We Never Die Novels & Stories

"When all this is over, I will be back. And we will be reunited as a family, in the end." "My Queen, don't worry about us, we will be alright. And you will, too," Nimuel told her. "I don't doubt it, my child. Perhaps we will all hold out to the eternity, or enough to live our lives best in the time we are given. Perhaps, Death will visit all of us soon, and we would be gone, just like that. But in the end, we will know that we loved each other, and we will die knowing that." "Don't talk about Death, Mother. We are fighters, we are the children of the sun. We will endure, and we will be here together, when all this is over. Promise me, Mother," Aelanor's eyes were sparkling with tears.

We can't keep living together; we have to make our own lives. We will always be there when we need to be, and we will never leave each other alone; we will keep our promise of "Always together, fighting the world." I walked over to Drew and hugged him. "Andrew, Klaus, I had forgotten for a moment to give this to you," Norman said to us, handing us each a little box. I opened it carefully, and inside was a late-model cell phone: "Your numbers are already registered and mine too, and before you say anything… He didn't take 'no' for an answer. Got it?"

It felt just like—death. Meanwhile, my family waited anxiously. Seeing the doctor return, they quickly donned their helmets without hesitation. Somewhere beyond my dying breaths, the machine's cold melody wrenched the last light of my mind back into memories.

“Let’s sit around, Waiting for the sun to rise Let’s sit around, Waiting for the moon to fall By the water As it glistens You could listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears But remember that I love you, I will forever No matter what happens, To me or you We’ll be together Through the years So as you cry Please listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears”

Death. Everyone was about to die.

"We can never be fixed again. Never." _____________________________________ Next will be up as soon as I will get free. w n

Her expressions were neutral, with no sign of pain or regret at this point. She couldn’t endure this pain now and felt like it was better to end it forever. There seemed to be no reason to live on for. No person to be happy for. No one wanted her or would be sad if she died.

I could hurt his perfectly sculpted face. "Come on, sweetie. Put the glass down. You don't want to die, do you?" he looked at me calmly. "If you want to live, you will put the glass down, go to the bathroom and get ready to land. If not, my people will kill you in a few minutes. So ... you have to decide. The cards are in your hands, baby. What choice will you make? " Damn it. He was good at convincing. And he was right. If I hurt or even killed him, his people would kill me.

I don't see the issue. Aria's expression darkened, and she shot me a venomous glare, clearly taken aback by my articulate defense. Melissa, however, was the one to step in. "Noelle, don't be too hard on Mrs. Scott. She's just following our local custom. When someone dies, we keep them at the funeral home for a few days. It gives everyone a chance to pay their respects before the burial." Aria quickly nodded. "Exactly, now let's put my son to rest. Melissa always makes sense."