To Die For Book Novels & Stories

She would Never miss the chance to read a good book. She looked at the cover and it was titled 'Born To Die.' and it had a very intriguing cover too. She kept it aside and something told her she would be lost in the book too. The summary was catchy also but when she put the book down, Alexander was nowhere to be seen. She furrowed her brows.

"You'll be the death of us." I straddled him with a slow, deliberate motion, feeling his body harden beneath me. "Then die for me," I whispered, curling my fingers behind his neck and guiding his mouth to my chest. "Happily." I'd never say it out loud, but the truth is, I'd die for them too. I'd burn for them. I'd surrender everything. But they don't need to know that power they hold over me—not yet.

Are you sure I can revive her completely, because I am smelling something pretty rotten," I mumbled sourly and covered my nose. He glared at me and entered the hut. He walked back out and tossed me a small book. "Read that first, while I gather the herbs we'll need," he said softly and headed into the greenery still naked. I opened the tiny book and was surprised by seeing sanskrit. It had been a very long time since I'd read the ancient script but it was coming back to me. I had to focus my light on the being I was wanting to bring back. I also had to offer a promise or gift to the Death God holding the soul, normally the one requesting the revival was the one responsible for payment. So Uk

Theme:- Welcome to the Afterlife part 1 As it was inscribed in the holy book, it was given for a man to die once, and after that death, it is judgement. But for me, Rey Reed, it is different. If my guess is right, this will be the third time I have visited the land of the dead. The first time was when I escaped from the tar pit. I can't remember how long I lost consciousness, but when I woke up. I only opened my eyes in hell.

“Dr. De Vega… he’s dead.” “What? Damn…” Timotheus massaged the bridge of his nose after hearing the bad news. “What? Something wrong?” Ferran looked at him then diverted his gaze on the road. “You will not believe who did it. Jul—Danryll!” Timotheus heard Zyrille’s voice from the other line. “We need to go. Something’s going on with the kids… What?” “Hey—hello? Danryll!” Timotheus looked at the screen of his phone and the call ended. “Dr. De Vega… he died. He was killed.”

"I'm sorry. I can't bear to see Elliot sad. Just consider it another thing I owe you." I lay trapped in that bed for several days. While my physical injuries slowly improved, my life was ticking away. Waiting around just to die filled me with absolute despair. Five days later, Elliot walked into my room alone. Seeing me pinned helplessly to the bed, he burst into a cruel laugh. "Dariel, since you're about to die anyway, I might as well tell you the truth. The person who needs the kidney is actually someone Eddie hit with his car. Quite a coincidence, isn't it? They just happen to be a perfect match for you."

As I said, this book is dedicated to my friend, Jemmy who died of Complications from Sickle cell anemia in August 2020. I am glad I was able to fulfill my promise of writing a book dedicated to her... All Glory and Honor be unto my father in heaven, who allowed me to share this book with you all... Note, I love you all no matter who you are or where you are from... And, will always love you... You can check out my other books on this app and other ones... 1. Persistence: A story of a young eighteen-year-old lady who believed in the beauty of her dreams. ( Book is currently ongoing and available only on Good novel. )

She walked towards where her daughter was and she stared at her for a while before moving her eyes to Hazel. “Thank you, Hazel,” she said it like she meant it and she moved her eyes back to fall on the book of prophecy before gripping it tightly. “Caitlin! No,” Hazel expressed shock when she suddenly realized and she quickly made to save the book but she was too late as the book turned to ashes as soon as the flames engulfed it.

His breathing was rapid and his veins bulged as if he wanted to crush the phone. At the same time, the person in the seat in front of him exclaimed, "Mr. Jennings, Astrid died four years ago!" I did not hear the rest as Death had arrived. "The time has come, Astrid. Are you ready for your soul to be annihilated?" I gently stroked Nicholas's cheek and nodded slightly. "Yeah, let's begin."

That is what I will die for. When I finally fall, it is not sudden. It is gradual, like the world slowly letting go of me. Corbin stands over me, victorious in his mind, already convinced this was meaningless. But I answer him anyway, because even dying men deserve to speak their truth. I tell him he is wrong. That Adrian is coming. That my death is not an ending without consequence, but a turning point he will not survive. And even as blood fills my mouth, I believe it.