To Die For Novel Novels & Stories

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.

The air was thick with a foul odor. A plaster cast of me stood in the middle of the living room; the face looked anguished and painful;the features were disturbingly lifelike. The cast stood next to a trophy. As I took in the scene, it finally dawned on me that I was dead. I had died from the moment they sealed me into the plaster.

"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."

His eyes moved over Damien first, then Daniel, then Marcus, and then they settled on me and stayed. "Sera," he said warmly. "You look well." The way he said it made my stomach turn. I had heard that warmth my whole life. I had believed it my whole life. Standing here now on the outside of it, looking at it from a place where I finally understood what it was built on, it felt like touching something that looked solid and finding nothing underneath. "Roland," I said. He looked at Damien with something that was almost admiration. "I have to say, Damien, waking up was not part of the plan. That was genuinely unexpected." He tilted his head slightly. "You are harder to kill than most."

As soon as I finished my library shift, I took my things which included my book bag and my favorite novel. I wanted to read the last pages of my favorite novel before meeting my ultimate death and erasing myself from existence. I had already now planned my own death. I was going to take pills from my mother’s cabinet and die from overdose. I would breathe my last breath in this horrible lonely world and finally get some rest and peace. When it comes to what happens after death, I actually did not know and hoped I would just be erased from existence.

It was destroyed because Phoenix killed himself in that world, making the world turn to dust. Especially just like in a novel, we and Phoenix are the protagonists. If the two of us die, the novel will end. Just like in that world, when I died, the world was barely hanging but when Phoenix died, the world turned to dust until there was no living being anymore. I raised my head to look up at Phoenix who was also looking back at me. I looked at him with worry as I softly asked. “Did it hurt?”

I nod approvingly. I mostly do want to get the fuck out of here, but my heart can’t leave until I know he’s dead. I sigh and strike a match, lighting the whole pack on fire and dropping it inside. His eyes go wide with the realization he’s about to really and truly die. That fear on his face is priceless to me. I never dreamed I’d get this chance. I’ve always assumed I’d be stuck with the memory of him attacking me and never have closure. The fear would plague me for the rest of my life, even now that I have a mate.

Even through her struggle, he managed to tie both her hands to the bedpost. She wriggled and screamed for him to leave her, but he didn't bat an eye. He was enjoying this. When her yells became too out of control, he gagged her with a cloth. "You need to relax darling, how are we going to enjoy this if you keep being a brat." He leaned forwards and wiped her tears, caressing her cheeks. "So beautiful!" She could see the admiration along with lust in his eyes. He pressed himself on her, making her cry out more. "No one can save you this time Ana, not even Hades. You are all mine now. I won't allow anyone to be an obstacle and if they wish to be, then they will end up like Cordelia too" His gr

"Stop, please!!" I begged for my life as I struggled with all my might, desperate for air. But the more I struggled, the stronger they held me under the water. I was going to die... like really going to die. Drowning wasn't the way I thought I would go. I could feel my life slipping away from my grasp. Everything began to fade away and turn black. The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body.