Romans & histoires To Die Will Be An Awfully Big Adventure

Marco's Pov After I shot Alejandro, I ran back because I had already lost a lot of blood and standing there as an idiot would just get me killed, nothing else. I wasn't just going to die like that. If I'm going to die, it better be epic like the death that El Macho has in Despicable me 2. Probably not that epic too, riding on a shark, strapped dynamite, jumping into an active volcano great but somewhere along the same line hopefully.

Grandad said. He had been waiting his whole life to pass on his stored knowledge about relationships to me. "Okay" "True you just made my day"Grandad said,and let a tear fall out. "Are you okay?" "Yes,just happy that one of my last wishes will be fulfilled before I die..." ******** "Are you insane!" "No,just desperate"I admitted,"why did you lie to him!"JoJo shrieked,while I took the wheel. "Can you not make a mountain out of a molehill?"

“Let’s go and take down the witch.” “What if we die?” Calleb asked with an incredulous smile. The young lady merely shrugged her shoulders and said. “Then we die. We die trying. No more running.”

If he had a choice, he would have decided against it but that was his fate. He was going to die of a chronic disease, but he knew not when. He had no idea of when he was going to die, but he knew he was close to death. His health had been deteriorating and that’s why he visited the doctor most often. The drugs he was taking were to cover up the wounds… or at least pretend to cover up the wounds… but he knew one day, they were going to burst all open and he will die.

But with the rate at which the feeling was rampaging fast, I have doubts that it was going to stop any time soon. Finally, I was able to get my hands to use so I balled them into fists as I tried to grasp the feeling of nearing death. I want to actually find out what this is but it’s not going to be possible, only in an afterlife. I guess the old crazy elder was going to get his big wish fulfilled. Once I’m dead, Garrett will surely have to move on and get himself a new mate. Could probably be the old man’s granddaughter. What a disaster!

“Every time you die, your spirit grows. When you achieve fullness, you can pass the walls surrounding Dalada and approach the Palace of Laughter. There, the Masters await to greet you. If they choose to join with you, you will ascend.” “This Dalada,” said Maurice, “that’s the name of the place we’re in now?” Terry nodded. “Hmm,” said Maurice. “And when you say ‘join with’, what do you mean by that?” “Join with,” said Terry. “ We become part of them, and they us. It is the natural way of things.” “So, every time you die, you come back stronger?” said Jenny. “That doesn’t sound so bad.” I turned to her. “You have no idea what you’re saying. Dying isn’t easy. It’s horrible. It’s...” The memory

He moved quickly and handed the gun he was holding to Shaira. "What now, Ciara? Maybe you want to beg for your life before we finish you?" Hannah asked, smirking. May the bloodshed, but I would never kneel to the demons like you, Hannah, just to beg for my life. "Are you guys ready to suffer and DIE?" She emphasizes the last word as she playfully smirks at us. I boldly traced her, as if I was going to laugh at her joke. She could no longer frighten me with such a threat because I had been ready for death since I was born. I was born to die. It's been plenty of times since I met death, but he never took me.

"You don't need to push yourself to the limit, Kiddo." "...Kill 'em," she almost murmurs. The man wearing formal attire took a deep sigh. "You wanted to learn all of these to kill your father's killer, right?" The young Captain shook her head as she nods slowly. The man places his hand on the young Captain's head and messes her hair. "You know... there's this saying, remember you must die. All of us will eventually die, regardless if it is an ill-will or whatsoever reason, we all must die - we, all, will die." "He doesn't deserve to die like that!" She closes her fist as she bit her lower lips to control her anger. " Why does he even die in the first place? Why him, for all of the people?!"

“In the year 2022, a pandemic will occur and there is no cure… many people all around the world will die. My uncle, I mean your father, died in an accident and reincarnated two years back.” “Die? Oh please, Blair… don’t kid about death. It’s not funny.” “I am damn serious, Trestan. He needed to find the mastermind of this crisis, which is the organization that I tell you about." She sighed and continued explaining. "So if he died, we will not survive the crisis because he knows what might happen in the future. Maybe it will be the end of human lives." "How---That's impossible..." He mumbled. He couldn't believe what she was saying.

Like someone dying horribly. He doesn’t want to know; he’s gone and I’m sure I’ll die END OF BOOK 1 ------------------------------------------