To Die For Novel Novels & Stories

"Jason, I'm coming to see you soon. Please wait for me. I'll be there soon." As she was losing consciousness, she seemed to have seen me. She smiled and reached her hand out toward me. "Jason, you've come to get me. I knew you'd forgive me. I knew it…" I stood in the same spot and shook my head. With a blank expression, I shattered the last fragile illusion she still clung to in her heart. I said, "Christine, you were the one who killed me. Bit by bit, you pushed me to my death."

I am really grateful for it. Ezio, Heidi, Aries, Katie, Athena and Hadius will be the unforgettable character for me for my whole life. I really hope it was for you too. And this story is really close to my heart. Tell me if you ant to read the sequel of it. The story of Ezer and his immortal love? Please, comment on the main comment box and don't forget to write the reviews for the story. Have a blessed time and please try my another story, 'MY BOYFRIEND IS A BEAUTIFUL BEAST.'

I took a deep breath and tried typing the words. Just type anything Kath, don't stop. Yes just type, ignore the errors, just write. Just let the words out. Then I stopped when I suddenly felt my hand got tired. I checked the word count and it was already four hundred and fifty. Atleast. “Tim, are you still alive there?” I asked but my focus is still on the screen with my hands busy hitting the keys. “ He died.” “Who?” I replied. “ I wonder why authors love killing their characters.”

Bang! So She's The Thing He Kills For? But Don't forget my dear readers, 'Each man kills the thing He Loves.'

He simply stood there, staring at the floor in silence. I slowly walked over and rested a hand on his shoulder. "You've done something most people couldn't." His body trembled slightly before he slowly looked up at me. I continued quietly, "But something like this can't just be swept away. A child can't die for no reason and have everyone pretend nothing happened." I held his gaze. "Someone has to answer for what happened here, don't you think?"

I rose to my feet, staring Felix down. After a while, a smile curled my lips. "I'll need to see how serious you are about this, Captain Chance," I said, calmly but firmly. "You're right. I did know when he would die, but I wasn't the murderer. And…" I paused before fixing Felix a solemn gaze. "And I'll die, but I want it to mean something." Then, I said no further. Felix didn't press for answers. Instead, he gave me a good, long look before leaving.

All I wanted was to die. Caleb probably found it meaningless. In order to get me riled up, he told me the truth. "Aren't you curious why I know this? How would your parents react if they found out? They would probably come to your rescue! Beg me. Beg me to tell them about this. Talk!" Although my body was in pain, my mind was already close to being numb. In the end, my will to die trumped the search for the truth. Upon hearing his words, I rolled my eyes before closing them, letting Caleb vent his frustration.

That is something he will look forward to. Now, not only was he mad at the Council and the Blackburn but he was also mad at the people of Old-Vine Town where he had been clearly told the Blackburn lives but none of them, not even a single person has given him the answer he wanted. They all seem to have made up their mind or tell each other not to spill it out and he was even surprised at the way they all embraced their deaths like they already saw it coming. It makes him wonder what kind of deal the Blackburn made with them, but that cannot stop him from killing them all.

"It's not your fault. Everyone dies. Just sooner or later." I sat next to her, crying like I couldn't stop. After a while, she spoke soft. "Chloe, if I die, will you cry like this for me?" I jerked and shook my head. "No! You won't die!" She looked at me and scoffed. "Idiot. You don't have to lie. I know I'm dying." She paused. "Maybe dying isn't so bad. If I die, I won't hurt anymore. And Grandma won't be alone."

The note was gone from the desk because Vivienne had already found it, already read it, and was already sitting at the kitchen table with both hands over her mouth. Damien stood in the empty doorway for a long time. Then he said one word, very quietly, into the empty room. Her name.