in our way and nothing will ever tear us apart. We are it for each other forever. "Yes," I whisper. The End

Releasing the soul nectar to Ryan will only mean destruction for both realms, including the middle realm. "Thinks, Rey Reed," I heard someone whisper into my ear. I glimpsed at the being beside me, and I wasn't surprised to see my team. They have now spiralled around me, leaving me in their midst. "There must be a way out," Vee joined. Don't give up until death itself comes for you. Kira joins them.

I said, and we laced our hands together. “No matter what, we will always have each other… even if we are taken apart…” Enzo said, and I nodded. Tears welled in my eyes because I knew that shortly, we would be separated for good.

Those were the keepsakes we had gotten years ago—the ones we had taken as a symbol of our love. “You left without taking these,” William murmured. “That means you still care. Right? We can fix this.” His eyes lit up as I reached for them. For a brief second, I saw hope flicker across his face. Then I threw them to the floor. The ceramic shattered instantly, sharp shards scattering in all directions. A piece of the broken porcelain cut his arm. Another nicked Caleb’s cheek, making him wail in pain. But that had nothing to do with me.

I flung the remote at the TV in hurt and annoyance, and it produced an instant crack on the screen. I yelled out in agony as my heart tore into several tiny pieces. Oscar was dead. I saw him. I saw his blood. I saw the look of horror in his eyes as he lay in his own pool of blood, and his horrified and desperate voice, calling me over and asking for help continued to play in my head like an unwanted music. I closed my ears tightly with my hands to keep the words out, but it didn’t work. The tighter I pressed my hands against my ears, the louder the words sounded in my head.

I said quietly, "but the sins you committed… You still have to pay for them. You think being given a second life means you can erase the past? The world doesn't work like that." Jim was waiting for me by the door. Without looking back, I took his hand and walked away. Garrett could spend the rest of his miserable life in the stench of decay and endless nightmares…till his last breath.

The room blurs. Tears keep spilling down my face. I hate it. Don't fucking cry! “Do you know what it's like?” I demand. “Do you?” My hand slams against my chest, twisting the dress. “Do you know what it's like marrying someone who will kill you?” Silence. “Do you?” The words come out louder, more desperate. “Do you know what it's like waking up every day in a place where nobody wants you?" My breath catches.

The thin sheet of paper trembled in the silence for a long time, like the final echo of a departing voice. Tears finally broke free from Marcel's lashes and splashed onto the letter, landing atop tear stains that had already dried there. "Cedric..." Marcel's fingers tightened around the page until his knuckles turned white. Delilah stared at the neat handwriting covering the letter, her chest filling with an indescribable ache. The man who had always listened to them, who had grinned foolishly and declared himself the happiest person in the world, had been forced by their betrayal to grow wings.