You Only Live Twice Novels & Stories

"What did you say?" "He told me I wasn't his type," Adrian whispered, a low, breathy chuckle escaping his lips as his shoulders began to shake. He pressed his palm back against his burning cheek, his heart hammering violently against his ribs. "Six years ago, I used those exact same words to destroy his life. I left him crying on the school steps. And today... today he stood right where you are standing, looked down at me like I was dirt beneath his boots, and gave them right back to me."

We got a second chance to fix our marriage, and I didn’t waste that opportunity. And while fixing our marriage, throughout the road, I also manage to fix our relationship with his family. That leads us through our real happily ever after. Love is indeed sweeter the second time around. ___________________ F I N ___________________

“You’re so young, yet you live like an old woman. Go out, have fun. Let loose… You live every day and only die once. But even though you live every day, it’s only for a short while. Enjoy it while it lasts.” Shouldn’t it be you only live once? “Perhaps you have the luxury to do whatever you want. You’re from a rich family, so you have nothing to lose. As for me, everything I have, I’ve built it from scratch. If I suddenly lose focus, I would lose it all and would have to start from scratch again. I never want to go back to that,” I said, not realising that the alcohol was making me speak more tonight. Caspian glanced intently into my eyes, his blue eyes sparkling under the lighting. He looke

Her jaw hung open so wide I wouldn’t have been surprised if it actually hit the floor. They couldn’t believe it. To them, I was a ghost, a woman they thought had vanished from this world five years ago. Their shock was palpable, and I felt a small, bitter satisfaction in knowing they never imagined I’d be standing here—alive, thriving, and proud.

“I need space. I need air. Don’t call me, Jamie. I’ll figure something out later.” The door shut with the familiar click of a life ending. I was left alone in the cold hospital room with a two-day-old baby and the crushing realization that Larry had been right: I had traded a life of solid, genuine love for an explosive moment that left nothing behind but dust. Julian never called. He vanished completely, leaving me to face the monumental, humbling wreckage I had created.

“This is Ethan Hart. He has no memory of his childhood. “How is that even possible?” I screamed, then let out a bitter laugh afterwards, my voice echoing off the high ceilings. “Every time, someone comes here pretending to be him!” I yelled at the top of my voice, my hands shaking with anger. “Fraudsters! Have you all forgotten how often this has happened? “Seems like you have”, I said, and now we’re just supposed to believe this?”

He had no right to make me feel anything. I returned home to find Mira asleep on the couch with her teddy bear. I carried her to bed gently and sat beside her, brushing her forehead. “I am staying,” I whispered. “I will not run. Not this time.” Because staying meant watching them crumble. Staying meant seeing the truth unfold. Staying meant getting justice for the girl who died and came back as someone else. The one who was living her second life. Revenge was not a quick thing. It needed patience. And having Aiden near made everything easier. He would not break me again.

He wasn't talking about my coma. “I… I don't understand what you mean by that. What exactly do you mean by ‘second life’?” I raised an eyebrow, speaking slowly, “Weren't you just speaking figuratively? Like talking about how I almost died and was given a second chance to live? It's not that?”

# 𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 � �𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙛 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙.

~AVA~ I haven't given so much thought on how I'll die but I didn't think death would be way closer than I had imagined or expected. Having escaped death the first time, I was given a second chance to live and death came around again. Now I've been given another chance to live. I escaped death for the second time in the same month. They say when death comes knocking, your whole life flashes before your eyes. Only one person came into view at that moment.