What Happens In As Good As Dead Novels & Stories

She acted as though she was victorious and patted my cheek. "Don't try so hard to get back up. Instead, do your best to leave this world. It'll be a relief to you too. After your death, all your family's assets will become Peter's. "In the end, my child will inherit them." My mind was overwhelmed with all sorts of surging emotions. Snippets from the past started to piece together in my mind, and various thoughts filled my head. My intense emotions urged me to get up as soon as I could. Oblivious to the changes within me, Selena braced herself to continue hurting me.

we are here. I opened doors at the same time Vince did it too. Three kids. Two boys and one girl was laying on the ground under shrub even if it was impossible to say who was who, only long girls' hair and clothes managed to put away a veil of unknowing. Their bodies were dry they looked like mummies. On their faces were frozen smiles. My poisons made their death feel like heaven because of that they died with a smile on them and it froze even after death. One more gift to a death god...he was there...he knew it that I will break...and he was angry that I waited so long. And he will be angrier about what I will do. -"Make a cross" Vince looked at me surprised. "No, make three crosses and pu

Edward was dead. He had a heart attack after Jenny enraged him, and despite attempts to revive him, he died on the spot. With a heavy heart, I took care of Edward’s funeral arrangements before immediately calling the police. From that day on, Jenny and Marcus Grange, along with those thugs, would pay dearly for what they had done! In the past, I might have let them off the hook out of respect for Edward. However, now that Jenny had killed the only person protecting her and caused her own father’s death, I would make her suffer a thousand times over!

By the time the guards discovered them, their intertwined bodies had already started decomposing in the room. Just like that, the Thornroot pack was wiped out. … Jax and I were having our nightly storytime together when we heard about this. Neither of us was affected by the news, and Jax even ate a few more cookies than usual. After observing Noah, who was tidying up the place for us, Jax whispered, "Mommy, will I get a new daddy?" Chuckling, I nudged his nose and said, "No, my little pup. I don't need someone else to protect me anymore."

Or so I’ve been told. But somehow, as I watch those black forms descend and listen to Sadhi’s screams… I just know, in my bones, that it isn’t right. That this isn’t fair. That there has to be another way. When her body lays dead and abandoned on the floor, the wraiths carry Sadhi’s limp soul away, sweeping down into the pit and past us all as they surge through the door and into the Deadlands.

Maya’s world narrows to Sam on the floor and the mask beside him and the sudden, hateful understanding that good systems still have gaps wide enough for bullets. Eli fires. The overwatch goes silent. Marcus moves through the smoke like he can see the shape of breath itself. His people follow, not fast exactly. Coordinated. Brutal. The roof team breaks when the dead reach the street below and their exit stops being an exit. By 03:31, it is over. The bus depot survivors run north with the dead behind them. The base holds. That is the fact. The cost is on the floor. Debrief happens at first light because grief does not cancel administration, which is one of civilization’s less charming design f

I give them paradise. "At the cost of their existence," Axel said. His dagger was out now, flames flickering along the blade. "They're not living. They're being slowly erased while dreaming about lives they'll never have." *And isn't that better than what you face? Fighting your way to a Core that might not save you? Facing administrators who want you dead? At least here, you die happy.* The buildings around us started to move. The walls rippled like water. The peaceful deadies we'd seen earlier were appearing again but this time their eyes were wrong. Empty. Controlled.

“Go ‘head and call it in.” The crackle of a radio stung my ears. “Ashford is dead.” The second one said. An electronic beep signaled the end of his message. “Can’t believe I killed an Alpha. You think I’ll get a raise for it?” “He’s not an Alpha. Not yet, anyway.” “Well, he ain’t gonna be now.” A loud, wet laugh echoed throughout the mall. Seconds passed when Macon’s sent slithered into my nostrils. I let the shock flow through me, releasing it as quickly as it had come. All that mattered was my breathing, keeping my heartbeat slow.

No matter how strong Ben’s mental fortitude was, tears rolled down his cheeks. Bryan paralyzed on his death bed, Adam sent to the underworld and Adalase enterprise on the brink of infamy and destruction, the stage for final act was set. The only way out was to sell to Lester Sheridan who would appear as the good Samaritan and for the Adalases to leave the business world.

“Part of me is like eww gross, the other part is that it has to be the coolest death ever.” “He’s not dead,” Aislen corrected. “He’s immortal. He can feel everything. He just can’t stop it from happening. He will be alive until there’s nothing left of him.” “What about the bits that Mercy poops out?” Cameron speculated as he pulled off the main road and into the river house drive. “I mean… Are they enough for him to heal from?” “Don’t,” Rhett pulled a face. “That is just too gross.” “Let’s hope not,” Heath reached across Aislen for the door handle as Cameron parked.