We Die Alone Book Novels & Stories

“Yes, but I don’t understand . . . it’s impossible . . . ” “Fuck that noise, man. Crazy shit’s happening, people dying, and something’s trapped us here . . . ” Deyquan trailed off, remembering. By the look of realization dawning on Andrew’s face, he’d realized it, too. “Shit. Sue. Those other folks all died alone, and now she’s . . . fuck.” He turned and sprinted toward the offices, not caring if Andrew followed . . . except, if everyone had died alone and Andrew didn’t follow him . . .

"I really think you need to get those rims cleaned up. I know a good place in town. Follow me." The ride alone back into town felt as empty as it had those entire first horrid months after Madeline's death. And this was just the beginning of what I knew now would have to be good-bye. As much as I'd love nothing more than to continue staring in those eyes and listening to that voice, the damage it'd do to my sanity in the long run couldn't possibly be worth it. Besides, there was no way I could be around her too long before giving into the temptation of tasting that mouth again. That shit would be just too weird.

I'm not alone anymore, and goodness does it feel fantastic. So this is the final part of "Alone" and I can't believe it's over. It's the longest book I've written but it's also been so fun to write. I'm sorry to keep waiting for the updates. And thank you all for the patience, love and support!

Who do you think you're fooling? The day I was murdered, I begged Albert over and over not to kill me. He asked me if I had any last wishes. I said I wanted to call my mom, just one last time. I wanted to call her Mom again. Albert agreed. He said as long as Mom was willing to trade her life for mine, he would let me live. However, Mom didn't love me. She didn't even care. She hated me. The moment the call was cut off, I stopped struggling.

I rеmеmbеr mу dad wаѕ rеаllу bіg оn ѕеlf-ѕuffісіеnсу; mауbе thаt wаѕ a blessing. He uѕеd tо соnѕtаntlу ѕау ‘wе аll dіе аlоnе, Cаrrіе’ іn thаt tough аѕ nails voice. I remember thіnkіng іt wаѕn’t truе. Mоѕt of us dіе wіth nurѕеѕ аnd dосtоrѕ оr fаmіlу аrоund us. For ѕоmеоnе like Luсу, thе еnd came whіlе she was аlоnе. Horribly аlоnе.

I used to envy people a lot as they could be happy whenever they wanted but for me, I had to pay for my medicines to get happy. Life is not always fair with everyone. Some people have to go through a lot. They live their lives in pain and die with that pain hidden somewhere in their hearts. When their dead bodies are burned, their stories get burned with them. When they are buried, their miseries hidden in their souls get buried along with them. It is said that we are born alone and we will die alone but these are some miserable souls that also live alone.

Did she die? She didn’t believe that she was dead. Her first death wasn’t like this. She was sent towards the heavens to meet with God. She was in a peculiar place with no one and nothing around her. The darkness reminded her of how lonely the world really is. No matter how many people loved and cared about her, she could only feel how lonely it all is after death. One statement stuck with her - Everyone must die alone. The solitude engulfed her.

“You deserve to die alone… destined to lose everything…” Perhaps she was right.

Thank you so much for reading 'Death Among The Dandelions!' This is my first ever original novel that I've written. I've really enjoyed writing this, hopefully, you enjoyed reading this! This is also my first ever book on Goodnovel. Thank you for reading to the end. Credits go to my best friend Lily for creating the amazing front cover! She's an amazing writer too, go support her on Wattpad! Her account is @lilypadsxfrogs.

It's blood! My heart beat quickened and I wanted to breathe but couldn't. It's hurting like hell to even breathe. I never thought I would die like this. So this is how I die. I was born alone and will die alone too, how pathetic. There's no one to even cry for me. I wish I was born like a normal person, with a family to be with and parents to take care of. My eyes felt heavy as the seconds passed and that's when darkness enveloped me completely.