Worth Dying For Novel 소설 & 이야기

Amelia asked, leaning closer to read over my forearm. “A forced hybridization initiative,” I said, skimming the dense medical notes. “They were trying to graft pureblood Alpha genes directly into human subjects to create obedient frontline soldiers. The mortality rate was ninety percent.” “That is monstrous,” she whispered, her hand rising to touch her own chest. “It gets worse,” I noted, my throat tightening as my eyes landed on the authorization signatures at the bottom of the ledger. “Look at the council approval stamps.” Amelia squinted at the faded red ink. “Victor Ashford… Harlan Crosswyn… and who is that?”

I picked it up and read the title. Thousand moments to die by Alina Gupta. "You've read this?" I lifted my eyes up to see him nodding. Of course, he would read it. His best friend wrote it. "It was a heartbreaking novel." I was shocked when I learned about Alina writing. It wasn't something I knew about. Hell most of the school didn't know Alina write. When in the start of the year, I saw it on f*, I was curious to read it. I bought it and I ended it in a day.

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.

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.

“Classic.” Further down the aisle, another section glowed faintly. WILLA ROANE – PROPOSED ENDINGS. A chill crawled down my back. I pulled one of those books. Opened it. The first page was the Standard Ending door I’d already seen: me in the car, crash, nothing. Another volume: Tragic Author Ending—me fused into the Core, eyes dull. A third: Hero Dies, System Survives—me throwing myself into some code‑storm while Corvin was dragged back into bound service, Selene re‑crowned, Jax promoted to handler.

Their pain was real, their joy was real, everything about them felt real to me and I got so attached to them since the beginning. I got so attached to them, I literally couldn’t bring myself to write the original ending I had for this book. I knew how it should end before I even started the prologue. But when I came to that moment where Jenny was supposed to actually die during the shootout at their house, I couldn’t. The pain was just too unbearable. Even though leading the kind of lifestyle they were leading, it was a very realistic and a very expected outcome to have one of them die or maybe even both of them. But I couldn’t do it.

He felt that the moment he did let her go, she would truly be gone for good. "But, Xiao Zhu! You know what happened to Shi Feng, Fu Xinya, and Qiu Guiyuing… And t-to…" Qiao Dong almost listed all the people that failed the Class Z mission just to leave the organization. None of them survived the mission, resigning to the fate of death. It was due to this that no one ever thought of leaving the organization. Even if Tang Yazhu wanted to not go, she had already prepared everything for the mission. She looked at Qiao Dong, sensing how worried he was for her.

Kartika shouted shocked. “2 to go.” Wira said glancing at Kartika. Kartika looks terrified seeing Wira getting closer. "Hey!" Alfi yelled at me. "What?" I asked. "Why the hell did you let me die?" Alfi asked pissed. "Because it’s fun," I replied. "You dumb author! What kind of story in which the protagonist dies in the middle of the story?!" Alfi asked. "We can just end it here. Your friend dead and Kartika gets raped by Wira. What do you think?" I offered him joking around.

But as far as I could remember, he never say anything to Shayliyah when they became seat mates in the original novel. So, why was he being rude to me like this? Tsk. Mentally clicking my tongue in sudden annoyance, I barely held a curse from escaping out of my mouth. What will I expect to a cannon fodder like me, right? My role is to die even before the story ends. The heroine and the male lead's encounter will be a fateful one and being seat mates was one of the plot device for their romance to bloom. And sad to say this but, even the death of Penelope in the original was one of the plot device to help the main character's relationship bloom.

They were the sorrow his loved ones death has caused him and nothing will be able to quench this thrist of revenge other then Valerio's death. " Will look forward to it, Don." With that Valerio dropped the call. It was the announcement of the war. Note:- Hey there all of my lovely readers🙂🙂 finally the epilogue is here. The sequel is also up here in the Goodnovel app with the tittle - " Love at Knifepoint :- Inevitable Love " Shower it with your love and support as you have given this book of mine. You can find my other books on my profile too. love you all 😘😘😘